Battle Princess Annie Novels & Stories

Her small hand on his hulking muscles was enough to make Xandar’s animal howl internally with pride and ecstasy. Christian interrupted his animal’s happy moment when he brought Annie to his cousin and the new-found Queen. Annie was only a little shorter than Christian. Her lilac eyes shone beautifully against her tanned skin. Her shoulder-length hair was straight and brown. She wore a plain pink shirt and white shorts. Even so, she was anything but plain-looking because her facial features made everything she wore stand out in her own way. With a warm smile, she reached out to give Xandar a brief hug before she turned to look at Lucianne who had a friendly smile on. Annie smiled graciously a

Her aba Mandel speaks from behind, "You're not ready yet for a fight. We'll find another way, okay?" "There's no other way, aba!" she answers. Adamant, she proceeds to the center and vigorously declares, "I, princess Amira, the youngest of the royal draconian, challenge princess Alianah for a fight to determine the strongest fit for prince Hasham's heart." Princess Alianah, a tall, fine and exquisite draconian of minimal golden scales, stands from her seat and declares with so much pride, "I, princess Alianah the third born of the royal draconian, accept the challenge of princess Amira for a duel to determine the strongest and most deserving for prince Hasham." She doesn't keep her mocking g

“ But…..wasn’t it forbidden for the two lessons to be combined together ? “ asked Angelo confused . “ Of course it was forbidden but……….the princess didn’t care . She loved learning new things just like you . “ said Antonio and poke his small nose in a playing way making Angelo laugh . “ Then , the princess….. “ asked Angelo super interested . “ The princess………she was a very rebellious character . She didn’t like dresses and other shiny sparkle things like the other princesses did . They enjoyed wearing them and focus on the bride training while the princess didn’t want to be a bride at all . Even though she didn’t wore those dresses , jewels , high-hills and other stuff , items often , she

“A white cow is eating grass atop a hill when suddenly—“ he points to Annabelle Rooney, grinning. Annabelle’s deathly pale face contorts into slight annoyance as everyone’s attention shifts to her. It’s almost comical how such opposites they are with her sister Jennifer. Where Jenny is all butterflies and blue, Annabelle is hardcore goth, rock bands, and black. “Come on, Annie.” Archie urges. She huffs. “A dragon swoops by and eats the cow as it’s meal, then suddenly—“ she glances around, points to Evin. “A princess wearing a dress and wielding a sword tames the dragon and flies it to the enemy kingdom that killed her family, but suddenly—“ Evin points to me like I knew she would.

To the world, I'm Sophia Romano—the family's wild, radiant princess. Vincent is the mafia heir—stoic, controlled, the very picture of restraint. But every night, he grips my waist, fucking me until my legs go weak while whispering my name over and over: "Principessa." He just doesn't know that in two weeks, I'm marrying someone else. The sheets are still damp with our shared heat. I lie in bed, catching my breath as Vincent rises to dress.

“Can you create it?” “I’ve tried but I haven’t been able to yet. I think I’m getting closer though,” she says brightly. She continues to play with the candle, pinching the flame between her fingers and dragging it through the air like a fiery ribbon. She splays her fingers and the flames envelop her hand. “You should try it Ana,” she murmurs, staring at the fire burning in her palm. “Why?” I sigh. “Because I bet you’ll find it much more entertaining than simply controlling people.”

(Major Colleen) The moment she said it, The Queen and Princess Angela were somewhat excited. They have heard the name before, Bina Murook the leader of Maiden Mercenary groups that has defeated all sorts of enemies, They cleanse the entire Tri-Nation Valley of bandits, defeated a hundreds thousand of Goblin uprising, Destroying countless of dungeons on all sort of threat level. The Demoness General, that can crush any man skull with only one hand. As a matter of fact, The Demoness General has her own fan base in this Angel City, she has become an icon of admirations among the woman, in Dukedom of Angela even the princess Elfina admire her.

He stopped laughing the minute he took a look at my face, instantly composing himself he turned back to Zachary, "As of 8pm last night Annalise Elisabeth Shaw became the next in line for the crown, instantly making her Queen of the Vampire empire, even if she didn't know, she is the last blood relative of the reining King and Queen, so you see Zackie boy this fight is null and void",

In the midst of all of the chaos I am still thinking about how Erebus doesn’t want me to be his Queen. “Hello Luna,” the one with the dressing bag greets us and all three of them curtesy sweetly. “I am Anna. This is Amy, she will be doing your hair. And that is Amelia, she will be doing your make-up.” Putting on a fake smile I nod gently to each of them and introduce myself and Sophie. Without hesitation they help us into our overly large seats and the pampering begins. Anna buffs and pants my fingernails and toenails, while Amy fusses over my hair. Amelia and Sophie are chatting like old friends while Amelia applies her make up. When they finish their jobs they swap places and Amelia

I furrowed my brow and shook my head. "No, Nekane. I'm the Reaper Queen and a Death Goddess. I will not run and hide, I will fight and destroy my enemy," I decreed as I called my scythe and felt the black smoke roll across my flesh making a black cloak. I was a kick ass female reaper and Nekane nodded his head doing what I'd done. We were awesome together and I held his hand as we vanished to reap his brother.