The Cruel Prince Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I’ve only come to pay my respects.” “In… in this manner?!” She yells, face rumpled in disgust as she takes in his appearance. “You’re barely dressed. You barged in here with whores and you reek of alcohol! Why on earth do you keep tainting the royal family’s name?! Don't you have any respect for the king or the crown prince?!” There’s pleading and desperation in her voice, emotions I think are enough to make the drunken prince feel remorseful but instead, he laughs.

"Sorry, I can't give respect to those who don't know how to give it back." "You fuc--" Right before Princess Celine could even say another word, the halls became busy. Everyone gave their respects to the prince who walked in their direction. The prince quickly gave his greetings with a blank expression on his face. He's looking very unimpressed and uninterested. But he saw the table where the three princesses were. He could see how Seri's nostrils were still flared; it looked like it was from anger. And Princess Celine, looking like she just got scammed, stood beside her, fuming with hatred. He knew instantly what he had to do to at least entertain himself that morning.

It was here last night when I was reading. "Which one?" He tusked at the thrown cushions and started picking them up. Pushing my fallen hair at the back, I moved to the LED panel and crunched down to check the drawers. "The Cruel Prince. I was on a plot twist. Jude had killed a royal fiery. She was so badass. She hid his body and she will be in a big trouble because you see she's the mortal among fairies and that's not good. Fairies are immortal—"

“This is very bad form, Prince Aolis. You don’t just leave your bride at the alter because a practically naked woman comes running in.” The room goes dark around us and I grab the front of his shirt. “Speak of my mate like that again, Lord Elas, and you will see why I’m called Aolis Stormbringer.” I hold his gaze for a moment, letting the fire of my words shine in my eyes. “And if you think so little of me that I would leave your daughter just because a random woman came running into the wedding, then you don’t know me at all.” I watch as he gets control over his emotions. “My apologies, Prince Aolis. This is all very shocking.”

“ come on in “ prince stiles urged her in a fool voice, she looked at her prince Alden to save her and only met his eyes. Smiling wickedly after bolting the door, prince stiles looked at princess Amelia with through hatred in his eyes. Princess Amelia knowing that she was in trouble beganw beginning him, while the prince calmly approached princess Amelia , and gripped her beautiful chin. “did you see how the son of a bitch insulted me, all because of you uhhh” he said as he gripped her chin harder making sure his claws were biting through it. Shivering with pain princess Amelia, begged for mercy but that seemed to make prince stiles more furious. After a couple minutes of griping of princess

He realised with a cruel sense of irony, how her form crumpled like that of the towels outside the room. The rage visibly came to the surface of Master Chaitav's, the Peacock Prince's, face. His erect and hard member was still very clearly out of his trousers. The Prince's face became so red with equal parts rage, and equal parts embarrassment... and partial fear from getting caught that his face now was so red and purple, that contrasted horrifically, and oddly with the blue and green of his hair, "That servant was tending MY needs." He spat at the bold and younger tawny Prince. Behind the curtain of Prince Fenn's mottled wings, the blue-hued servant girl curled into a fetal position. Her w

♡VIRANICA POV♡ how can my prince be like this no he is not at all my prince he is fake all the time he enjoyed with girls being around me how can he play with my emotions I believed him I loved him I cared for him how can he cheat on me how can he lie he is fake he is fake sobb mom he is not good mom he is bad mom sobbb the prince I loved is not him he is not good person he is not the man I dreamed about

Then he chuckled as he pointed his sword at her. Bella looked at the sword with fear in her eyes. She didn’t want to die. She didn’t want to be killed by such a cruel person. “Humph. You stupid trash!” shouted Crown Prince. Just as he swung his sword into the air, something flickered in his heart. Something sad and painful. He grunted at the aching pain. He dropped his sword. His sword landed on the ground with a clinked and clacked. “What’s-What’s wrong?” asked Braum. He ran to Crown Prince, trying to aid him back up.

Her fingers mischievously grazed Erwin's face. "Ah, you must be the Bloodthirsty Prince, Prince Erwin. I have heard many tales about your good looks, but oh my prince, that tale does not do you justice. They say you are the most beautiful human, but that is wrong. You are still the most beautiful even if the gods are beside you. How could you? All the men in the world would be jealous of your good looks. All the women would want to fuck you." "I need your help."

"Theodore? You look so handsome" Elena gushed over him as she looked him up and down. "I also want to be a demon too, you look even better than me" Fife whined. "Of course the prince would look better than you, he is a demon prince from a royal bloodline" Gad scoffed. "I don't remember addressing you" Fife sneered at him. "Enough, you two. Stop arguing" Theodore told the both of them. "I am sorry my prince" Gad apologized.