Vicious Prince Novels & Stories

Before I can comprehend what is happening, they're already on their feet again downstairs. "You fucking piece of shit," Prince lashes out, whirling the guy around and locking his wrists from behind, pushing him against the glass window. He whacks the guy's face against it that the glass cracks. The psychopath growls in pain as Prince cracks his hand, probably breaking the bone. Prince roughly spins him around that the back of his head smacks the glass window again. "How dare you," Prince hisses, venom in his voice. Then my vision becomes more and more blur, everything around me spinning around. My chest is heaving up and down, my breaths short from the lack of air just now. The legs that I'v

The villainess. The plot of *The Prince's Rose* crashed over her. Prince Alexander, the golden-haired, stoic heir, destined to fall for Sophia Bellweather, the kind-hearted, orphaned daughter of a minor baron. And Lady Vivian? The Duke’s spoiled, ruthless daughter, obsessed with Alexander, engaged to him through political maneuvering. She would stop at nothing to eliminate Sophia – slander, sabotage, even attempted murder. Her actions would ultimately lead to her public disgrace, her engagement broken, her family ruined, and her exile to a desolate convent… before a mysterious, fatal "accident" befell her carriage on the journey. The readers had cheered at her downfall.

Before I can comprehend what is happening, they're already on their feet again downstairs. "You fucking piece of shit," Prince lashes out, whirling the guy around and locking his wrists from behind, pushing him against the glass window. He whacks the guy's face against it that the glass cracks. The psychopath growls in pain as Prince cracks his hand, probably breaking the bone. Prince roughly spins him around that the back of his head smacks the glass window again. "How dare you," Prince hisses, venom in his voice. Then my vision becomes more and more blur, everything around me spinning around. My chest is heaving up and down, my breaths short from the lack of air just now. The legs that I'v

he saw his castle is burning and explode everything is disappeared. just a few pieces of wood and wall left not a single person is alive even their dead body is not there. looking that incident make prince depressed and he broke down he comes to his knees with dead eyes, tears are flowing like a river. his brain his blackout owl:- are you alright master prince get back to his sense he starts punching the ground and cries like a baby prince:- he what just happened. please tell me my family is safe. where is my mom, father and sister don't tell me they are dead

“I told you I’d fight with you—avenge my family, tear them apart! What more do you want from me? Why drag me through this hell?” He laughed again, a brutal, cold sound that raked over my skin like claws. I had heard rumors about his ruthlessness and how he treated his enemies. Prince Arineth was also known as the Ice Prince, having slain countless rogues without mercy. I never expected he would be crazier than they had described him.

They were going to poison his celebration beverage. By the time he realizes what had happened, they will be long gone by the secret passage. It didn’t matter if the Princess was ready or not, she wouldn’t watch her die like her sister did. Especially over a man with power and no compassion for her. She didn’t know much about Ambrose personally but she had heard a lot about him. An abandoned, spiteful prince who murdered the royal family in cold blood as revenge, a general who tore through the heads of his enemies while laughing, and a beast who had no control once a blood moon took place.

He thought Inwardly as he hurriedly followed her, she tried to lift the harmer as she hits the rock, it didn't break a bit. "Hahaha, Such a feeble girl !" He said. "Can you just leave, What's a prince doing here ?" Prince Alex said. He coughed in shyness, he actually came to have satisfying glare at her sculptural beautiful, Get her shape and draw her exquisite beauty, That he came all the way down to the field with his guards, And noticed some men quieing at the entrance of a cave, He came in and saw that a mad man was hovering her, He was so irked and took a rock and hit him hard abruptly at the back of his head that he fell and died instantly.

“As usual, Shyla is busy freeing slaves in the breeder camp. But soon, she will be here and kill you with her own hands, Alpha Maddox. I would love to see your pitiful death. It’s said that: A wound from your soulmate hurts a thousand times more than …” A sliver of dread touched my spine as the mere notion of approaching death dried my throat. I was hell scared of the calamity which was about to strike us. Bastard Prince had skillfully knitted a web of cheat and deceit, disrespecting the blood relationships as well as the bonds of souls. I couldn’t help but growl at him. “How dare you call yourself a King, bastard? You took a piggyback ride on my Erasthai’s back to reach this throne.

Kael reached out and seized her by the throat, lifting her off the ground. As her face gradually turned purple from lack of air, he spoke coldly, "You're not worthy of even mentioning her name. Even when you drove a wedge between us, I never once thought of breaking off our engagement. And you think, with that counterfeit face of yours, you could replace her?" He took out a silver dagger and slashed it viciously across Elena's face. "You don't deserve this face either. Didn't you like leaving scars? I'll grant you that wish."

The soup was terrible. That was the first thing Kaevrix Noctharis Virellion — Crown Alpha of the Virellion Dominion, heir to four centuries of wolf-blooded power, feared across every territory the dominion touched — thought when the girl shoved the bowl in front of him and told him to drink it before it went cold. Not who is this child. Not how dare she. Not even the appropriate sovereign fury of someone unaccustomed to being spoken to like an inconvenience.