A Principessa's Ledger Of Vengeance Novels & Stories

you somehow change your card and manipulate the whole scenario prince:- I don't know what are you talking about then prince takes his money 50,000$ and away prince:- by the way I am going nearby hotel for a few days if you want to drink with me. you can join me I feel hungry and sleepy so please come tomorrow I promise I won't run away because I always welcome beautiful women like then use his power and run away he eats his dinner and goes back to sleep

Through gritted teeth, I uttered the words that simmered with indignant rage, "So, it was you all along. You are the one responsible for the merciless slaughter of our men." My hands clenched into tight fists, trembling with the intensity of my emotions. The weight of betrayal mingled with a fierce determination, propelling me forward to confront the very source of our anguish. The flames of justice burned brightly within me, fueling my resolve to see the truth prevail and to hold Lexi accountable for his heinous actions. "Our? Did you just say Our? Since when did you become a member of Ascot? Have you forgotten that you are a Princess? You are not just a princess of any kingdom. You are the

Who could know the secret passages except him? Nobody!. What happened next? Obviously, the princess, who hailed from a hostile kingdom, understood that a grim fate awaited her, killed His Majesty and escaped like a thief in the night. I made a cuckoo sign. “A fragile girl could do something like that with a strong man?” Chartreuse had already realized that he had his foot in his mouth and went silent for about three minutes. Then his eyes lit up. “What if she’s a witch?” I shrugged. It was possible, of course, but...

“Escort the princess to her bedchamber and confine her there for a week. She is not allowed to leave that room till the week is up.” “Princess?!” Vivian shrieks. “I’m the queen!” “Leanna is the queen. You are the princess of the Eastern Kingdom. And you are a prisoner of the North,” I tell her coolly. “If your bedchamber is too restrictive for you, you can always reside in the dungeons instead.” The guards try to help her up, but she pushes them away, hissing, “Do not touch me! Don’t you know who I am?!” They exchange a look but allow her to get to her feet herself. “You can’t do this to me, Cedric!”

The hall was in a gold background, that even the chandelier’s lit as it glows as candle light. Most of the people are now in a bright face, they’ve waited for the music of orchestra to finish before proceeding the bless for Princess Argen as Queen of Versailles. However, Argen confidently prepared herself and completely accepts the challenge to fulfill the missed obligations for years. The disappearance of her parents are all at cost. She wasn’t certain if she may develop to change the bothering spells at her absolute existence. Yet, she intend to try catching those preys and manifest their debts. Rest assured, she had read the book thirteen years ago and the descriptions are likely referrin

“That fairness of yours could stir up war among the princes or kings. Thine fairness above all else is thine curse ye need to bare.” Princess Alminah smiled. “I have been counseled of that too, shetai. My twin Leera wilt be with me to neutralize that curse who can stole men’s affection over the fairness of the skin I bare.” “Leera?” King asked. “Yea.” Princess nodded showing to him her shoulder. There, a metal wrapped around it which bore two heads of snake. “This is Leera.” “This made my heart felt easy, Princess.” “Worry not about the matter, shetai. My Prince loves me of surety not because of the curse.”

“You’re pale.” “I feel like I’ll pass out.” “But you won’t,” she said, slapping my shoulder tenderly. “You have my blood coursing through your veins. You’re tougher than you look. You’ve proven that already.” I shook my head. “I don’t understand,” I said. The seriousness of what she just confessed to me was slowly sinking in. A lot more questions came with the knowledge that I was the missing Lycan princess. “If I’m the princess, then who is—”

Riya saw someone at the back poke her head out and Riya saw with gratitude that it was Isolde her roommate and she had an empty seat beside her which she was gesturing to, Riya walked to her and sank into the seat. "What happened to you?" Isolde whispered. "I will tell you later." Riya whispered back. “Now that we are all here I would like to formally welcome all twenty of you to the palace of the North Lycan Kingdom on behalf of the Lycan prince and congratulate you for this once in a lifetime opportunity...”

A wave of heat rushed to my face. "Elena." My name rang in my ears, reverberating deep within me. I looked up—and met Lennon's ocean-blue eyes. His gaze was piercing, vast, like a universe swirling with a million constellations. I lowered my head in a fluster. "The banquet is starting. We should go." That night, my father held a grand celebration in my honor. Near the end of the banquet, he placed the crown upon my head—the symbol of power, the weight of leadership.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that