The Cruel Prince Jude Novels & Stories

He looked less like a dying beast and more like a king preparing for a crusade. Later that night, the manor was a tomb of silence. Kaelor sat at the heavy oak desk in our shared suite, a glass of amber liquid in one hand and a stack of yellowed ledgers in the other. "You move like a ghost, Aradaa," he said, not looking up. "My men are terrified of you. They’ve started calling you the Viper Prince." "Better than the 'Pretty Sacrifice,'" I muttered. I leaned over the desk to look at the maps of the city. "Any word from the docks?"

And I was all alone with the picture of the boy that looked like Don Julio but wasn't bim. And if people think Don Julio was ruthless then this one was the Prince Of Hell.

She choked on her cereal when Carrie mentioned that Lucian was the only demon. Carrie continued, explaining about kingdoms and princes. "Each genus has an overall leader called a prince or princess, and a special area within the school grounds called their kingdom. Sloan Carson is the princess of the witch kingdom." She mentioned the four princes: Torvin Greywood, the werewolf prince; Adrian Quill, the mage prince; Vyr Machiavelli, the vampire prince; and Lucian Umbra, the demon prince. Zeda couldn't help but chuckle at Carrie's dreamy expression as she called them "hot." "Did you need to add 'hot' while naming the princes?"

If I did, they would catch us. “Keep moving!” I shouted, turning to glance at him. His face was pale, covered in sweat, his eyes wide with fear. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be. Kings weren’t supposed to look like this. But he was not a god, after all. And people broke under pressure. “John, I—” His words were cut off by a violent cough. I could tell he was struggling, but there was no time for sympathy. We had to get out. Fast.

The intensity of his stares was holding and also, she might not suppress herself and run on his arms to feel his warm against her. “Why have ye let this ugly savage touches my horses?” Prince Jion hissed directed towards the other prince. “She got a name, brother.” The gentle prince frowned at the rudeness of his younger brother. “I had ye tolerated during that particular meal but I wont let thee insult my own princess.” Jion sarcastically laughed while throwing a disgusting look on the silent tribe princess. “Your princess? Oh I am not surprised that ye have been bewitch by this ugly animal. After all, she came from the tribe of worthless people—”

Prince yelled as she said the name Natasha, and weird, the metal cage shattered into pieces as Prince's lock melted. Prince walked magnificently to where Natasha lay, laid on her, and poured new life into her. As he straightened up, the blood on the floor was absorbed back into Princess's system. She could restore her strength. Natasha was urged by Prince to go back into her room right now. His Majesty Bright Budu rose to his feet and yelled at the top of his lungs, "Arrest Prince!" The mountain collapsed as Prince smirked and slammed the ground with his right hand. As Prince plunged into it, a large hole appeared in front of him.

He trailed off. None of this made sense anymore. Suddenly, Issac wished he was paired with a normal prince. This was not acceptable! He was walking on eggshells around the cruel prince, afraid to piss him, and met his demise. This was a fate worse than death! Prince Aldric tilted his head and smirked wickedly, "Aren't you going to rescue your prince?" "Huh? But the king… " Issac gulped down a lump in his throat. He could feel it, the cruel prince was up to one of his games again and he was going to drag him into it.

Two years have passed after Henzie gave birth to her first son, now Zee has also started to grow because her growth is very fast, exceeding vampire babies in general, but her growth will stop at a certain time. Now the little prince is playing with his aunty and uncle in the back garden, Zee the crown prince of Lord Kevin, the leader of the Lioncourt Clan who is now 10 years old, so that's how they felt because they found the little prince had grown that big.

"So, you're telling us you're a wolf in sheep's clothing? You can use any method to get what you want, right? Is this how you are going to be King if given a chance? A villain King who will oppress the people of Andorra to get what you want, right? As long as the end justifies the means?" "Huh!" The people were appalled again. "These are indeed the early signs of such a king!" "He will stoop so low to get whatever he wants." "We can't have a king like this." "People of Andorra!" The Prince spoke loftily, "do not not be misled by such a man. He is vile and dispicable. And it will be a pity for my Princess to marry this deutch. I can promise you a better future. I the Prince-" "Have done more

Jude mumbled something but I was unable to make out what he was saying, so I asked again. " What did you say?" Jude sighed sat straight and started again," I am saying, that Dame is not a name it's a title like a knight and Grand Prince." " Ohh... Wait about that why did he refer to you by Grand Prince, I mean are you a royalty or something? You sure do act like a princess... Wait that coronation you were talking about were you talking about your coronation?!" I stared at Jude questioningly as I waited for him to reply but he just continued to stare at me silently.