The Cruel Prince Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her tears kept falling like a southwest monsoon rain on her wet cheeks. “Are you dumb? I am talking to you!” the prince angrily shouted as his pitch raised higher for emphasis. Without warning, he pulled her left hand to face him. That caused the blue pail to fall again when she already gathered it in her hands. “You better watch your steps! Wake up dreamy girl,” brawled the prince as he forcefully grabbed her shoulders. “How dare you to snob me! You are not that pretty strange girl. Will you answer me?” he angrily commanded. His choleric behavior overwhelmed him.

He found the prince’s behavior to be well over-dramatic as it reminded him greatly of how his brother used to act when things would go astray. “Well it’s not my fault you get your kicks by branding your girls,” he muttered. The veins on the side of the prince’s head became protruded as his anger rose. “You need to fix this!” he shouted. Something dark started to pull within Cruz. He snapped his gaze over to the prince and slowly rose from behind his desk. His voice grew low in his throat. His tone was filled with lethal venom. “I don’t need to do anything. My days of taking orders from others are over. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m the only reason why you’re still in the running to become

These guys couldn’t be any more foolish. “You want to know what my crime is? I fed a man his eyeballs for bumping into me so he can watch how I cut him open from the inside with my blade. Do you want that as well?” Viex couldn’t tell if the PRINCE was lying or not. He sincerely hopes that he was lying because he was getting terrified himself. “No no! I’m sorry. I won’t bother you again! Don’t touch my eyes!” The big guy named Finn sounded like he was really in pain. What is the prince doing?

"I'm not really a nice person, and time is ticking. You'd better be smart about things, or I'll make you. You remember how pained you were just seconds ago, don't you? Do you want to try it again?" The prince's lips trembled as all its muscles shuddered in his fear. Thinking about the pain, it could not stop itself. That pain caused it to lose control, and the prince even felt like it was worse than being thrown into boiling oil. Its hands trembled as it lowered its head and said, "I don't know anything!" Fane laughed, kneeling next to it as he then said, "Do you think I'll believe you? You're the thirteenth prince. You're a noble that's high up in your society. No one will believe you if yo

prince:- I want to hug my beautiful prince, not by male, I don't have a thing for male and when if I am with a girl don't you think it romantic rather than a male. prince also stand at his feet. but he makes blue soul angry blue soul:- Sorry for the disappointment master, I am not able to let you fuck me. prince:- I am joking I love you, you are my friend and lifesaver, after all, I want to explore this world. blue soul:- maybe I spoil you more than enough master, you are an idiot. it transforms back into an owl. prince:- I... owl:- before you say something master I want to tell you something

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.

Liam said in excitement and it made the prince growl. "Let me prove it then."The prince said as the corner of his lips curved into a mischievous smile. The prince trapped the poor girl between the wall and him, he pinned her hands above her head and buried his face in her neck, sucking on his mark. The prince sucked on her neck so hard, it was a mixture of pain and pleasure, so perfect. "Ace...I want you."She said in a whisper, grinding her hips on his hard manhood. "Spoiled brat."The prince tore her dress, making sure that he didn't harm her in the process.

"You have the reputation of being a man who doesn’t trust people easily, be close off with the general public, which could mean you're cruel." She leaned further, taking in the features of his face, the pores of his skin too visible and radiant under the light. "But, you're not cruel," Celina said with complete confidence. "Your smile and your eyes are far too kind for that." The Prince choked on the air, “Yeah?” Celina nodded her head, leaning back. Silence blanketed the room, making her skin prickle as she pinched her eyes shut. The sound of their ragged breaths echoed in the room until the Prince spoke.

he said, and then with hurried steps, without looking back, he walked away, leaving her all alone. Meanwhile, the girl smelled the handkerchief and caressed the initials on it, CGJ, she sighed with illusion, she never thought she knew a walking prince as they were described in the children's stories told by her mother, she sighed with illusion, but immediately an intense headache came over her, an intense headache that followed her until she lost consciousness again, plunging her into the deepest darkness, to the same place she often went, not wanting to come out, but wanting to stay there forever, where she felt no pain, neither physical nor mental.

I whispered. A few moments later, a notification popped up on my phone. A new post from Serena. The picture was of a room blanketed in jewels—rubies, sapphires, emeralds, piled up like small mountains. The caption read: 【Just said I was in a bad mood, and he sent all this. So dramatic! Good morning, my Prince of the Night. 】 The comments were a flood of envious praise. I put my phone down. I couldn't produce a single tear.