Vicious Prince Novels & Stories

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.

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.

I can’t see all of his features, only waist length black hair and a massive muscular build that makes him the tallest male in the room. I gasp as a hand bursts through Alpha Bishop’s chest, the movement slow to my eyes, as I can’t quite believe what I just saw. Blood splatters everywhere, even on my shoes from across the room, and there is a tangy scent in the air. My alpha female screams, and oddly enough, Letric is eating his food at the table like nothing happened.

They were deeply involved in a passionate kiss. Lysander cleared his throat and looked away shyly, an uncharacteristic bashfulness crossing his face. Camille, however, stood there with a look of pure amusement, her arms crossed. I just felt awkward, like I’d walked into the wrong bathroom. Domenic pulled away, his green eyes flashing with a predatory amber light as he glared at the intruders. No one needed to tell me for me to know that this is Domenic Darkshadow, prince of the vampires and also a very powerful man. His stance says it all. The woman immediately hid her face in the crook of his neck, her cheeks burning a bright pink.

She sighted Damien and her entire fears vanished, his gaze was fixed on her, letting her know that he wasn’t giving up, even though her entire faith was uncertain at least she preferred Damien than another person in here. No one else had seem to notice the Prince’s presence, he was the last person to expect at bidding for a slave, he stayed quiet at the back corner, he had given strict instruction to the auctioneer not to dare introduce him, from where he was he could see Duke Sebastian boasting to others two he got the violet eyed slave first, the Prince didn’t know what he loved more, kicking Sebastian off his high horse or having the girl. “Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed guests of the vam

I ask curiously. "Oh, this is my favourite," Crimson says. "It's you at your engagement party." The world seems to shudder to a stop, my entire attention zeroing in on the photo. "I'm engaged?" I whisper. I better not be engaged to that older man... "Yes, of course." Crimson points to the younger man. "This is Vade, a Prince from Territory Five. You two were engaged the moment you were born. His father is great friends with yours." Nasuea twists in my stomach.

he pointed up his index finger, “A few are more immortal than others. For instance, I. I doubt you can kill me with any of your weapons. And he, you have no idea who he is, don’t you?” “He’s the crown prince of the Kingdom of Maiestas. The vampire prince, that’s what we all know.” “True. But that’s a disguise. Let me ask, do you know how old he is?” “About 150 years old.” “Wrong,” he announced. “By the way, your friend here did not simply go a hunting trip. He has forgotten what actually occurred.”

6 million dollars. "You can ask the doctor. She is my twin and without proper treatment she will-" "You seem to think I care. What is it to me if she doesn't make it?" He gives her a genuine side glance. Mateo was appointed the Mafia prince title for a good reason. He knew what investments to make, how to double them and what missions to follow through with. Not once had he let down the organisation by making foolish mistakes. The fact that this girl seemed to think he would choose to make them now, rubbed him off the wrong way. He prefers not to take on things he won't benefit from and at this particular moment, he saw nothing gainable.

She was afraid of his rage and didn't push him away. Kevin dipped down, an alluring smile dancing on his face as he dragged his lips across her cheek, tasting the saltiness seeping through her tears, and kissed down to the corner of her mouth. "Everything comes with a price, Emmeline," Kevin whispered on her lips and kissed the corner of her mouth once but felt her sobbing silently. "And more importantly, a sacrifice. We must give up one thing to get another. That's life." He rasped and sucked on her bottom lip twice. "Give in to me!" His voice was tinged with desperation and raw desire.