Cruelprince Geschichten

I have been looking for a lot of these with no luck. So I decided to try out writing and I am going to try and write from Cardans Point of view during parts of the cruel prince series! Hope you enjoy! :)

THE CRUEL PRINCE A Fanfiction by Arna Jude Duarte knows what it means to live among the Folk. She knows the rules. She knows the danger. And she knows better than anyone that nothing in Elfhame is ever quite what it seems. But this time, something is different. Not Jude. Not Cardan. Not the court. The story. One moment changes everything-and from there, the events of The Cruel Prince begin to unfold along a different path. The same characters. The same world. The same dangerous games. But a completely different story. Because sometimes, all it takes is one twist to change everything. 🖤

me and my friends wrote this on a long car ride multi fandoms

Anya Van Fahey, the daughter of Jesper Fahey and Wylan Van Eck, is tasked with protecting the Princess of Ravka, Liliyana Nazyalensky. Sick with desire to prove her worthiness to join the exclusive gang The Dregs, Anya travels to Ravka to attend their summer fete. Along the way, she meets many new faces and learns someone she had grown to trust- possibly even love- is working against her. Will Anya complete her mission? And, more importantly, How will Kaz Brekker react?

21 year old Annie, who works in a florist shop transmigrated into another world and became the eldest lady of the Luo's, one of the respected families of the city of Luoyang in the name of Luo Meiying.. In this world,.her name's tarnished and the people talk trash about her,the servants in the mansion disrespect her, her sister took away her fiancé, and she agreed to marry the Fourth Prince (who's engagement was broken by girl for his brutality)and punish the people who made her look down on herself and live happily with her husband who treats her with respect and love along with her children........

After her father falls victim to the king's fatal attack, 17-year-old Avanelle is thrust into an unwanted marriage with her childhood friend Zephon. Zephon, now the newly crowned king, has forsaken their past bond, consumed by bitterness and condemnation in the wake of his father's sudden demise.

Just some Folk of the Air/Cruel Prince One-Shots! They'll take place either after Wicked King or Queen of Nothing. Most will probably be "Jurdan" because I'm a fangirl again.

A Fanfiction on the book series "Folk of the Air Series" by Holly Black. This is a completely fictional story, and no hatred towards the writer too.

would one more word, one last step, one more minute make all the difference or could it really be that this, is really my fate?

A love story about Jude and Cardan Inspired by the book serie the folk of air This is my first story hope you enjoy:) Tw bad grammar, huge spoilers, swearing

A mortal girl, forced into marriage with an abominable creature - a prince as cruel as he is mysterious - and a destiny yet to be written. All rights reserved to Holly Black.

𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦'𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑚𝑒 Just some random fandom memes (Edit: it's mostly my old humor, it doesn't appeal to me anymore, but there are some people that like this humor so I left it up) (Edit 2: also my ego won't let me delete this and it's 1k views ngl)

Cardan seduces w tail to y/n

This is an alternate ending of Cruel Prince by Holly Black. Some of the words are hers, and some of them are mine. The characters and plot are hers.

Our favorite Folk of the Air characters and their adventures in the mortal world!!! ¨Did you just call me big?¨ Cardan popped his head in the room. He and Oaks had been taking turns answering the door as early trick-or-treaters arrived. Cardans favorite word was ¨Happy Halloweiners¨ - like seriously dude- Right before Vivienne could answer him, the doorbell rang and he disappeared. Vivienne crossed her arms ¨Just put the costume on Jude¨

Picture this if

a bunch of jurdan oneshots.

Fifteen years had passed since King Aethon Draevanar, the last true-born Dragon Rider, drew his final breath. His death had not merely left a kingdom mourning-it had shattered the balance of power. The throne, meant to pass to his daughter, Crown Princess Isolde, had instead been seized by her half-brother, a boy raised under the shadow of ambition and treachery. The usurper's reign had been shaped not by his own will, but by the hand of Queen Dowager Mirelva Morvaine, his mother. A woman of cunning and cruelty, she saw Isolde and her children as nothing more than obstacles to her son's rule. The queen dowager had waged her silent war for years, her whispers turning once-loyal allies into spies, her gold buying steel to cut down threats before they could rise. Isolde had survived. But survival came at a price. For three years, she had remained in hiding, a shadow in her own kingdom, her once-gilded existence reduced to secrecy and fear. Not for herself, but for her children. The firstborn, a girl with the unmistakable features of King Aethon-his red eyes, his golden blonde hair-had been declared dead. It was the only way to protect her. Yet the blood of dragons did not fade so easily. The winds carried whispers of a storm rising. Of fire yet to be rekindled. And of a princess who was never meant to be queen, but who would soon have no choice but to become one. Because the queen dowager's hunt was not over. And neither was Isolde's fight.

A Cruel Prince Fanfiction by Holly Black In the treacherous High Court of Elfhame, power is usually won with a blade or a bloodline. But for Prince Valerius-the youngest son of High King Cardan and High Queen Jude-power is found in the rafters of the Great Hall, stolen fruit, and the art of pure, unadulterated chaos. Valerius is content to spend his days dodging his sister Eva's political lessons and his mother's strategy debriefings, until he literally falls into the path of Kaelen. A mortal kitchen maid with a sharp tongue and a stubborn refusal to bow, Kaelen doesn't care for royal titles; she cares for the High Queen's Protocol and her precisely baked pies. When a minor lord's cruelty threatens the girl who refuses to be impressed by him, Valerius must decide if he is willing to trade his carefree pranks for something far more dangerous: a protective heart and a bite of cold iron. In a world where every gift has a price and every rule is a weapon, the "Chaos Prince" is about to learn that the most dangerous game in Faerie isn't politics-it's falling for someone who knows all your loopholes.