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When she decides it was enough, she uttered, “I’m not gonna ask again.” “Fine!” Sebastián said in defense, distress was still flaring on his face and voice, “Who do you want?” Azrael grinned, she knew she’s getting near to the target. Sebastián definitely have a long list of celestials he encounters ranging from Angels, Demons and Fallens, “Bernael.” she said sharply. Skepticism washed Sebastián’s expression, “The Prince of Hell?”

I moaned as he moved to my neck, still with the feather light touches as he breathed my scent in. “I plan to enjoy telling you as I take my payment.” He grinned against my skin, “I’m a Prince of Hell,” he said, nipping at the tender flesh below my ear. I felt my body responding to him and I repeated Louis and Marcus’ names in my head. “I have many names, I’m a Prince of Demons.” He declared in between gentle nips, his hands moving up to the buttons of my shirt as he exposed more of my flesh for his pleasure. “The Prince of Lechery, of lust. I’m the child of a noble king and a succubus.”

"Theodore? You look so handsome" Elena gushed over him as she looked him up and down. "I also want to be a demon too, you look even better than me" Fife whined. "Of course the prince would look better than you, he is a demon prince from a royal bloodline" Gad scoffed. "I don't remember addressing you" Fife sneered at him. "Enough, you two. Stop arguing" Theodore told the both of them. "I am sorry my prince" Gad apologized.

“You’re working under Damien. He’s your king. Why do you want to stick your neck out helping me?” “Prince.” he corrected in pure hatred. “Not a king. But a prince. Even so, he disgraced his ancestors and mostly he disgraced his father. No matter how many times he claimed himself as a King, he would never be the true King of all vampires. He’s just a mindless child with a sickening obsession of creating the perfect soldiers.” “You didn’t answer why you wanted to help me.” “He has my sister,” he answered at last. “We both suffered in his hands. It’s time to return the favor.”

Dapper, gallant with a dash of humor on the side, were the reasons why ladies want to throw themselves to the third prince. But in every family there will always be a black sheep and royalty or not, there's no exemption to this. The Royal Family has two and goes by the name of Prince Lazlo and Prince Lachlan, both were drop-dead gorgeous bad boys who choose girls and bikes over books and studies. Dubbed by the media as Royal Rebel and Fuvkboi respectively, scandal follows them everywhere faster than their Lambos and Bugatti. They're the walking pain in the ass, if I may add.

"If you would please take the lead?" Without hesitation, the calm-looking prince rose to his feet and put a smile on his lips. "Greetings, I am Lazul Horacin Samudra, eighteen years old. A prince from the Kingdom of Malecoy, a member of Sierpenti, and the first ranker of this year. One of my hobbies is stabbing people who annoy me." His grin widened which brought silence in the room and made the atmosphere turn cold. I stared at him with a cringe and looked at Delaney, who could only sigh. Wait, is that true?

And it sure was shocked everyone to their cores. “Oh..lord…”. (Crown Prince Amariss) “Cheh!!…I knew it…I said it before…I always hated that sneaky fat baldy…”.(Grand Magus Lionel Alkord Wesky) “DESPICABLE!!!..…”. (Princess Angela Seraphim)

he assured but his assurance wasn't what made me hand her to him, Evie was loosing more blood every moment I keep her with me without the wound being covered so I decided it was best to let him cover it up. After the vampire walked out with Evie in his hands I look towards the king waiting for an explanation and apology "I am very sorry about your friend" he said with sympathy in his voice... I said nothing and just stirred at him blankly "my name is king Anthonio and this is my wife Patricia and my daughter Isabella" he said with a sad smile "what brings you to my village young prince" he asked... I looked at him for a while before I spoke "I wish to gain your support and ask for your allia

“Crown Alpha Prince Tobias, firstborn. Not friendly, but nothing like the second.” The man walks past people in a rush with a woman by his side. “And that’s his mate,” the girl mutters. After him, three more men appear, and I’ve seen one of them before. It’s Prince Emmet. “Alpha Prince Dorian, the fourth prince, Antonio the fifth, and Emmet the sixth—all of them illegitimate.” All three men wave with broad smiles. Suddenly, another man hurries past them. “That’s Alpha Prince Raphael! Second born to a true royal‑blooded Luna.”

Her heart lurched to her mouth at his unabashed indictment. When Draco didn't say anything he continued. "This slave of yours threw herself on me. Just a few seconds ago she begged me to f*ck her. I was about to lash her for her disrespect but she ran away, this wh*re." Brian charged forward trying to get a hold of her when Draco grabbed his wrist before he could touch Fiona. Draco couldn't help but wonder how perverted f*cktard someone could be but this man the heir of the Black Night kingdom was exactly that. A bastard.