The Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

Hattie's POV. There were four tales of the mad prince. One of them was, he wasn't human, but a demon. The second was, he married a wife before, but killed her in her sleep for defiling his orders. The third was he punishes his offenders in the most brutal ways and the last was, the mad prince was actually mad. I didn't know how true all these tales were, but I still didn't want to have anything to do with him. "Did you hear what I said?" he asked gruffly.

I jumped and was quick to dart to the bathroom in order to smell nice. Not for him but to maintain the dignity of being a girl? However, my mood lightened when I heard Jonathan laugh with Caitlyn. “Th-thank you, Prince…” Caitlyn’s tearful voice rendered me speechless. “Nevermind. It was my fault to start with.” He answered and I wondered was it really his fault? Everyone is aware of the wrath of King Alexander. In fact I thought Sebastian was a potential King. But shouldn’t a King fight against injustice? Or he is merely scared to lose his chance of being one by going against the King, himself?

The rain trickled down my face but I ignored it. “A thousand years ago, the current king was cursed to suffer and cause damnation upon his people. The ruling line carried the curse and as a consequence, all of his children carried the curse, but only the crown prince would pass it on to his children. I was born with the curse. My father and his brother, Brum’s father also carried the curse. The pack was enslaved. They worked so hard for just little food. Many starved for years. My father would beat them to submission and he killed whoever he wanted when he wanted. But my mother and us got the worst of it. He tore my mother apart, beat her and... tortured her every single day until he finally

"Princess Helen, I know she's your friend, but dear cousin, you should be wary of others, especially the Crown Prince. Avoid getting too close to him. Alice, I'm serious." Alicia nodded in response to Dimitri's repeated warning. The Crown Prince was, in fact, the true king of Coulson. He was a cruel man who knew how to use his strength, power, and influence. He satiated his desires by trampling those who dared to defy his authority. Nobles feared him and dared not defy him over time.

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?

The Crown Prince frowns, reaching for his glass. As he does, the servant behind him – a tall man, too well-built for a server – draws a stiletto blade from his sleeve. I gasp, skittering back a little even as one of my hands reaches out for the prince. But there’s nothing I can do as the servant draws the blade raw across the Crown Prince’s throat. The Prince’s eyes go wide as blood spills down his front, his hand falling away from the cup, as he gasps and slumps forward.

"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.

Then, not sparing a second more on it, the man lowered his head and looked ahead, where he could see from the inside some statues standing in the middle of the road. But, these statues were not originally statues. Because they were the villagers of the Wheat Village! As to why they have turned into statues… It was due to the princess of the kingdom of Elhasa, named Alf, having frozen the entire kingdom, including its people. Which is ironic since the princess is loved by all, yet she did this to them. Well, although it was unintentionally since the princess was overcome with grief one after another… and the cause of this was him.

The men were looking at them with eyes full of lust . Amrit dropped her on the platform. A man in late twenties came forward. “ Our beautiful princess is here. Be ready to pay for your brother's sin.” He traced his hand from her forehead till cheeks and pinched her cheeks harshly. He started laughing but his laugh was short-lived due to the loud sound of the gunfire.

The guy stepped back even further, moved away from the big man who began to howl to the free space of the yard. Cybor breathed out - the boy attacked first? And in fact, why is he called the damned prince, is it really only because his father deprived him of his inheritance and title? The Ditra soldiers abruptly stopped laughing, and the sound of blades being drawn from their scabbards was heard from all sides. Nine against one? - In vain you did it, puppy! Now we won't release it whole.