Locke Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

"Move away, Princess, please," I took three steps backward before I kept on moving away from them. "What were you expecting Mason? You think you'll walk in here and leave freely," Hunter asked. "I'm untouchable, Wolf prince. Not even you royal bastards can touch me," "You think," Hunter grabbed him by the neck and his eyes went wide. Hunter's other hand was holding his hand down to the locker. Mason struggled in Hunter's hold. "Get the girls out of here, Tommy. Walk away everyone," Hunter yelled and the crowd that had waited behind began dispersing.

I had half a mind to kick him in the family jewels and run. "Do not kick him there. What if it never worked again?” Nova wondered aloud. “You will never get to taste and-” “Nobody is going to taste anything, Nova, you hussy!” I snapped as I stared at the prince. “It is a promise,” he whispered. “Game on, prince. It is a f*cking game on,” I hissed at him and he shook his head, looking quite amused at my anger.

To him it's probably gruesomely spectacular but to anyone else it's horrible. "This is your last chance to tell me where they are, otherwise your beloved Prince will watch you bear my rune" he lifts the bar towards me and my eyes move to the camera. Is Austin watching this? "He'll at least see how ugly your rune is" "Oh it's ugly alright" it's the best thing I've ever heard. Everyone's head snaps to see Austin and Luke standing in the corridor, blood covering their fronts. The Alpha straightens remarkably as the Werewolf Prince steps closer to my cell. Luke meets my gaze. He's a sight for sore eyes. "Almost as ugly as the Alpha's about to be"

"JUST BECAUSE I'M THE MOST UNFAVORED SON OF THE EMPEROR DOESN'T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO TREAT ME LIKE THIS! I AM THE IMPERIAL PRINCE RUSSEL HEILSONNE!!" "Please! P-Please, spare me! Please forgive me your highness! I have no intention of fooling you like this!! This was both Leandro and father's plan! I had no choice but to listen to them!—" Louie felt the sharp pain when the Prince kicked his face, and it terrified him to think that he might die from a slow torturing beating from this madman. He began to think that dying by execution is even better than this way. "Of course, you didn't had a choice... because you chose not to have any!"

Speaking of sweat he looked like he had been out battling with pigs. Even in the mist of the dirt and sweat the fourth Prince still shone out like a glitter of Gold. The fourth prince. The one who is known to be as a ruthless and a merciless prince. The one who doesn’t blink an eye when killing an enemy or someone who has offended him. It was the same prince whom she just tainted a royal cloak! She was in deep trouble and no one was coming forth to nab her out of it. The maidens she was with making their way to the kitchen had suddenly disappeared leaving her to face the beast alone. Not one single person in the room moved or spoke a word as they watched the scene unfold.

The king's eyes popped in surprise when he heard the prince's demand. "Are you insane, young man?"He asked with slightly raised eyebrows. The prince looked at the old man with raised eyebrows as he fought many emotions. "That's not going to happen. There is no way I'm going to release the rogue Lycan!"The old man said through gritted teeth. "That's my condition."The prince took another sip of his drink, "Take it or leave it."Ace shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and continued to sip on his wine leisurely.

She said cheerfully. Jake chuckled, and she glared at him. "That's different, princess. Oops, sorry. I called you princess again," Jake said. However, this time Elena didn't tell him not to call her princess. "Your doll is alone because she doesn't have a prince," Jake said to her. "Elena, will you become her prince?" She asked him with a hopeful look on her face. "I will become her prince if you become my friend," Jake said, extending his hand toward her.

I said with tears in my eyes. The Prince picked up a dagger from his work desk. Then, he pointed the dagger at my face, right in my nose, between my eyes. "Close your eyes." The Prince said. I closed my eyes, preparing to feel the pain, when a dagger stabbed my head. But, Suddenly, I heard the sound of the dagger falling to the floor. "Open your eyes." The Prince said. I opened my eyes. "Why didn't you kill me?" I asked. "Your bravery has to be applauded. I didn't expect you to be so brave to face death."

His size ment he hit the ground hard and I scrambled on top stradling him and pining him beneath me. "This isn't wrestling." he grunted. "I could easily throw you off Kayda." he added. "But you haven't." I grinned shifting my hips slightly. "Because I don't want to hurt you." he said. " get off." he added through gritted teeth. "Nope Prince Eoin." I smirked emphasising his title Prince and popping the P disrespectfully. "Besides you already hurt me so kiss it better." I smirked leaning dangerously low to him and pushing out my split lip.

He leaned close to the prince’s throat, inhaling deeply. “That pulse,” Velis whispered, lips brushing his captive’s skin. “That scent. Familiar. Too familiar.” Caelum jerked his head aside, jaw set in defiance. “I am The Crown Prince of the Ashan Federation. The last of my line. You think me weak? You butcher, you carrion lord—you murdered my father, my brothers, in the War of Crimson Eclipse!” His voice cracked, fury and grief in equal measure. “And still you dare to touch me.”