Novel & Cerita Blood Princess

I bring my princess closer to my body, holding her hand firmly but gently. --- Her name is Louise Bernard, a vampire from the Clan who invaded the Collins' kingdom and kidnapped the supreme-- speaks quickly a little nervous with my reaction-- is in a really deplorable state, probably went through some emotional and refuses to talk to anyone other than the supreme-- he finishes and I don't like what he said at all. What does this leech want with my mate? I growl just thinking about the possibility that she wants to harm my female, because if she wants to, before she even thinks about it, she'll have her throat cut like that poor Albert.

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

I swallowed the ache in my throat. “I know. I won't come near you again.” I turned to leave. At the end of the hall, maids whispered, “The Imperial summons for the Blood Prince's bride went out today. Noble girls trembled opening theirs—thank the Moon Goddess, theirs were blank.” “They say the Blood Prince is from the First Bloodline—an Alpha so old, his bond doesn't heal, it feeds. Every bride gives her life-force to keep him strong…” “The Sixth? Vanished. No body. No soul-mark. Like she never existed.”

She didn't come this far to fail. "Doctor, is it true?" She demanded. "Answer me." "Yes, I have the Princess since the explosion in the nightclub," Clavier revealed as if it meant nothing to him. # Clavier's memory, After leaving the nightclub with his nurse that he managed to buy from the auction, Clavier glanced outside the window of his car and saw someone familiar being forced into a car. A smile appeared on Clavier's face when he recognized the woman bought at the highest price. It was no other than the Princess herself. Who could have thought that royal blood would end up getting auctioned as a sex slave?

Even if he couldn't properly move his lower body, his power was still visible and immense, fit to be called the King. "Welcome home, son," Alejandro Michaelis Blood said, the current vampire king. "Glad to be back, Papa. Where's Beatrice?" Sebastian asked. His father frowned and scoffed. "She's unreasonable, Sebastian!" King Alejandro yelled. "Did you two fought again?" Sebastian asked and chuckled. "What did Beatrice do this time?" he added. Beatrice Grances Blood is his younger sister and the first princess of the kingdom.

"Princess...Levara?" The woman standing before her was unmistakable. Long golden-brown hair, pale skin, crimson eyes and soft pink lips. The beautiful face that Elly had seen on television countless times, the beloved Princess of Avenor. Her princess. Levara. But something was terribly wrong, Levara's eyes were empty, there was no warmth in them, they looked almost lifeless. As if the woman standing before Elly had already died long before her body had ever stopped breathing. Elly swallowed.

I growled as I splashed cold water on my body. L’oana cocked her head and watched me bathe in silence. “No one’s going to kill you, princess,” she finally said in the same irritating condescending tone. “In fact, you’re soon to be the blushing bride.” “He’s going to marry me?” I gasped in disbelief. “He’s expecting a flat chested virgin. I’m not sure how he’s going to feel about Jack getting to you first,” she said smugly. “Maybe he’ll change his mind.”

his order thundered in Rhae’s ears. The Princess? Rhae’s head became full of questions. Though she hadn’t known the woman for long, she had grown attached, even though she was a princess. Rhae flicked the knife from her palm upwards towards her attacker. The blade dug into the man’s shoulder, making him loosen his grip with a grunt. Rhae slid out of his hold and stood up, dipping away from reaching hands. She jumped, spreading her legs, kicking down both the men around the Princess. The men staggered, grabbing their necks in pain. Rhae grabbed the Princess’ sword off the floor and tucked the handle into her palm. Rhae grabbed her shoulder and sprinted out of the alley dragging the Princess b

I shook my head in disappointment as I brought up the guild’s file on the Bloodmoon Princess. “Princess HANA Kinsley!” Albert and Isak exclaimed in unison. This semester just got interesting. Albert had the human daughter of Alpha Logan Kinsley, a justifiably feared alpha from the Pacific Northwest in his class. While I don’t know if Albert will give up pursuing her, knowing who she truly is, I’m more intrigued than ever. I will find a way to have an audience with the Bloodmoon Princess and see if she’s as immune to my charms as she was to Albert’s.

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.