The Cruel Prince Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The hall went silent again, but this time the silence was different. It wasn’t shock at scandal. It was shock at permission. Shock that the Crown Prince, future king, was not acting like a jealous fool. Shock that he wasn’t letting Ivana’s narrative control him anymore. Aldrich’s face tightened. He looked slighted.

“Yes. You were the daughter of the Royal Pack’s Beta—beautiful and beloved. You were waiting for your fated mate, and because you rejected the Alpha Prince’s advances, he forced himself on you.” A vivid memory slammed into Jackie. The prince’s cruel hands grabbing her by the hair, shoving her onto the bed. She had cried and pleaded for him to stop. He slapped her, ripped her clothes and undergarments. A tear rolled down her cheek as she remembered the sharp pain of him forcing himself into her—stealing the virginity she had been saving for her mate. The physical agony of feeling him moving faster and deeper without mercy ignoring her tears, covering her mouth to muff her screams. The emotion

"Don't mind him. I have warned you not to tell me such scary and sad stories anymore. That's how life works darling. I wish that I could explain to you what I mean by this, but I will leave it till you're older." "What about Iza then? Iza and Dave?" The first man looked at the second man before answering, "We don't know what later happened to them." "And Aldridge? I think he should have helped the king but he didn't. But I understand, he needed to save his beloved. Love is such a scary thing. At least the evil one died. That's the key." The men chuckled and stood up, wrapping her in a blanket. "Sleep well, Princess. We will see you tomorrow morning."

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

Damien rolled his eyes at the aggressive prince " we've been friends since we were children Eric, you should know your harsh remarks don't work on me" The prince glared at his protector " you want me to kill you before you'll keep quite?!" Damien smiled at the Threat " you are only saying that. Now tell me what really happened " The price they're asking for a couple of seconds with a scornful look then he drowned another cup of alcohol and his expression relaxed considerably " my father wants me to use my soulmate as a sex toy"

And when he aired out his deep voice in question, it was as though he spoke into her soul. Carolyn... He had called her name with that voice and she had turned into jelly blushing solely like a fool, and now, he was in her dreams, looking as hot as ever in those black outfits. He really is a prince. Do all princes look this good? She hadn't been the type to get flustered by good looks and a 'sexy as hell' strong build because she had never had a choice in her life, but the moment she saw him, all of her principles were completely revoked. He stripped her of her senses and principles as though they weren't there in the first place.

He was still kowtowing her while flattering a bit in the hope of her stone heart melted a bit. “Oh! So the rumor is true! Hahaha… Goblin Prince plucked the immature fruit which was meant to give to the crown prince. Let’s go. Let me have a look at this daring weird prince. It’s getting fun nowadays around the Eladrin Court.” She cheered like a little girl who got a new toy to play with. She hurried to the prison where Azalias was having his worst nightmare of his life. ==========

the Mask Princess added. Clenching his fist, he quickly charged at the Mask Princess. She simply allowed him to catch her, but he kicked her in the stomach and she stumbled, leaning heavily on a large tree. She felt the pain, but refused to cry out. He approached her, grabbing her by the neck, making it hard for her to breathe. The Crown Prince's eyes burned with anger as he stared at her, but there was also a touch of sorrow that she couldn't comprehend. Despite having difficulty breathing, she grinned at him. “Would you dirty your hands, Your Highness?” The Crown Prince's look grew even more intense. “If it's all because of you, then why not?”

She said and I frowned. “What do you mean?” I asked and she gestured for me to listen. “When the lycans find their mate, they will mark them with their scent. As you mentioned he rubbed your neck, it’s their primal behavior. They are proud breed and wouldn’t show their feelings to anyone except their mates. I believe that Prince felt helpless and sadness from quiet a long time and he vented it out on you. That is what makes them ruthless and a bit scary. Since he is the pure descendent, he will tend to be fiercer. That is why the common education helped back then.” She explained and I was shocked.

Turning around he looked at the young lady with his red eyes piercing a hole inside her body. She trembled under his gaze, not knowing what he was going to do next. "Y-your h-highness... I'll take my leave n-Now" Clutching on the edge of her dress she bit her lips, trying to contain her tears. The prince shook his head as he darkly chuckled seeing the woman being miserable under his gaze. "Why would you leave now? Huh. Let's have some fun" Her eyes widened upon hearing his shameless words. "N-no. Let me go" She plead, but Elijah didn't care much about her all he wanted is satisfy his needs. He pushed her body on the mattress... and the night went by with the room was filled with screams, moa