Novel & Cerita What Genre Is The Cruel Prince

prince:- you are here, you won't let me die that what I feel if I find hope or another reason to keep going it worth living, I feel like old again, but I am disappointed. blue soul:- what are you meaning, you are disappointed master, did my answer show how curiosity or are you against my point of view. prince:- first tell me what is your gender, your voice is sounded like a male. he got confused he stands up. blue soul:- master I don't have gender because I can transform into everything, except human. prince:- I want to hug my beautiful prince, not by male, I don't have a thing for male and when if I am with a girl don't you think it romantic rather than a male.

I was ready this time. I caught his wrist and literally twisted it, paralysing him. He shouted in pain and tried to get out of my grip but I wasn’t going to let him get away so easily after he’d hit me. I raised my other hand and curled it into a fist. I punched him real hard on the face and he fell pathetically. “Son of a bitch,” I muttered, angry now. I’d busted his lip and watched the blood ooze out. “Don’t you dare spit on my floor, dumbass or I’ll break you. You think that cuz I’m a Prince, I’m a weakling?”

I had heard rumors of not only the kingdom but of Javier. He was a fierce warrior. The second son out of 6 men. He was powerful, brutal, scary, and coldhearted. It was said he never showed mercy to anyone. My sisters knew him as Javier, the powerful charming prince, but I knew him as the MAD PRINCE.

“I am your prince!” One of the guards stepped forward, his eyes cold and unyielding. He leveled his spear at me, his voice devoid of emotion as he spoke the words that sent ice through my veins. “Prince Neil, you are under arrest and sentenced to death for consorting with Werewolves.”

Her fingers mischievously grazed Erwin's face. "Ah, you must be the Bloodthirsty Prince, Prince Erwin. I have heard many tales about your good looks, but oh my prince, that tale does not do you justice. They say you are the most beautiful human, but that is wrong. You are still the most beautiful even if the gods are beside you. How could you? All the men in the world would be jealous of your good looks. All the women would want to fuck you." "I need your help."

The men were looking at them with eyes full of lust . Amrit dropped her on the platform. A man in late twenties came forward. “ Our beautiful princess is here. Be ready to pay for your brother's sin.” He traced his hand from her forehead till cheeks and pinched her cheeks harshly. He started laughing but his laugh was short-lived due to the loud sound of the gunfire.

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..."

The councilmen, now acutely aware of the magnitude of their actions, could do naught but bow before the inexorable force that was Crown Prince Inas. As the councilmen slowly began to emerge, their faces etched with a mix of resignation and fear, the council room bore witness to a macabre tableau. The crown prince wasted no time, his actions swift and deliberate. One by one, their fates were sealed, their cries silenced by the grotesque brutality of the act. The room was painted in a grotesque tableau, a horrific testament to the crown prince's unyielding resolve.

"You have the reputation of being a man who doesn’t trust people easily, be close off with the general public, which could mean you're cruel." She leaned further, taking in the features of his face, the pores of his skin too visible and radiant under the light. "But, you're not cruel," Celina said with complete confidence. "Your smile and your eyes are far too kind for that." The Prince choked on the air, “Yeah?” Celina nodded her head, leaning back. Silence blanketed the room, making her skin prickle as she pinched her eyes shut. The sound of their ragged breaths echoed in the room until the Prince spoke.

“ come on in “ prince stiles urged her in a fool voice, she looked at her prince Alden to save her and only met his eyes. Smiling wickedly after bolting the door, prince stiles looked at princess Amelia with through hatred in his eyes. Princess Amelia knowing that she was in trouble beganw beginning him, while the prince calmly approached princess Amelia , and gripped her beautiful chin. “did you see how the son of a bitch insulted me, all because of you uhhh” he said as he gripped her chin harder making sure his claws were biting through it. Shivering with pain princess Amelia, begged for mercy but that seemed to make prince stiles more furious. After a couple minutes of griping of princess