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Enchanting The Cruel Prince

A lowly slave finds herself at odds with the merciless crown prince, their fates dangerously entwined, and meant to separate only with her inevitable death by his hand. Sold to a brothel as a child, she wore the mask of insanity to escape the brutal clutches of life that awaited her, but it only brought her to another hell. She persisted, hoping to one day find her freedom and return to the ethereal valleys where she was born. All Alyssane desired was to find her home. One night of mystery and murder thrusts her into a dangerous game-shards of her memories are missing, she is accused of a fatal crime she could not escape, and her path entangles her with the cruel prince. She knows how things would end. But deceiving fates could be impossible when the man supposed to end her life is both her captive and her savior, when he is cold and menacing yet so easily mesmerizes her with his sweet nothings. His sins are known far wide and are darker than any nightmares plaguing her mind. She knows their fates together would entangle in a brutal mess, though it doesn’t stop her heart from fluttering like a caged bird whenever he is near. And he’s always near. Stirring a heat inside no forbidden thing ever should. In a world where love is a treacherous game, and vicious schemes are whispered behind every shadow, Alyssane must use every ounce of her charm and cunning to survive, even if it means enchanting the cruel prince out for her blood. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ The crown prince's fingers trailed down her back, a slow, deliberate path that sent a shiver, half fear half something she did not dare name, through Alyssane. His gaze held hers, intense and unwavering. “What are you hiding?” He murmured, his breath hot against her skin as she defiantly met his eyes, “Maybe I don’t you to find out.” A sly smile curled over his lips and he leaned in, his warmth flooded her heart with mixed emotions, in contrast to the coldness of his eyes with a thinly veiled threat, “Are you sure?” "What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with a dark promise. “Everything.” ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Thank you for stopping by~! Enchanting The Cruel Prince is in a beta phase that I am slowly developing by managing a few hours from my packed schedule. The updates will remain slow, but if you enjoy the story, you can add it to your library and revisit it when there are more chapters or the novel is completed. Feel free to share any thoughts you have in the comments. Happy reading!
Alancaster · 273.7K Views

Dark Prince.

Feng Zhu[God of Chaos] and Asura[God of Death] were known to have a great grudge against each other, something about feng Zhu's past and asura's past since both were chosen by heavenly energy and become dark gods. However when they decided to settle this grudge by a death duel, Asura cheats by allying with the god of destruction and killing Feng Zhu, But unexpectedly Feng Zhu gets a second chance and reincarnates in the mortal realm,a place he used to live thousands of years ago,a place where he had ascended and became the god of chaos. Forced to restart Feng Zhu swore he would get back at the betrayer Asura. With the knowledge of the past,Feng Zhu takes over the mortal plains. As such he made preaparations for him to go back to the God realm for his great revenge. However the thing standing on his plans was his new mortal and weak body,so inorder to ascend Feng Zhu had to reach the highest of cultivation in the mortal realm,but he couldn't just skip the levels so after research upon research Feng Zhu finds out about the Elixir of immortality. With this in mind, Feng Zhu united the 5 demonic cults in the mortal realm to increase his chances of finding the elixir.Taking over the mortal world and causing chaos, Feng Zhu is renowned as the DARK PRINCE. Will Feng Zhu find the elixir of immortality, Will he go back to the God realm and take his revenge?Or will he leave it all and live a happy mortal life, seeking peace?. 'Yeah maybe that's too exaggerated lol.'
ShadenSword · 2.3K Views

Sold To The Vampire Prince

Felicia Grays, an ordinary young woman living in a world where vampires rule in the shadows, finds her life upended when her family is plunged into debt. Desperate and with no other options, her parents make a heart-wrenching decision: they sell Felicia to Caden Swift, the enigmatic and powerful vampire prince, to pay off their debts. Caden Swift is no ordinary vampire. Known for his cold, calculating nature and ruthless pursuit of power, he is a prince who has long been trapped by the expectations of his royal bloodline. He has little interest in human emotions, seeing them as weaknesses—until he meets Felicia. Forced to live in his luxurious, yet oppressive, castle, Felicia is treated as a commodity rather than a person. But as she navigates this new, dangerous life, she begins to see that Caden is not just the feared vampire prince the world believes him to be. While Caden initially treats Felicia with disdain, he soon finds himself intrigued by her resilience and defiance. She becomes more than just a possession to him—sparking something long buried within his dark heart. As their relationship evolves, the two must confront their growing feelings for each other, while facing external threats from rival vampire factions who seek to use Felicia as leverage against Caden's throne. Caught between duty, desire, and the looming danger surrounding them, Felicia must decide whether to stay loyal to the prince who now owns her, or to escape the dangerous world of vampires altogether. Sold to the Vampire Prince is a gripping tale of forbidden love, power struggles, and the quest for freedom in a world ruled by darkness.
jim_isa7 · 363 Views

Le prince masqué

"C'était un jeu de survie." Le grand Empire d'Alfaros était dans le chaos. Le Prince Regan revenait du champ de bataille après quatre ans. Il fut un temps, il était le plus beau prince de l'Empire. Ironiquement, ce même prince était aujourd'hui connu comme Le Prince Masqué. On dit qu'il avait une énorme cicatrice sur le visage, un visage qui fut autrefois très beau. La cicatrice était si horrifiante que l'Empereur en eut peur lorsqu'il la vit et l'envoya au champ de bataille. Mais la guerre était terminée. Et il devait revenir. . . . Regardant les yeux verts qui ne vacillaient même pas à la vue de son visage marqué, Regan fut rempli de surprise pendant un instant. Au même moment, quelque chose brilla dans ses yeux froids lorsqu'il vit à quel point elle avait l'air calme. "Comment t'appelles-tu ?" "Evelyn, Votre Altesse" "Evelyn..." Regan goûta le nom sur ses lèvres. Ses yeux rouges examinèrent son visage qui était complètement neutre et il dit "Evelyn, tu seras mon esclave personnelle à partir d'aujourd'hui." Evelyn avait l'air calme. Cependant, avec le temps, Evelyn comprit que Regan voulait plus. Beaucoup plus qu'elle ne pouvait lui donner. Elle essaya de l'arrêter. Mais que pourrait-elle faire lorsque le prince plaça de force son cœur entre ses mains et se montra intransigeant sur le fait de prendre le sien ? Evelyn choisira-t-elle alors de s'éloigner ou de continuer ? Surtout au moment où les horreurs de son passé assombrissent son cœur __________ Cette histoire fait partie d'un concours, donc si la lecture vous plaît, veuillez soutenir pour encourager l'auteur. En retour, je vous assure que l'intrigue ne vous décevra pas car elle est pleine de rebondissements. La couverture est la mienne. Créée par : Lay Lee
Ada_5253 · 71.8K Views

Prince of The Ruined Kingdom

In the depths of despair, Arche, a prince who had lost everything, stood amidst the ruins of the castle that was once his home. Torrential rain soaked his frail body, and for the first time in his life, Arche had decided to give up. He no longer believed in hope, nor in the goddess Oriana, whom he had once worshipped daily. Everything seemed futile—his kingdom destroyed, his family gone, and he had failed to find any trace of his siblings. "Where are they?" he whispered to the dark sky, his tears mixing with the rain. "Where was Goddess Oriana when we were slaughtered? Am I always alone?" Massive wolves emerged from the rubble, their eyes glowing red, ready to strike. But then, the world stopped. Time froze. The pounding rain hung still in the air, and the wolves halted mid-leap. In the eerie silence, the statue of Goddess Oriana, still standing tall, emitted a mysterious aura, and a soft voice—full of regret—echoed directly into Arche's mind. "Forgive me, Archemidas. I am sorry for everything that has happened…" Stunned and filled with anger, Arche lashed out bitterly. "Where were you when everything fell apart?! You stood by while my family died! When my father and mother were murdered, when my siblings vanished?!" "I could not stop that fate," the voice replied, laden with sorrow. "I could only watch from afar, bound by the limits of this world. But I am here now because you are on the verge of giving up. And I cannot let you go." Arche wept harder. He had spent his life searching for his family, but all he had found was destruction and disappointment. "I'm tired... I can't search any longer. I don’t even know if they’re alive..." "They are alive, Archemidas. You must hold on, because they need you, just as you need them." For the first time in what felt like ages, a faint glimmer of hope ignited in Arche's heart. Despite the overwhelming pain and doubt, he realized that giving up was not the answer. There was still so much left to discover. And though his faith in his goddess had been shattered, one truth remained—his family was still out there. With tears in his eyes and a trembling heart, Arche finally accepted that reality. "Alright... I will keep going. For them. For myself." Under the frozen sky, Arche rediscovered his purpose—to survive, to fight, and to find the ones he loved most.
USBlueMoon · 19.6K Views
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