Nicasia Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

Maybe they did. But they also did something else. Something small and unfamiliar. They named the cruelty without pretending it was normal. The Alpha’s voice cut in before Kael could answer. “Enough.” Both men looked at him. The Alpha’s gaze settled on Darius. “You have no claim here.” Darius’s expression did not change. “I am making one.” The room went silent again. Elara’s head lifted before she could stop herself. Kael’s eyes narrowed. “No.” The word came too fast.

I tutted at my own stupidity it was wishful thinking my mate was dead he had died at my hand why would I be worthy of a second chance. King Nicklaus stood with Queen Poppy as he gave out to Princess Lucinda and it was then I noticed a tall handsome vampire walk up to the group he hugged Lucinda closely as I watched. He was as tall as Nicklaus himself he had Nicklaus handsome strong jaw and broad shoulders but he had a blonde hair colour like Queen Poppy I gasped as I locked eyes with the Crowned Prince of the Vampire's. He stared back at me for what felt like forever before he said something and Poppy,Nicklaus and Lucinda's eyes swung to me. Poppy was expressionless, Nicklaus looked grumpy,

The Crystalmoon mark. She swallowed, her throat tightening even now. She had not wanted to hurt him. But she had not hesitated either. Her magic had slipped into his mind like silk wrapped around steel. A whisper. A command. His body had gone slack almost instantly, heavy as stone as he collapsed onto the floor. King Nicolas, ruler of the seven realms, laid helpless at her feet. She had dressed in silence, hands trembling as she pulled her undergarments back into place, smoothed her dress,

the King growled with displeasure for his son. Prince Rowan looked away for a moment and snarled to himself. Then he looked up to his King, "she has a name. I am in love with Vysena, I have created an heir with her, why can I not marry her instead!" "YOU WILL NOT MENTION THE FILTH IN MY PRESENCE!" "Vysena is the only one I will marry! You will deal with it! It is my life and my child!" "DO NOT TALK BACK TO-" The King's roars were cut off as his face froze and he gripped his chest. The man stopped breathing and his face turned purple. Then he fell, face first down the stairs in front of his throne.

“The Crown Prince of Winacellu and the Dorm Leader of Faenice, His Royal Highness—” “Can’t, can’t you just cut it down to their actual names?” I requested, wincing at the very long introduction of their prince. “Okay, okay.” She nodded. “So, Kieran Fiores Gregory, Winacellu’s crown prince; Murien Larimar Samudra, Malecoy’s first prince; Leonis Raizen Aureus, Aslan’s second prince; Lazul Horacin Samudra and Guren Cairox Samudra, Malecoy’s twin princes.” She snatched a cookie from the plate.

The worst of the worst, the bloodthirsty prince, the ruler of the ninth circle. Asmodeus. The prince of lust and the one who enjoyed the pain and agony of others. "I called" I said as I caressed her face "had something to complain about?" The blonde stared at me for a few seconds and then his expression returned to be something like the face of an angry child. "Do you think you can buy me with cute nicknames and affection? I... I... I..." he stopped and then pointed his index finger at me "I’m mature! I don’t need it and you can’t ruin my reputation like that!"

But Narcissa pushed on despite the pain I knew she must be feeling at shredding her vocal cords. "Little bitch has you wrapped around her finger, doesn't she?" Vulgarly, Narcissa wrapped her paw around an immaterial cylinder, sliding her claws up and down over near her open maw to facilitate fellatio. "Oh, sweet Prince Sebastian, how I long for you!" "Stop that!" I could feel the hair on my forearms lengthen considerably, the scruff at the nape of my neck surging down my spine. "Do not mock her! Your quarrel is with me!"

I pointed my sword straight at the center of the huge door and saw a man who kind of looked familiar to me, but I wasn't sure where and when I met him. "Nice to see you, Nowo," he greeted me. The way he smiled at me seemed so different. Like whoever sees him wouldn't suspect him as an enemy. He seemed to be friendly and kind, but then I had to keep on guarding myself because, as far as I remember, our test taught us not to judge everything based on their appearances. I took a deep breath and tried to change my expression from a calm one to a serious one. "Who are you?" He smiled at me and responded, "My name is Pricus, and I am the king of this land."

She almost smashed the mirror across her due to her frustration. ~~~ "ACHHHOO!!! Hmm??? Is there someone missing me??? It was sure hard to be good looking. Haaayy...." Prince Niccoli sighed to his supposed hard to come by chance of being low profile. He assumed right away that someone was admiring him from a far. Such a narcissist aye!

The soup was terrible. That was the first thing Kaevrix Noctharis Virellion — Crown Alpha of the Virellion Dominion, heir to four centuries of wolf-blooded power, feared across every territory the dominion touched — thought when the girl shoved the bowl in front of him and told him to drink it before it went cold. Not who is this child. Not how dare she. Not even the appropriate sovereign fury of someone unaccustomed to being spoken to like an inconvenience.