Vivienne The Cruel Prince Novels & Stories

The maid sighed as she took a quick peek at the Princess from the slightly gaping door. "What have the cruel Prince done to this poor young lady to make her act this way?" She shivers at the thought of the Princess getting punished sadistically. And Mary became even more terrified as she considered the possibility of the Prince tormenting the Princess into killing herself. The idea was not impossible since the Prince is well known in the Lilac Palace to be a ruthless killer, though that secret only remains inside the palace walls. Anyone who leaks this secret is punishable by death. Gaining a little courage in approaching the Princess, Mary tried her shot in helping her. "Princess Lianne?...

I'd never seen him like this. Gold-red eyes. Claws white as bone. He stepped over my body and caught Cassius by the throat. "You touched her." His voice wasn't human anymore. It was something dragged up from the depths of hell. Crack. He tore out Cassius's throat. Blood sprayed across the throne steps. The second prince crumpled, gurgling, drowning in his own blood. But even as he died, Cassius laughed. A rattling, wheezing laugh. "Hah... hahaha..."

“Marco Vitale, you really are despicable!” I raised my hand to slap him, but he caught my wrist midair, his grip firm, unyielding. “My principessa,” he whispered, softening his voice like velvet wrapping a blade, “just hear me out.” I narrowed my eyes, breath ragged. “…Fine. Talk.”

Stefan bowed down his head before chanting a spell with the use of his wand. "Vengeful wand of sorrows, listen to my plea. Help us hide our identity. Viamoeste viosle!" he chanted. A dark smoke appeared and slowly it formed into papers containing their new identities. Prince Zion take over the identity of the prince of the fallen kingdom of Etheor, one of the four kingdoms in the mortal world.

“Soon, I’ll be Princess Vivien Mortane.” It was Lucia’s words that made me lose my breakfast almost instantly. “The wife of Prince Alexander Mortane!”

Her breasts swelled from her clothing, at her every step, milky skin and pretty blonde hair. “My Prince.” Trixie was quick to bow at him, curtseying. “Who are you?!” he asked, in a speechless expression at his liking for her. For someone as outgoing as him, he never kept his emotions inside… “I’m Trixie, your mum, um… works with me.” The young girl made confident steps towards him, which made him nervous at what this fierce creature was up to. “A vampire…” she sniffed. When she realized what she had done to a royal, she bolted her eyes in terror. “Whoops! I’m so sorry. Damn, I’m so stupid…” she trailed, rubbing her head which was cute to the Prince.

he repeated. "Yes, my prince." He studied them both for a long, puzzled moment. "You look nothing alike." Vivienne remained silent. Adrian immediately realized how foolish the statement sounded. Still, the thought lingered. He seemed to want to say more but thought better of it, settling instead into a contemplative silence, his gaze drifting back to Cecilia with a helplessness he had not yet learned to disguise. Cecilia possessed warm brown skin, lively eyes, and a beauty that seemed impossible to ignore. Vivienne was pale. Unnaturally pale. Her silver eyes and ghostly appearance made her seem almost otherworldly. The difference between them was striking.

She has Leanna’s face, her hair, her body, but she’s not Leanna. “If you are referring to the traitor’s maid, she’s in the dungeon. You remember me, right? I’m Princess Vivian. Your mate, King Cedric.” I walk over to her and see the satisfaction in her eyes. Without a second thought, I grab her by the throat and squeeze. Her eyes widen, and she makes a choking sound, clawing at my hand. “My mate? You are not my mate. Something so disgusting cannot be my mate.” She’s struggling to breathe, and I hear Bella’s voice cry out. “Let her go, Cedric! What are you doing?”

Two years have passed after Henzie gave birth to her first son, now Zee has also started to grow because her growth is very fast, exceeding vampire babies in general, but her growth will stop at a certain time. Now the little prince is playing with his aunty and uncle in the back garden, Zee the crown prince of Lord Kevin, the leader of the Lioncourt Clan who is now 10 years old, so that's how they felt because they found the little prince had grown that big.

“This bloodline will be unbreakable.” I remembered drinking from Caelum’s wrist and looking into his eyes. The way he held my face afterward. I was so certain it was love. Across the hall, Dorian was doing the same for Isolde, and she looked at him the way I looked at Caelum—completely trusting, completely surrendered. We believed we had been chosen. We believed it meant forever. That illusion lasted until three months ago, when Vivienne came back. Vivienne was the girl both princes had grown up with. The one they had begged to accept their blood, to be turned, to stay with them forever. She refused. She wanted to remain human. She left the Court and dated a human man instead.