The Cruel Prince Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

Prince paced around his room with Elaris, his seer lover, seated there with him… “I had Damein, like you saw.. I was going to kill him.. then..” he paused, turning to her, the craze and frustration in his eyes.. “…then she came.. she- s-she… Fuck!!” Prince threw a wolf hand across the desk scattering glasses and mugs as they broke on the floor. “Fuck!!” He roared out, his tone tinged with …

prince opened his eyes wide and asked prince : what you are doing here aryan : its my room prince : what aryan : yeah you heard right it's my room prince : then where is my cutie aryan : in her bed he seen inside iam laughing like a crazy fellow by looking them prince : why she is in your room aryan : this room belongs to both of us prince : seriously aryan : very seriously prince : great aryan : thank you prince : do you think iam praising aryan : ofcourse these both fellows are really fools me : stop it both of you prince go back to your room prince : no baby aryan : iam not allowing you to be with my sister prince : why aryan : you made her cry prince : I cried two years for her ar

"It's not enough that the descendants of this cruel woman also love to kill anyone, he also killed two previous wives before you. I think you are still safe until now, because he intended to kill you without getting his own hands dirty." Amanda bit her lip. ‘The Black Prince is indeed cruel, even ordering his servants to torture me,’ she thought. A flash of laughter from the Black Prince suddenly came to Amanda's memory, but somehow when she was alone with him, he looked more lonely than cruel. "Is it true that he is so cruel?"

All the drunkenness left my body as I dashed towards them and yanked her away making the prince stand up with anger . “…dont forget your place , how dare you yank my meat for the night she came to me first and brought herself everyone saw it it was it you that brought her to this place as a gift ? I must confess your taste is exquisite. We can share , if you’re down for a time of your life…” …and before he finished speaking . I gave the crown prince a deadly, bloody blow to his face.

better to face the crime of entering his room without permission than ignoring his ‘request’ and actually getting my head chopped off. ‘No one is chopping anyone’s head off.’ I feel my wolf roll her eyes but I ignore her. She has no idea what she is talking about, I mean neither do it but at least I live out here. ‘The prince is too handsome to be evil. I’m sure all the terrible things they say about him are all lies.’ I barely hold back my gasp from coming out. I asked her when we started thinking of him that way. ‘You’re the one that swore off men, not me. And the prince is just a perfect replacement for that weak Jake.’ This time, I rolled my eyes. She has never liked Jake, I guess I shou

growled the seemingly embittered Alain. Casimir Lennox Aldrich Duchene, the heir apparent and charming noble, eldest son of Alana Duchene and the late Sebastian Duchene, was the golden prince as it were of the family and often quite mischievous. He'd been only two years older than his baby brother Alain but a troublemaker from the very beginning. His teacher believed him to be a terror for years but respected his status as the son of a prominent figure in politics. He was known for wild and crazed stunts such as this and events that got his younger brother caught in the crossfire. As charming as he was seductive, the tall handsome blond lad attracted attention from women of all ages but bedd

He asked " Beat me with both but after I bandage your Injury, It's my duty as a small healer to save the Prince of the Barbarian kingdom! And I am not scared of death " I looked straight into his eyes! I knew he is a Cruel prince, Elizabella told me a lot about him and how he choked her to death! He seemed Pissed, clearly Angry! He hold my hair and pulled me by them. It was painful still I am used to it

Feeling calm, I make my way out of the bathroom and take out my phone, but I stop hearing the voice that makes my heart skip a bit. I look up to look into the eyes of my soulmate. "The prince asked me to stay behind with you. I-" he says, but doesn’t get to finish as I take long strides to him and throw myself in his arms. "I was so scared, Kyros. I was so scared they were going to hurt you." . . .............. Stefania ..............

He was reacting like something had been touched that he had not given anyone permission to touch. That realization shifted the room again. Kael looked away from Elara first this time, but not quickly enough. The Alpha stepped closer. “You are not in control of this situation.” Kael’s mouth tightened. “Apparently, no one is.” The words landed too hard. Too honest. For a moment, even the Alpha said nothing. Elara’s pulse beat painfully in her throat. She wanted to disappear so badly it hurt. She wanted the floor to open, the lights to dim, the room to forget her again. Anything would have been better than standing between a prince and an Alpha while the entire pack watched the cracks spread.

"You probably took pleasure in the humiliation." "I have already explained myself." "Yeah, right," I say, rolling my eyes at him. Before I can blink, his hand closes around my arm, pulling me flush against his chest. Even with anger radiating off him in waves, my traitorous body melts into his, the mate bond snapping into place like a lock finding its key. "Did you fucking roll your eyes at me? The crown prince?" he barks, his fury a tangible thing between us. I square my shoulders and meet his blazing gaze. "I did, Crown Prince Knox. What are you going to do about it?"