Romans & histoires The Cruel Prince Age Rating

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

“Two escape attempts and you haven't learned. Kaanadan glared at him grimly. I really appreciate that look not on me, but on my dad. “Well, four years of lying to you and I haven't seen any stern action. My father gives a wry smile. I am repulsed to see such a resemblance that I drew from a monster. “You think so. I can take care of Celeste easier than you can. I glared at him. — Oh sure! Leaving me unconscious? Leaving me all bruised up with your slaps or seeing my consequence being dumped on innocents? - I almost scream. My father turns his face to me. “You deserved it. "Did I deserve it?" My tone rose. Something in me always wakes up when I see my father's cruelty. Something I never thoug

Wendy said "A leech? Was the unborn child a leech as well? You mean to say your son's offspring is a leech? When Camilla spoke to us that faithful day about the girl our son loves, I made a thorough research and it turns out she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen... Your son's heart chose someone so special and what did you do? You just showed how heartless a humble person can be when he or she acquired wealth." Edmund said angrily "I.. I.. did it for our son" Wendy said stammering

The rain trickled down my face but I ignored it. “A thousand years ago, the current king was cursed to suffer and cause damnation upon his people. The ruling line carried the curse and as a consequence, all of his children carried the curse, but only the crown prince would pass it on to his children. I was born with the curse. My father and his brother, Brum’s father also carried the curse. The pack was enslaved. They worked so hard for just little food. Many starved for years. My father would beat them to submission and he killed whoever he wanted when he wanted. But my mother and us got the worst of it. He tore my mother apart, beat her and... tortured her every single day until he finally

"It's a type of computer. Now don't go confusing it with the Scottish dirk. They're similar in shape, but a tab is "Can you please stop corrupting my son?" Trisha sighed. Jace shrugged and put the blade away. "He's going to learn eventually." "Yes, but he's only four years old. Maybe wait until he's out of diapers to start giving him these stupid lessons." "Hey Trisha," Allen called. "Can you come here and talk to the clerk for a second?"

The men were looking at them with eyes full of lust . Amrit dropped her on the platform. A man in late twenties came forward. “ Our beautiful princess is here. Be ready to pay for your brother's sin.” He traced his hand from her forehead till cheeks and pinched her cheeks harshly. He started laughing but his laugh was short-lived due to the loud sound of the gunfire.

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?

Lily smiled, patting the boy's head lightly: "You're still young, don't think nonsense." Venn patted his head: “For the human world, I'm young, but the wolf world is different. I'm 18 years old already. Also considered mature.” "18 years old?" Lily stared at the boy who was just as tall as her shoulder. "Yes." Ven nodded. "I don't believe it. You're eighteen, so how old is Prince Elias?" Emily was dumbfounded. Did she fall in love with an old man? Venn put his hand on his chin thinking, "Probably only 100 years old."

he amusedly mumble, sounding more of a whining. "Really, Fergus?" Tadeo exclaimed, unamused of the man. But the King just glared at him. "I know a lot of nobles, Ahrah" he tried to convince the girl, ignoring the angry growls from the Alphas. If only Narrah turns to her father, she would see his hopeful face. "I'm fine with Alpha Kieran, my King. He is handsome. I only want my Prince Alpha Beast" she politely declines with a sweet smile.