Valerian The Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

"I am ashamed that I lost my composer with you. It was not your fault that I am such a mess. I wish I could tell you every secret of mine. What I said there, none of it was true. Your brother thinks of you as his own child .He does not pity you, he loves you with all his heart" The truth could not get out before I became king. Because when black wolves became royals ,another family was ruling the wolves at that time. The last descendant of that family was prince Alessandro who killed his parents in greed of the throne. He was not the king at that time. He had a mate named Valerie but they had not completed the matting ceremony. Werewolf council found out and he was sentenced to death. After

Lord Vane gasped, stumbling backward as the sheer, suffocating gravity of the High King’s presence crushed against his chest like a falling mountain. "You misunderstand the nature of this realm, parasite," Caelum whispered, his silver-gold eyes burning with lethal, predatory intent. Before Caelum could snap the necks of the envoy's guard, young Prince Valen stepped forward to the very edge of the dais. The six-year-old boy looked down at the terrifying, vampiric warlord with an expression of pure, innocent curiosity. Valen raised his small right hand. He didn't attack. He merely exhaled.

Vulcan prompted in agitation, sensing danger. "Hide, princess," he hollered and jumped towards her to protect her but it was too late. A blade-like object had already wounded her arm. She grunted in pain and doubled over. Warm red blood oozed from the cut. Azriel held her instantly. Another blade-like object dashed spinning towards them from another direction but before it could touch her, he grabbed it in his hand. Fury roared through him. Many strange-looking creatures trickled in from different directions. They were small in size but the deadly blades covering their body made them look lethal. Dustin held Sienna and in the next moment, Vulcan tore through Azriel with the intention of slau

A man with a hypnotic voice said, "Sister Valeria!" Looking to the left, Bellatrix was stunned to see the tall, handsome young man - the royal look in the dress. The young man stood face to face ahead of them. Valeria hid Bellatrix behind her back. Seeing that the young man's crooked smile widened, Bellatrix saw two teeth coming out of either side of the young man's lips. His long clawed fingers touched Valeria's face and slowly stopped on her lips. He leaned in and whispered,

My throat closed. “No. No, no, no...” The words barely left me. “Yes, Adrielle. I did it. Alone.” “You wouldn’t dare!” “But I already did.” His laugh was low, mean. “I swear, Valen, I’ll kill you.” I said with clenched teeth, shivering as cold hammered me. “Looking like that?” His eyes flicked over me with disgust. “Please. You look like you just crawled out of a grave.” The woman giggled, pressing closer to him. “Perfect description for a pathetic little princess who thinks the world revolves around her.”

We never give women pleasure; we only took from them until they were drained and then we dumped them, but Madison hasn't understood that yet. "So, what, are you two sucking each other now?" She sobs. "I bet Ruthless will do a better job at sucking me to my orgasm than you would ever." I laugh and hit Ruthless playfully on his feet, but he looks tense. "Cocksuckers!" Madison stamps off. Graves just flashes us an apologetic glance and follows after her queen. "Hey, Cruel Prince, Ruthless." A red-haired boy stops at our table. "I'm Caleb Sinclair." He stretches his hands out for Ruthless, who doesn't take it.

As much as I loved him, I couldn’t do that. When Luther opened the door, Richard was there. He looked at me and bowed his head before turning to Luther. “Forgive me for disturbing you at this hour, my queen, my king, but there is a hybrid named Valerian Willers outside the gate. He said he is willing to surrender to us but before that, he asked for a chance to talk to the Luna Queen.” Luther gritted his teeth. “How dare he? Imprison that bastard right now-“

She said, and I fell to the ground, feeling my chest heave. “In all these, he'd forge his own path. He will either do it well, or fail greatly. He is The White Demon Prince. The first and last of his kind.” Slowly, life slipped out of Valendor, and she disappeared. I panicked so hard, but there was nothing I could do. I blacked out almost immediately

As soon as he finished his words, two men pressed Cristine to the floor and tore off her clothes. "Mr. Ding, what are you going to do?" Crista's eyes widened in shock. Why did William let his men humiliate Cristine like this? How could he be this ruthless? "See it yourself," William replied while sitting on the sofa. Actually, whatever she said wouldn't change anything the result would still be the same. One of the men put a pill inside Cristine's mouth. And within a few minutes, she took the initiative to seduce the men in front of her.

Until he was uncuffed, he couldn't perform magic. Valenar was the last of the Warlock princes, which was the equivalent to the Royal family in the werewolf world. His kingdom was currently ruled by a handpicked council until Valenar and a group of senior witches could locate Santos and retrieve the key. But that wasn't where it ended.