Vicious Prince Novels & Stories

The worst of the worst, the bloodthirsty prince, the ruler of the ninth circle. Asmodeus. The prince of lust and the one who enjoyed the pain and agony of others. "I called" I said as I caressed her face "had something to complain about?" The blonde stared at me for a few seconds and then his expression returned to be something like the face of an angry child. "Do you think you can buy me with cute nicknames and affection? I... I... I..." he stopped and then pointed his index finger at me "I’m mature! I don’t need it and you can’t ruin my reputation like that!"

I was a human sacrifice, yet an ancient blood pact bound me to Lucian Voss, the most feared vampire prince of the Night Realm. Any pain inflicted upon me would befall him tenfold. When consecrated silver cut my palm, the flesh burned from his hand. When a vampire lord forced poison down my throat, Lucian woke screaming, tore him apart, and burned his estate to the ground. After that, no vampire dared touch me. Until Lucian entered his once-a-century blood sleep. Duchess Seraphina, the pureblood vampire who had desired Lucian for five hundred years, broke into my chamber and pressed a red-hot silver brand against my chest. “A lowborn human sacrifice will never be worthy of our prince.” I wat

You tricked me, your so-called best friend, into coming to Macoria with the plan to sell me off and settle your debts! "Back then, I pleaded with you to spare me, even promised to pay off your million-dollar debt, but what did you do? You feared I'd turn on you just like you did to me, so you scarred me for life and drugged me, hoping I'd die! "Now where on earth did you get the nerve to beg for my help?" I spat out the words with venom. Josh was a picture of terror, standing there, constantly being shoved back by others, never able to get close to me.

"I learned Classical Latin just for you. All those years ago, when you were calling me your walking blood bag... I heard every word." The color drained from his face. "When you told your friends Serena was your queen and I was just practice," I continued, "and that when you were done playing, I'd still be right here waiting. I heard it all." "No..." he whispered, stumbling back a step. "It wasn't like that. I was just..." "Just trying to act tough in front of your friends?" I scoffed. "Or were you just protecting your precious pride as a vampire prince?" "I love you!" he shouted, his voice raw. "It's only ever been you! Serena was a mistake, and I know that now!"

Alex dressed up and walked out to shower living poor Edhi to her thought while being sad and frustrated. Alex quickly appeared to his chamber. Milord welcome they said with fear since they could feel their young lord emitting great aura which shows he was upset... Ignoring their greetings he commanded annoyingly. Get me the best women you have, he walked to the room prepared for him and let the ladies pleasure him.. They all swayed their hips in a seductive way and touching him but the fire burning him wasn't calming down... He quickly pulled one of the ladies to him and thrust in with one go... He tried but all he could see was Edhi, her sad face that night and her tears... Get out he roare

“I’m not interested in your brutish society. I just want to be lounging by the pool right now with a cold drink with one of those little umbrellas in it, not ‘spying’.” The prince scoffed—or chuckled, it was hard to tell—and suddenly reached out to grab my chin. I tried to jerk away, but it was no use; he was too strong. “Indeed,” he said, his face mere inches from mine now as he turned my head this way and that to inspect me. “You do look rather frail and delicate. Your kind truly did waste their time in sending a pathetic little thing to spy on my people.” “Prick,” I snarled under my breath.

Trying to hide his smile, he drank his water. "Prince," she called him. "Are you fucking with me?" The prince almost spat out his drink as he heard her words. "Am I what?" "I am asking if your just going to fuck with me." "Wha-I mean—why?" "Because, prince Hazan, I am not here to fuck around." "If you are going to just try and mess with me, just don't." "By that, what do you mean?"

"Why do I get the feeling you all don't want me here?" "On the contrary," one of the five said, reaching nonchalantly over the table for a scone. "You know I like a show with my dessert." Wrath's grin widen as he pointed an excited finger at him. "Exactly why you're my favourite, Gluttony." Wrath... Gluttony? Don't tell me... The seven. Deadly. Motherfucking sins? Why didn't I put two and two together? It makes perfect sense now. Why does he exude so much power... he is a prince of hell. They all are.

And she liked to be fucked and abused and derived some masochistic pleasure out of it. Ian was the youngest prince in the family, and he recently turned 24. He was known for his insatiable appetite and ability to drive a woman insane with lust. His older brothers were rumored to be cruel and abusive. Damian, who was next in line for the throne, had a beautiful wife until last year, but she got sick of his twisted acts in bed and ran away with my cousin, a gorgeous man with a big dick. They both were rumored to be dead now.

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.