A Monster Hunter Becomes A Princess Novels & Stories

I pushed his hand aside and walked out without another word. He no longer had the right to know anything about me. This time, Jett was much smarter. His examination room had no glass or fragile objects, and he had even thoughtfully prepared a block of steel for me. I watched as the rectangular steel block in my hands slowly morphed into a smooth, perfect sphere. A deep sense of satisfaction settled over me. The real Horace Elena had returned. The blood of a werewolf surged through my veins. The power I had lost for so long was finally coming back.

The next words out of my mother’s mouth shock me. “Sweetheart I am a Fae; I am not a werewolf. I am not just any Fae though I am the Queen of Fae’s, which makes you the Fae Princess. I am sure you have been wondering why you can do certain things that normal Werewolves cannot. That is because you are part Fae, and as I have been seeing you have many powers. You are going to be a wonderful Queen when it is time to take over from me.” Utter shock, I thought I would be prepared for what they were going to say to me. I don’t have words for the first time in my life I don’t know what to say.

I growl as I grab the closest hunter to me and rip his throat from his neck with my claws. Covered in the blood of my father, one by one the hunters come for me. Each one looking to finish the job that they came to do. One by one, I escape their bullets and rip them all to shreds until only one of the hunters is left. I look down on the man that is on his knees with tears streaming down his face. “Please, Your Highness,” he begs. “I have a family.” “So did my father,” I say as a growl erupts from my chest. Grabbing him by the sides of his head I snap his next with one fluid movement and he falls lifeless to the ground.

However, as I opened the door, I was met with the shocked image of my mother standing in the doorframe with a concerned expression. “Mama, what’s wrong?” I asked her, beginning to get nervous as well. “The Prince and Princess of werewolves are coming to visit SilverRock pack. They are of age and are in search of their mates, so they are traveling to as many packs as they can to increase their chances. That means everything needs to be the tip-top shape and all hands on deck for cooking and cleaning.” My mom explained, grabbing my hand in a panic. The Prince and Princess were coming here? No way!

*Elentari POV* I woke up the next day, happy the color was still in my hair. I curled it as best I could overnight while sleeping in curlers. I went to my closet and was happy to see more clothes. There was an extremely cute knee-length black lace dress with a built-in corset. A matching lace choker was on the hanger as well. I paired them with my knee-high heeled boots and smiled. I used a spell to create a magnificent curly updo with braids and smiled at myself. I felt like a princess today. I had come to accept my curves in the last few days and smiled, looking at myself from every direction in the mirror. This was my last day as a normal person. After today, I will be the Princess of Fae

And when the storm came, she would meet it head-on. Standing tall beneath the morning sun, Elara whispered a vow only the wind could carry: “I will not be the soft princess you betrayed. I will be the wolf that hunts.”

I naively believed that if I changed myself into the version he liked, I could finally be happy. "What I got in return was being chained to a tree and treated like trash by a group of trash." I turned back to face William. The vulnerability and fear from the nightmares were gone from my eyes. In their place was a cold, familiar edge, one forged through blood and war. "The Zendaya who tried to be a good mate? She's gone. What they'll face now is the wolf princess who crawled out of a mountain of corpses." I stepped up to him and extended my right hand. It was scarred and battered, but still steady and strong.

She even explained how the Slums rejuvenation project helped her family into gaining employment with the hotel they are staying in, giving her a better position as a cook for the day time and better hours to be with her kids. “Allison… I mean Princess Allisara is a godsend. She is a Princess by the people, for the people.” Beatrice ends, wiping tears from her eyes. “You called her Allison, why is that?” The reporter asks, her blue eyes filled with confusion. “Because that was the name the Princess went by in the Slums. She told everyone that that was the name told to her by a Doctor after she lost her memories. Everyone knew she was an amnesiac; she never hid it.” Beatrice answers with a wis

Atlas pressed it to his chest. Just at 5:00 pm, Atlas rushed down to Beatrice, the female among the kingmakers. "He was at my house today; what exactly was the outcome of the meeting?" Atlas asked, Beatrice who was just stepping down from her car. "The princess and her bodyguard, seen to have a strong bond, where the princess couldn't in any way speak about cutting ties with him, rather she stood her ground to spend the rest of her life with him." Beatrice could speak better.

I threw one of my rocks at the monster. Thank the goddess for the perfect aim. Pride filled me as the rock found its mark in the creature’s eye and it roared in anger. It found Lilith to the side. Another scream tore from my lips as the already frail woman went crashing into the wall. She fell to the ground and remained still. A royal princess of Mysthaven, married into the royal family of Devania and this was how they treated her? Just so the King could be entertained? Anger filled my stomach, engulfing all my fear. I was so angry that I could barely feel my limbs or the pain in them as I stared the creature down.