Novel & Cerita The Cruel Prince Spicy Chapters

My core became extremely wet from his teasing. Javier’s index finger and thumb buttoned my nipples which became hard through the silver dress material. He drew it a little bit down and that was all it took to make them spill to his gaze. Lust occupied his eyes as he held me in place, suckling them like they were his damn world. Goodness... this prince was my dirty pleasure. “Can I?”

Another spray of blood confirmed another kill. “Ahi Roar!” the prince yelled, livid from losing two Agile followers. He clenched his fists, and sent punch after punch of draconic energy towards Zephyr. The attack did not get far though, it got cut down by Zephyr no sooner had they left his hands. “Damn it! Damn you! Damn everything!” the prince cried, once again preparing for another attack.

Thus while they find the prince amiable in all manner they do not believe he garners any respect as a person. Being a constant companion of the prince over the years, Lan Xin is well versed in reading the prince's action thus never taking offense in the prince's behavior. While his comments may be brash and rude he doesn't mean any harm merely playful flirting and teasing. he was never hurtful towards another. So despite the scandalous looks thrown his way Xin simply smiled indulgently and listened to the prince's complaints of the royal tutor.

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

“My spirit will not waver. I will endure, and I will rise.” The Alpha’s lips curl into a cruel smile, his eyes filled with malicious triumph. “Oh, dear prince,” he sneers, his voice laced with a venomous edge. “You think your spirit can withstand the torment? Perhaps I should show you just how fragile it truly is.” He takes a step closer, his presence suffocating, his words a whispered threat. “Your kingdom, your pack, and yes, even your precious Princess Golder,” he taunts, relishing in his power to inflict pain. “They will all be mine. I will tear down everything you hold dear, piece by piece, until there is nothing left but ashes and despair.”

"Who said this would be easy? The queen was clearly pleased with him yesterday, and today he's dead. He didn't even last twenty-four hours. She's so brutal—how are we supposed to win her over?" "It's impossible. We'll never make it back home. We might as well wait here to die!" Only I remained as calm as before, replaying everything that had happened the day before. The company had organized an overseas trip. Then the plane crashed. When we opened our eyes again, we had all transmigrated into a novel as challengers. Our target was the story's female lead—the Queen Rara McKayla. She ruled the world, peerlessly beautiful, yet notoriously mercurial. History recorded countless examples of her cr

A desperate whine bubbled up my throat, but I swallowed it, my chest heaving as I fought for control. “Is it too much for you, Princess?” Caspian chuckled darkly against my skin, clearly enjoying the torture, but he didn't stop his assault until he moved lower, parting my thighs and burying his face directly between my legs. “I have just one more thing.” The moment his hot tongue licked firmly across my swollen, dripping core, I absolutely lost it.

Ashar hesitated, his eyes narrowing. Darina tilted her head, her voice low and sultry. “What’s wrong? Doubting my skills? Why do you think the prince is ready to give up his throne for me? Come on… I’m waiting to taste your big c*ck.” She licked her lips seducevly. His breathing quickened, but doubt lingered.

You shouldn't love me I will stay the same I will be the jerk for you I will be the bastard I will be the third wheel, the villain That always guard you That always accompany you That always love you Till I turn to dust. Welcome to the journey of our demon Prince. This is not a story about lust or hatred or toxic relationship. This is a story about love. A love from an abominantion to the human maiden. A love from brother to his little brother. __________________ A spoiler for the next chapters... ~Aphrodite's P.O.V.~

He gritted his teeth and glared dangerously at me. "Today, that tutor came into my office and slammed his test paper in my face. Mr Prince didn't bother to attempt even a single question in a paper. What a disgrace? Yesterday, he burned her and she made a complaint for the same. How long will I keep it? Either, I will kill him or her. She already knows that we are no ordinary human. We are demons of hell!!!" Father was disappointed and that human was the reason. How dare she make complaints to him? I will not spare her this time. She had crossed all the limits.