The Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

Niccolo asked. "You can still be a prince, but you don't have a good heart. It's better to be a prince with a good heart than having a cruel heart. Do you want to be a prince with a cruel heart, huh?" She asked. He rolled his eyes. "Of course not. I don't want to be a prince with cruel heart. It'll make me ugly. A prince becomes more handsome if he has a good heart. Do you agree with me?" Niccolo said, smiling.

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?"

His fingers enveloped the sangria grip firmly, revealing only the periwinkle pommel. "No, no, please, Your Grace. I have three hungry mouths to feed. Please don't kill me. I beg you." The guard begged, his sweat-soaked body trembling like someone drenched from head to toe and left to freeze in the biting cold of winter. After all, everyone knew how short-tempered the second prince of Aldous was. The prince was indeed angry, but he was logical enough to know the man before him was not the one to bear the fault. "Get lost!" He spoke in a booming voice that echoed through the hall.

a soldier reports, pointing at a young man in the line of kneeling suspects. The Prince is already shaking. "Ademon promised that he would help me become the Alpha of our pack instead of my fraternal twin. I am sorry for becoming his fool. I beg for your mercy, your Majesties. I would rather you turn me into your slave than kill me," the traitorous prince cries even before he is tortured. "You have proved that you were always the evil twin. The sin of siding with the witches cannot be forgiven," Alcott states. "We shall grant you the mercy of a quick death. Beheading rather than burning."

Strangely enough, I felt more secure inside the cell away from these men. "What is your name?" Prince had his hands tied behind his back when he ordered me to answer him. "Cordelia Gabriel!" I slowly lowered my eyes away from the prince and uttered under my breath. "And you thought you could perform a ritual, practice magic under our nose to destroy our pack?" Prince Conrad didn't sound angry or anything, he was just observing my face. "I want---," As I began to speak, Kruz came from the side and grasped my hair in a tight fist, yanking them so hard that a loud shrill escaped my lips.

Wendy said "A leech? Was the unborn child a leech as well? You mean to say your son's offspring is a leech? When Camilla spoke to us that faithful day about the girl our son loves, I made a thorough research and it turns out she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen... Your son's heart chose someone so special and what did you do? You just showed how heartless a humble person can be when he or she acquired wealth." Edmund said angrily "I.. I.. did it for our son" Wendy said stammering

"How can the heir be with his foster sister? That's disgusting!" "On his father's birthday, no less–what kind of family is this?" "He doesn't even spare his own sister? Shameless." The crowd spoke without restraint, their eyes full of contempt and disgust as they looked at Jordan and Valerie. Mr. Sutton's face turned ashen with anger, and he began coughing violently. Jordan shot to his feet. He rushed toward the screen, trying to shut it off, but froze when the next video started playing.

I said with a smirk, and it looked like he saw it. “Is that why you constantly live on it?” The prince wrinkled his nose before he walked inside the room. I scoffed and followed him. He thought I was too beneath him and his stately attitude was not helping him, at all. Soon.... Soon this would all end. As soon as we walked in, Thalia Red’s father stormed towards the prince, his face twisted in anger. His eyes glowed like the twin embers of hell. “For this, I will have your crown and your head,” he growled, his claws growing out. O, this was good. The drama. I had always loved drama.

I Screamed " Miss, watch your words you might get yourself killed if the prince hears you" The voice wispered as I grew more irritated than i did before!! " So the lunatic that kidnapped me is a prince?" I scoffed "Prince of what?, Imbeciles?" I chuckled as I heard a soft voice outside " Sire am sorry I couldn't keep her under control" The voice cried as I heard the door click open and the lunatic prince came in He stood next to the door starring at me "Look, if your gonna kill me then do it quick!!, Starvation isnt a good way to kill someone you know!"

Tian Sen’s actions enraged the second prince; it was crystal clear that what Tian Sen had done was entirely intentional. “Ho? That’s really interesting—I like it… Does the prince still want to send people after me?” Tian Sen asked, fixing the second prince with a cruel glare. Tian Sen’s devilish smile and the brutality with which he stomped on the young man’s head and chest made it clear that he was unlike most people. If anyone dared to hurt him or even take the opportunity to oppose him, he would show them what true cruelty really was.