Madoc The Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

This time, he wasn't looking at the ladies or smiling with them, he was staring at him. The old man's words were now like a background sound to the king, it was like he was speaking far from him. He ignored everything around and kept watching the young guard who pressed his lips tight and blinked several times as he tried not to break their eye contact. The court ladies touched his chest and his arms, but it didn't affect Alec. His eyes couldn't stop looking at Kenneth. He was hypnotized by his intense stare, magnetised by the mysterious scar around his eye. He was known as the Mad King, the man who kills to satisfy his thirst. But now, stood a man foreign to his eyes, a king with elegancy a

"Step away from him." The prince smoothly stepped in front of me, placing himself like a shield between the monster and me. He raised his hand, blue-tinted magic dancing across his fingertips like crackling lightning. "She doesn't belong to you, brother," the prince mocked, his voice dripping with cool arrogance. "She never did. You bought a ghost at an auction, thinking you could trap her and rewrite history. But some bloodlines refuse to burn." "I will tear you apart piece by piece," the alpha roared, lunging forward with terrifying speed, his massive claws extended to strike.

Her breasts swelled from her clothing, at her every step, milky skin and pretty blonde hair. “My Prince.” Trixie was quick to bow at him, curtseying. “Who are you?!” he asked, in a speechless expression at his liking for her. For someone as outgoing as him, he never kept his emotions inside… “I’m Trixie, your mum, um… works with me.” The young girl made confident steps towards him, which made him nervous at what this fierce creature was up to. “A vampire…” she sniffed. When she realized what she had done to a royal, she bolted her eyes in terror. “Whoops! I’m so sorry. Damn, I’m so stupid…” she trailed, rubbing her head which was cute to the Prince.

Hattie's POV. There were four tales of the mad prince. One of them was, he wasn't human, but a demon. The second was, he married a wife before, but killed her in her sleep for defiling his orders. The third was he punishes his offenders in the most brutal ways and the last was, the mad prince was actually mad. I didn't know how true all these tales were, but I still didn't want to have anything to do with him. "Did you hear what I said?" he asked gruffly.

"His family runs half of Europe's pharmaceutical trade. Polite as hell off the field. Completely ruthless on it." "Twenty two?" "Audric Sterling. Old English money, He's been in three separate disciplinary hearings this year and walked out of all of them without a single mark on his record." "And number four?" A pause. "Zian Castillo," Marcus says. "Half Spanish, half Korean." Another pause, heavier this time. "Don't get on his bad side." "Good to know." "I'm serious." The warning itself is off character for someone like Marcus who clearly seems to hate me.

Loretta and the younger prince glance at Arthur, their faces etched with concern, before reluctantly leaving as well. When the dungeon falls silent again, Madin lifts his head weakly. His voice is quiet but resolute. “Was I cursed or something? What plans do the heavens have for me? Why couldn’t they have let me die instead of enduring this?” He pauses, his eyes softening as he thinks of Arthur’s desperate pleas. “But… how can I be cursed when the prince loves me this much? Even after everything, he still fights for me. Arthur, just how much do you love me?”

What are you doing here Eliza? Elizabella: To get wine for the King. what about you? Mrudulla: Same to get wine for Prince Iron Coyote. Elizabella: Mrudulla are you okay? Why your neck is bruised? They seemed old! Did he hurt you? Tell me! Mrudulla: No he didn't but that bastard Redfox did! He tried to rape me but Prince saved me. Elizabella: What is his problem he sends me a dirty signal too. he is a lustful bastard.

the future King of the Centaurs, Prince Yelmadz, boldly spoke to the King, but yet with reverence. The King just smirked. He did not say anything to clarify whatever answer he was trying to convey. Everyone in the party hall fell silent. The mood became awkward. Prince Yelmadz did not know anything about what happened to Prince Mauricio. He was purely hoping the next on the throne, Prince Mauricio, could join them in the celebration for whatever reasons they were having so much of a good time here with the King and Queen of the Lycans. Just like Mauricio, Yelmadz was also the next to rule his kind back home; he was hoping to make friends with Mauricio and build an alliance among them as youn

She asked to be sure if her Lady was really listening to her. May nodded and gestured for her to continue. "Now let's move to the people you'll most likely come across, the seven princes. Kingdom of the great Wohsland is blessed with seven handsome princes, I'll start with the first prince. The first prince; prince Amory is the crown prince and is known to be the future ruler of the kingdom. He has a good reputation and he is also known to be a peacemaker. There are rumours that he is the King's favourite. The second prince; prince Logan is a good warrior and he is also knowledgeable but he can be really intimidating, you should avoid him." Arin warned her Lady before she continued with her

Demetrius chipped in, and she clapped her hands enthusiastically. “I knew it! Everyone knows” she sounded really excited. “What else?” She shifted closer to Demetrius. “Ice prince, half human half beast,” Demetrius added, and I angrily jabbed my fork with the plate but nothing moved her. Demetrius spared me a glimpse. She pulled her hands together, showing one to the other in a demonstration. “That's right, the crown prince possesses the blood of a human and a beast, and he is like a mad dog who doesn't know where to bark or when to bark…”