The Cruel Prince Age Rating Novels & Stories

I press my hand against my forehead, beginning to pace, even with my knee protesting as it does. When I look back at the Prince, he’s watching me with a calm expression, although his eyes suggest otherwise. They are ablaze with unreadable emotion, his full lips settled in a line. "My name is Hale,” he murmurs. He doesn’t offer his hand, and he doesn’t need to, because there is no way I would dare touch a pureblood. Even if his skin does look perfectly unflawed and temptingly…I shake my head. What am I thinking?

Angel sighed softly before she turned hers gaze to hers father, who was now smiling as if he didn't have the slightest sense of guilt. "Isn't that obvious?" Didn't answer the question. Hers father chose to ask back. Made Angel feel like her head was about to pop under the stress. "For God's sake! I'm too young to get married, Dad! How can you do this to me?" said Angel, letting out a rough breath. She really didn't understand what hers father was thinking. Just got home, suddenly she was surprised by the absurd letters from hers father.

Sybil said with syrupy sweetness. The prince rose to his feet upon the introduction and bowed low. My body jolted so vehemently at the onslaught of powerful energy he emitted I couldn’t adequately appreciate his remarkable good looks. He was the epitome of handsome with his strong square chin, prominent cheekbones, and dark deep-set violet eyes that seemed to penetrate the surface of who you were and bore right into the depths of your being. Unfortunately, his good looks were overshadowed by an air of cruelty that surrounded him. I trembled with genuine fear for the first time since my arrival to that nightmarish kingdom.

It doesn't have to be sexual, although I'm not opposed to it being sexual. LonelyGirl: Hmm. What do you mean? PrinceCharming: Remember that game I mentioned where I'd tell you to do something in real life and you would follow through, like wearing red stiletto heels to work? LonelyGirl: Yes but we never really got into and it seemed one sided... PrinceCharming: It was, but now I'm changing the rules. Progress already! LonelyGirl: I like it! Game on. So we keeping this PG, PG-13, R, Unrated???

The King let out a chuckle then grabbed a bread knife to throw at the Prince, “You catch really well, Prince. Have you been playing any sports when you were young?” “What do you mean young, Your Highness? I am still young though, am I not? I could pass as your son looking at my appearance,” “But you are older than me, isn’t that right, Prince Valiar?” The Vampire Prince laughed at the King of the Werewolves claim and looked at the terrified young princess beside him.

Wait, is that true? "Just kidding," said the prince out of the blue, his voice warm and gentle, and sat back down without saying anything else about him. Danger alert. The other prince shot up from his seat and contrary to his twin, he didn't bother to put up a smile. "Guren Cairox Samudra, eighteen years old. A prince from the Kingdom of Malecoy—who is older between me and Lazul is none of your business—a member of Sierpenti and the second ranker of this year." He plopped down his spot and shifted his two-colored eyes on me, then gave me a grin so bright and wide.

I challenged him. "Well maybe the evil spirit is actually trying to stop a certain spirit from fooling around!" "Hey, spirit." I said. "On a scale of 1 to 10, how much of a d*ck is PRINCE Ace?" '11' "Who's the ugliest and stupid looking princess in the whole kingdom?" 'R-O-S-E"

"Now, moving on to the third prince; prince Liam. Unlike the other princes whose mother was either the Queen or the royal concubines, the third prince's mother was a maidservant. His mother died after giving birth to the prince. People often say that it was because the third prince did not receive motherly love that is why he is heartless." "People can be really harsh." May commented as that remark didn't sit well with her. "Let me finish explaining." Arin said then she continued. "The Third prince is a very skilled and powerful warrior, he is the best that no other warriors come close. He started attending war at the age of 12, he ruthlessly and viciously killed many people in a wolf like m

he said in a flat and cold voice without even looking at me "You have to hold a certain status in society if you are going to be part of the King family and this is inappropriate because you are dressed like a -" He was so angry for no reason but decided to stop his sentence there, breathing out heavily and mumbling "never mind" under his nose making me even more confused. ''I'm dressed like a what?'' I challenged him, raising an eyebrow, feeling my blood boil in my veins His black eyes pierced and intense, the stare he give me brimming with threat, but I swear I could see a little flame burning in them "You're dressed like a whore, Allyn. A whore looking for someone to fuck tonight" he mumb

the King, having asked for and received a portrait Of this Princess, had it placed in his great hall under a canopy, and sent for Prince Curlicue, to whom he said that as this was the portrait of his future bride, he hoped the Prince found it charming. the Prince after one glance at it turned away with a disdainful air, which greatly offended his father. Am I to understand that you are not pleased?' he said very sharply. 'NO, sire,' replied the Prince, 'How could I be pleased to marry an ugly, lame Princess?' 'Certainly it is becoming in YOU to Object to that,' said King Grumpy, 'since you are ugly enough to frighten anyone yourself.' That is the very reason,' said the Prince, 'that I wish t