Anarchy Princess Twitch Novels & Stories

“You keep calling me your highness but you know my position. I am ranked even lower than your grace. I feel weird so……Just call me Alana” “I can’t do that, your highness. You should be more aware of your position. You are the Third Princess of the Prosperous Kingdom of Ducroft. You should hold your head high and command those who despise you” Alana was caught off guard. He looked serious, picking up his tea cup like he hadn’t just said something that would change her life forever. “Pfft-hahahahahaha! You’re an amusing man, your grace” “I am honored that you find me amusing, your highness”

I was going to be smart, I was going to be a good girl, playing the survival game. I stood up, the girl visibly relieved at that, not even hiding it. I guess she really wanted to take off that bad. I touched my head, making sure that my crown was still in place. I was not going to come out of the jet as Ana, Ana was dead, she died the minute she stepped in that jet. I was going to step out as ' Werewolf Princess Anastasia Nikita Furthrone, Defender of the Northern lands, Commander of the Lethal swords, Lady of Rockland, Future Queen of the Vampire species.'

An amount i was taking when I was just 10 years old. “You are a slave, watch how you speak.” He growled. I could tell I was angering him to the point to where he was close to shifting. “I am a Princess,” I growled. I pushed out my canines and snapped my teeth in his direction. “You know what.. because I like you and feel for you.. I’ll give you a week to tell him yourself. Until then, Beatrice will increase your wolfsbane dosage.” He said. I cocked an eyebrow at him.

’ [Alpha Six, ready to take this fucking sadist Prince and his sick followers down Boss. When her men had learned of how sick and twisted Khalid was their hatred of him had grown exponentially, they were determined to bring him down and finish him for good regardless of the cost to themselves. Such evil could not be allowed to live in their world and if he dared to harm so much as a single hair on their little Mafia Princesses head his death would be slow and extremely painful.

Her eyes widened and the scene changed to another news anchor walking on a hill above the towering flames of where the Red Moon capital had once been. “Yes, this is Prince Damian, tuning in for a special announcement for every still living werewolf, but especially your precious alpha king." My stomach lurched as his face morphed and changed. His fangs glinted in the firelight and his eyes flashed with light. He looked as vicious as he had in my dream. “This is the beginning of the end.” My gaze dropped to the corner of the screen to where the date was and I realized that in exactly two weeks I’d be twenty.

She was about to speak when the estate's security alarm began to shriek. "What's going on?" Alexander frowned, immediately pressing his earpiece. "Security, report." A frantic voice came through. "Mr. Alexander, the system is breached! All surveillance and access controls are down!" Alexander's face changed. "Princess, stay here. Don't move." He hurried out, giving sharp orders in the hallway. Before she could react, the suite door was pushed open soundlessly. A tall figure stood in the doorway, his black trench coat still carrying the chill of the night.

Ayanna snapped with a bit high voice. anyone who sees her in this condition will think she have gone crazy or Mad.. but she don't care. not when her shrine is situated in the middle of Lunar Forest... The Easter Part of the Forest. 🌬️ And I Said, He. Is. Your. Mate🌬️ Her inner voice challenged back at her. 🌬️ You're way older than him doesn't make any sense... or can't you see the way he f**k that Princess like a pro... The way he rode her like a horse,, Drilling her goddamn cunt🌬️

“Please. I watched a korean film once and spent two hours trying to figure out if the goat symbolized love or death. Never again.” He snorted into his coffee. “And besides,” she went on, warming up, “Katniss Everdeen is an iconic icon. Bow, arrow, Total badass. I wanted to be her. I still want to be like her.” “You still kind of give off Katniss vibes,” Noah said, studying her over his cup. She blinked, surprised. “Really?” “Yeah. All prickly and emotionally repressed.” His smile widened. “It’s endearing.” “Wow,” she deadpanned. “I am so honored.”

I pale lovely elf woman all in white waved briefly to me and her silver eyes paused on Liam. "Highness, I am princess Alya. I'd like to send you and yours my sympathy for your loss. Darassan accomplished all of his tasks and then some. He'd grown so old that he recalled his past life tasks and did them as well. He is truly blessed and an honored soul. Liam, I do look forward to meeting you in the future," she said, her voice sounding like soft bells ringing. I glanced at my brother who looked shocked. He simply nodded his head as Alya used her hand to close the opening. "Close your mouth brother or a bug will fly in it," I mumbled softly and he snapped out of his trance.

I resisted the urge to sneer. “I will not be around forever; the time for a new ruler is coming. All the other Princesses have accepted betrothals. Even your sister has taken it up with the Prince of Chamber, but it is not her birthright to form alliances with the other kingdoms. It is yours, Kiara.” “Arsenal is hardly the kingdom I’d like to ally with.” I turned away from him.