A Monster Hunter Becomes A Princess 소설 & 이야기

"Presenting Princess Sapphire Cline and Charles Gordon." "Mate." My wolf Fenris makes himself known. He basically growled out that word. In walks the most amazing looking woman I have ever seen. She has fire-red hair. And finally, it dawned on me he said the princess. O my goodness my mate is the vampire princess.

But, beside her lies Shane (Snow White). Reiner (Florian) felt like the sky had fallen and his tears fell. Then, out of anguish, he attacked the monsters around him before he went to take Shane (Snow White) away. But how can the monsters around them let him? They have to take the corpse of the princess of this kingdom to show to their kin as their ‘trophy’! As the symbol that they will rule this kingdom!

Those thoughts alone stirred me up, only the have Creed rub my knuckles with this thumb. “So who is this princess?” I asked no one in particular. Annabelle cleared her throat. “She was a lost princess who recently came back to Bergarian from the Earth realm. She’s a werewolf, and a powerful one at that. Princess Sadie is very compassionate about learning about different cultures and species. I’m sure that is all that it is,” she waved her hand. The uneasiness in her voice continued to shake me as we approached the meadow. “A,…a werewolf?” I spoke to myself. I shouldn’t be surprised. Everything around here was coming straight out of a fairytale book, anyway.

I glared at Sebastian and he looked very surprised. "Bring me my mate or someone's getting hurt," I said softly and he grabbed my phone and started dialing. I watched him closely and he looked over at me strangely. "She's exactly like me Rai and I'm certain that her mate can calm her like you do me," he mumbled quickly through the phone. I heard a muffled voice then Sebastian exhaled harshly. "No Rai, the boy is the princess's, our granddaughter will have to find another. Skye's very powerful and will make a wonderful Reaper Queen," he said sincerely and grinned at me. I was too angry to care at this point.

I didn’t know why, but I suddenly felt nervous and bothered. I was surprised when two girls pulled me by my arms. I was about to push them away when the girl with white hair spoke again. How could they be so touchy? Gosh! “I’m Venus, princess of Amien Kingdom, wind manipulator,” she said. We all sat down on a long, round sofa. The girl holding my left arm, with brown eyes and long, curly green hair, spoke next. “I’m Celestina, princess of Fleur Kingdom, I can manipulate nature’s power.”

Her eyes meet mine one last time, and there is something unspoken there—something heavy with expectation. “You chose to become the monster,” she says quietly. “Now learn what it means to wield it.” And just like that, the path forward is no longer theoretical. It has a destination. And a name. The Butcher. And somewhere deep inside me, something ancient and unfamiliar stirs—like it’s been waiting for this war far longer than I have. We pack in quiet motion. Mae moves through Ilythra’s home like she’s afraid of touching things too hard, like the walls might whisper secrets if she brushes them wrong. I’m stuffing clothes into my bag—things that already feel like remnants of another life—when I

’ She spoke in English her familiar mother tongue which gave her a little comfort as she wrapped her arms around her knees shivering in the darkness, somehow she must fallen asleep because she was rudely awakened by a bucket of iced water being thrown over her, ‘Cambio.’ [Out.] The Monster commanded and she was forced to crawl stiffly out of the cage and was about to stand up when he stopped her, ‘Rimani in ginocchio finché non ti viene dato il permesso’ .[Stay on your knees until you are given permission.] She flinched as he raised his hand and he smirked, ‘Bene, stava imparando in fretta, la disobbedienza sarebbe stata punita’.[Good, she was learning fast, disobedience would be punished.]

And her name happens to be Mia. Mia stretches her hand wide, “ I suddenly have the urge to hunt, no animals in sight. No werewolf in sight either” She looks into the sky. A black wing appears on her back,as a double horn appears on each side of her forehead, her face turns weird, sharp fangs, her face as an eye in the middle of her forehead. She's a horn eye demon girl. With a flap of her wing, she flew up the air “so, what's in for me?”

Pushing his sword back inside the belt, he reaches her side and shakes her awake. It’s when he saw it, the stamp of irrevocable horror in her teary, bloodshot eyes. It made him gulp. Something unnatural has scared her. His hands itched to pull her close and run the arms on her trembling spine. Only he couldn’t do that. It wasn’t his place. He was just a partner in crime, showing her way to achieve revenge. He wasn’t the person in whom she could find her peace and home. He was the opposite, something she should run from. The princess of Alvar was slowly tangling into the web of a monster that wasn’t any different from the monarch of Baden. The only difference was, one loved to break the flesh

“Knight Commander, you do know that Raelynn is the princess of the kingdom, do you? She is royalty while you are just a Knight Commander and your father is a Baron.” “Yes, Milord. I realize the difference in our statuses. But I fell for her before I found out about her identity.” “I see. So, you fell for who she is and not because she is a princess. Am I right?” “Yes, Milord,” Laurier replied, his eyes not wavering even for a second. Whatever he was speaking was the truth and there was nothing for him to worry about.