Vicious Prince Novels & Stories

Damien rolled his eyes at the aggressive prince " we've been friends since we were children Eric, you should know your harsh remarks don't work on me" The prince glared at his protector " you want me to kill you before you'll keep quite?!" Damien smiled at the Threat " you are only saying that. Now tell me what really happened " The price they're asking for a couple of seconds with a scornful look then he drowned another cup of alcohol and his expression relaxed considerably " my father wants me to use my soulmate as a sex toy"

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.

The world just went on slow motion and I hated it. His eyes went to my foot, having me stare down to see a pool of blood which had collected. I was such a disaster. My hand bleeding, my foot bleeding, seemed I was addicted to bleeding. The prince stared at it for a moment before staring back up to my eyes. “ Try not to kill yourself in the time being.” He added, that arrogant ass. “ You try not to die in the time being.” I shot back, tipping my head up. He was such a piece of ass. He turned, walking away only to freeze where he was. I saw him literally as if his soul was departing from his body. Was it a vampire thing?

“I planned for everything just to deal with Vince! “I wanted to drag this scumbag down with me! “And yet, he still pretends all this has nothing to do with me! “I won’t let him get away with this scot-free! “Even if my reputation’s completely tarnished, I’ll make sure he suffers with me! “I’m telling you right now, Vince… “Since you dared to abandon me, I’ll assassinate you as many times as I want! “Just you wait! “Go!” The fourth princess turned around and left after her speech. A few simple words were enough to ruin Vince’s well-written script. Vince was at a loss. He did not expect the fourth princess would even do something like this. *** While the fourth princess was making a big show,

"I am very special, vampire. And those with sense know not to offend me." At the speed of light, he reached where the vampire prince was and gave him a brutal kick that sent the latter flying out of midair. The table crashed from the impact of the prince's fall on it. Other leaders moved away from these two crazed rulers who demonstrated nothing but hatred for each other. The Lycan king did not wait for Prince Bade to regain his composure before pouncing on him again. This time the blow was delivered viciously, emitting blood from the vampire prince's nose. The vampire prince lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Every time she resisted, every time she acted against him, he felt it like a blow to his chest. Kael closed his eyes, the wind tearing at his hair. He was the Dark Prince, feared, cursed, and relentless. But now… he was also a man tethered by the threads of a bond he did not fully understand, bound to someone whose strength both inspired and tormented him. ---

she said softly. Then, to my surprise, she took a step forward and hugged me, lifting her face up to mine. She smiled, her braces on full display while I stood awkwardly. Something about her innocent embrace cracked through the broken shell of my soul and threatened to expose the bitterness that had lingered for years now. I wasn’t a little prince anymore; I was the bitter prince. Ironically enough, it was her father who gave me the nickname. Phoenix put her hand on her sister’s shoulder and pulled her away from me. She signed something, and Reina nodded.

Beside him stood a quiet looking red haired boy with sharp cheekbones and piercing green eyes and full red lips. The last of the group was perhaps the most intimidating of all—a broad-shouldered guy with messy, dark brown hair and a chiseled jawline, his lips set in a near-permanent scowl. Their collective energy was magnetic, dangerous even, and they all looked at us as if they were sizing us up— “Those young men are known as the Vicious Boys.” Vincent’s voice interrupted my train of thoughts and I did not miss the warning in his voice. “You’d do well to stay away from them. They’ve earned their reputation.”

I narrowed my eyes at her, "Listen slut, insult my mate again and you'll wish you'd sat through that meeting. Secondly, I can tell, you open your legs for anyone who can give you a power trip. As you mentioned before, I have eyes. Why don't you go find a head warrior to fuck cause, I'm not interested. Compared to my mate, you're garbage, so stop making advances." She snarled before scoffing and turning sharply, "Faggots." Cyrus' growl reverberated through the room,