Madoc The Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

“She sat up to see Draco sitting in a chair in the corner, his deep emerald eyes, roaming over her. Madchen looked down to see she was only in a t-shirt, and she panicked. “How, how?” “I changed you into that,” he walked over to her and knelt down by the bed. Madchen instinctively pulled the covers to her chin. Drago reached out to her, but she shied away from him.Undeterred, he sat on the bed with her,slowly reaching again, and caressing her face. “So, beautiful,” he whispered,”You passed out on the ride home, no doubt from all the yelling.You have never taken up for yourself, have you?”

It was unbelievable. The king however didn't exhaust all the tricks off his sleeves. "You insolent child, you cannot get away with this." He muttered as he stood. The prince was backing him, so he had the advantage and wanted to use it to backstab. He picked his sword and sped to the prince, faster than anyone to comprehend. As he was about to stab, however, the prince turned at once and grabbed his hands. "The Madsun people never fight fair. I was prepared for that." The prince said to him, then turned the knife and stabbed him in the chest, directly to the heart.

I retorted, raising my voice this time. "I'm Pamela and I'm the rightful Luna to the throne. I bet you don't know that." She said in a mocking tone. "I don't care," I answered lazily. Pamela's face reddened and I could see the imprints of anger all over, the vein bulging in her neck as she shouted. She walked up to me, pointing her fingers sharply at me, "The Prince is mine. Don't even think about it! He belongs to me and not even a low-life scum bag like you can snatch him away." She barked.

His stunned gaze made my heart clench. “Why are you Princess Hanna Al - Makhzumi Abudab , future wife and queen of my brother, Rafiq Mustafa Al- Madini , king and lord of Mudab .” I said bowing to her, but Hanna laughed so loud and continuous I thought she was going to choke. “ Okay ! Now I understand that this is a prank. Who invented this story? It was my brother who hired you for this game, right?” she spoke in the midst of compulsive laughter, but when she realized that my face was serious, she came to herself and calmed down.

Crista was used to Cristine's sarcasm, but she didn't care for it this time. Since their childhood, she had been like Cinderella, while Cristine was the arrogant princess. "Where I am is none of your business. I'm just calling because I need money." Cristine had always spent money lavishly, going to bars and night clubs and fooling around with different men every night. She used to be quite wealthy, but she's gone through all her cash by now, so she decided to ask her sister for money. Crista sighed and

he asked, turning on himself. “Handsome. Very handsome.” they both replied proudly. He smiled, getting all emotional and hugging them again. -- There were gasps of admiration when the Prince reappeared, walking down the middle path with his parents at his sides. He was in sparkly white. From head to toe. A shiny and very attractive groom. His white was pure and made him look like he’d walked straight out of someone’s sweet dream. Saïda’s sweet dream. Prince charming himself. He went and stood in front of the mayor’s table. His three friends behind him as his best men. Landry was his witness and ring man.

We could be friends now but Cara was still a lycan princess. Cara drew in a deep breath. “That’s something Mac should tell you himself but one thing I want you to know is that he isn't two-faced. He's a one-woman kind of man. Just be open minded while he explains things to you. Okay?” As much as I want to believe Cara's good review for Mac, I honestly think that Cara’s only trying to salvage the situation for now.

the hound prince explained. "Come here, princess, how gorgeous," the mad king gestured, and the hound prince pushed Aemma into the mad king's embrace. He grabbed her tightly. Aemma's face filled with tears as she resisted with disdain and defiance. She watched her frightened daughter Ava rush to her. "Mummy..." the little girl cried. And the hound prince kicked her brutally, causing her to fly through the air and smash her head against the wall. She bled horribly and died.

Damian then turned to the princess and said, "Let's go." As they turned to leave, Mason ran and dragged the princess to his side. He held a dagger to her throat, and the princess begged for her life, saying, "Please, take away the dagger. Do not hurt me, please." Damian immediately said, "No, please do not hurt her. Let her go." Mason then said, "Let Kathy go, and I promise you'll have the princess back in one piece." Damian then said, "What kind of a man are you, using a woman as leverage? Is that where your strength is? You're a coward, Mason. If you aren't, then take up your sword and come fight me."

He was chosen as a royal mage who is very genius in concocting any kind of potion. "What's the matter with you coming here, Your Majesty?" asked the Witch Felix after straightening herself again "Make me a potion that can make a person obey what I want!" His Majesty the King firmly replied. "Who do you want to control, Your Majesty?" "Kevin!" "Prince?! Is there something wrong with him?" Felix furrowed his brows. "That kid doesn't want to do his duty as a vampire!" replied the King seemed to be holding back his anger. "He must have dissolved into the human world! He must have been consumed by the disgusting incitement of the human race!" growled Felix annoyed. He really hates humans, because