Nicasia The Cruel Prince 소설 & 이야기

"It doesn't change the fact that your obsession with the Camelornian prince will cause you pain and heartbreak. You can't have everything you want." "Jillien planted a seed of stupidity in your head! We are gods, Nukis, not men! We can have anything we wish to have," she laughed evilly "Have you met Seumas today? I had him crawl on his knees begging to have sex with me and now that I have given him a whole night of pleasure he can barely walk. Nukis, we can have whatever because we have the power and the prince of Camelorn I will have him at all cost, he will come begging me."

"Take it back, Nick! Reject me from your pack!" "No, Amante, please." "Nick, I can't think with you in my head, and it isn't fair for you to ask me to." "So where does that leave us?" If it weren't for the look on Nick's face, I wouldn't have been sure the words escaped my lips. "I'm not sure." "I, Alpha Nick Reigns, reject you, Harley Gibson, from my pack."

"What in the seven hells do you think you're doing?" The door swung open to reveal a tall, imposing figure framed in the twilight – Kaelen Thana, Alpha Prince, heir to the throne. His gaze, cool and assessing, swept over the scene, taking in Damon's raised knife, Elara's pale, tear-streaked face, and the untouched cleanliness of the room. Damon, momentarily frozen in shock, hesitated. His hand trembled, still raised, but the blade remained inches from Elara's heart. He had never imagined anyone would dare interrupt him.

One particularly daring little boy leaped onto his back, felling Isaac completely. I gasped, my hand flying over my mouth as I expected Isaac to throw a fit over his clothes getting dirty and torn. But to my surprise, he just let out a monstrous growl, thrashing on the ground and pretending to try to throw the kids off. The kids giggled, clinging to him. A few began to whack him with sticks. “Kill the monster! Kill it!” I couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of the crown prince of the Lycan kingdom crawling on all fours and growling as a pack of children chased him around a dusty courtyard.

“You think I will stoop that low to fabricating testimonials from the maids?” “No, Nerissa… you are not just low, but also dirty,” he snarls. “You've always been dirty.” Shocked gasps ripples through the room. The prince called the Alpha dirty? It has never been heard of. Nerissa's grip tightens around the side of her dress but she continues walking towards him with a calm, unreadable expression. When she reaches his front, disgust, and anger flashes in her eyes. Her hand reaches out and connects to his face in a sharp and resounding slap that echoes through the room and snaps his head to the side. His mask shifts slightly to the side.

"Exactly! He made the sweet little prince cry on live stream!" "Nyra grew up totally pampered, so it is normal he did not notice the bed. Does Azel have to be so mean and keep picking on him?" "Azel is so shameless! Who is he to say he won't cater to Darius? He has a tiny rank!" "I think your little prince is a total hypocrite. He tried to make Azel look bad, and now he is acting all sad because he got caught being silly." "Growing up rich is not an excuse for being foolish!"

👸🏼👸🏼Morgana's POV👸🏼8👸🏼 "Oh my Geez, the Prince Of Persia is here ". I said mockingly. Nicklaus seems to get angry the more as he bounced back to hid feet. " You shouldn't have step your feet on this Kingdom you know ". He Said Angrily. " Says who? The idiotic prince? ". I asked with eyes opened. He charged at me with all fury but I flee over and landed behind him, tried to kick him but he caught my leg and wanting to throw me off board but...

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!"

Lady Zari continues, her voice gaining strength, “the reason your son, the Crown Prince, has not yet returned to the capital is because this woman used magic on him. She seduced him.” Gasps echo from every corner. The King’s face goes completely white, then flushes with rage. Even Magnus Blackwood looks shocked. But none of them look as shocked as I feel. “Wh–what?” I stammer, my voice barely audible through the nobles’ murmuring. “I don’t even know the Crown Prince. How could I possibly seduce him?” Lady Zari’s smile is cold and triumphant. “Oh, but you do know him, don’t you? This scheming little shifter had high ambitions, Your Majesty. She tracked down the Crown Prince during his mission

I mutter, watching fresh blood trail down my leg, dribbling onto the rock. They call him the Immortal Prince. The one I think is up here, I mean. Naturally, when creatures as immortal as the pureblood's, who remain unseen to us commoner's eyes exist, legends are created. The Immortal Prince...Well, his are dark, and cruel. If I had common sense, I wouldn't be up here. Then again, if I had common sense, I wouldn't have slipped into a magical pool and turned myself mortal. “I never said I was a good person…” I hear Eyla say from the cusp of attention.