Novel & Cerita The Cruel Prince Spicy Chapters

I sucked my breath and before I could say anything, he added, "And give me a sweet smile." I'm not afraid of him but I have to follow because if not, a tons of she-wolves will attack me. I don't want to repeat what happened the other day so I have no choice but to try to smile as I say, "Well, I'm craving for bread that made of rights and freedom with a leave me alone flavored filling inside. Can you order something like that for me, Prince Adam?"

ling of legs. I breathed hard, in and out in anticipation and in the peace and quiet of the entire place, I was afraid someone would hear me breathing so loud. Everyone was waiting in anticipation for them to start. I was sure everyone was as tensed as I was as we waited. Both men stood opposite of each other and just stared. I could see the tension roll off the both of them. I was praying silently before I knew it again. Please... Both men stalked closer to each other and at once, they rushed at each other. Prince Zachary delivered a blow straight to Prince Tybalt's nose. The sound of bones cracking claimed the air and everyone gasped in shock. Prince Tybalt was incapacitated for a moment a

“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.

Chapter 4: Queen of Eternal Flames The grand hall of the Abyss palace pulsed with lingering energy from the victory celebration, the air thick with the scent of sulfur, sex, and triumph. I lay sprawled across the raised obsidian platform where my princes had claimed me before the entire court, my voluptuous body a glistening, quivering testament to hours of unrestrained demonic passion. Thick ropes of their infernal cum leaked slowly from my thoroughly stretched pussy and ass, coating my plush thighs and pooling beneath me on the dark stone. My heavy breasts heaved with each labored breath, the full globes marked with bites, hickeys, and the imprints of clawed hands. My soft belly quivered,

It was hell spicy and toxic. What the hell she feed me? My mouth and throat started burning with the spice instantly. She started smiling looking at my face. I got her point now. I couldn't spit the food out, so swallowed it, unfortunately. I tried to say something but Before I could she feed me another bite with that poisonous rice and it just increased my anger and irritation. What the hell Abhishree? She started laughing looking at me again. How the hell she could do that? She needed to learn to behave well with the Prince now.

Contents Prologue: The beginning Chapter 1: Messing with Mr grumpy Chapter 2: Payback gone wrong Chapter 3: The unexpected bombshell Chapter 4: A whole lot of crazy Chapter 5: Didn't they tell you that new york bitches are savages Chapter 6: Girlfriend troubles Chapter 7: A little surprise Chapter 8: His one mad night stand Chapter 9: Messing with you Chapter 10: Not so fun beach trip Chapter 11: Definitely not my type Chapter 12: The prank Chapter 13: Payback Chapter 14: I thought i warned you Chapter 15: Drunk and driven Chapter 16: Morning after horny pills Chapter 17: His jealous side Chapter 18: Spin the bottle Chapter 19: Playing pretend

I whispered. A few moments later, a notification popped up on my phone. A new post from Serena. The picture was of a room blanketed in jewels—rubies, sapphires, emeralds, piled up like small mountains. The caption read: 【Just said I was in a bad mood, and he sent all this. So dramatic! Good morning, my Prince of the Night. 】 The comments were a flood of envious praise. I put my phone down. I couldn't produce a single tear.

He releases her and she steps back, her flesh fighting to knit itself together. He beckons the next female forward and tastes her. I avert my eyes from the repulsive process and watch with dread as the line of females dwindle progressively until I am the last female. “Come.” The prince says and looking into those eyes, I force my legs to cross the distance to him, force my knees to stand strong so I don’t wilt to the ground screaming in protest. He takes my hand, those blue eyes trying to peel layers of my mind apart and see into my soul. His tongue darts out and tastes the skin where he will puncture and my entire body shudders with revulsion.

Prince Biha said as he drank the hot and sour soup then settled it with a red wine. Akira watched in utter disbelief. She particularly selected the hot and sour fish soup because she knew how spicy it was. Even though extra spices weren't added, she knew that it was very spicy. Why is the prince acting as if he was just drinking water!! Can't he at least show that he was uncomfortable a little bit to elevate her deflated ego? She really wants to see him embarrassed! Even if it's just for a minute. “So, can you tell me more about you?” Akira asked, when she saw that her plan was infertile. It seems to her that the prince likes spicy food A LOT, if not at least he would have spit the hot and s

She whispered, and every ounce of self-control that I had faded into the wind as my gaze darkened. “You asked for this, princess. I won't stop even if you tell me to.” I growled and slipped two fingers at once into her warm cunt, earning a loud moan from her as she rolled her hips. “Y-yes Trevor—” “Call me Sir,” I ordered as I tugged on her left nipple harshly with my teeth and pinched the other with my free hand, and she trembled underneath while my fingers worked her insides, opening her up for me.