Calamity Drunk Princess Novels & Stories

I fumbled for the words. "I'm sorry, Sera... I know I failed you. I'll believe you. I promise. Please... just give me one more chance. I swear I'll love you properly this time." She settled back into her beach chair and picked up her juice. Her smile was as radiant as ever, but her eyes were cold. "Tell me," she said, her voice soft. "If this cup were to break, could you ever make it whole again?" She took a slow sip. "I'm happy now. You should go."

Prince Raul was taking a walk in the palace when a maid carrying a tray of drinks bump into him and the drinks poured on him He boiled in anger and was ready to kill the maid Am so sorry my prince she said and fell on her knees,fear took over her,she tried her best to calm down but her eyes failed her as a tear rolled down from her eyes,she had been living with vampires dealing with a demon is out of it,now the bad luck following made her pour drinks on a demon,what will he do to her now

what stinky rat this girl really wait I saved them in fridge right I think so she opened the fridge and found them then she drank them by thinking them as juice I want to face palm myself for keeping them in fridge princess : hey you rishi you hiccup you weird fellow hiccup come here (she wants fight right let me tease her for sometime she is so cute in this drunken state) me : what do you want you are calling your master by name princess : shutup iam not your hiccup servant me : then what you are princess : I hate you sobbb I hate you hiccup because you hurted me hiccup me : who hurted whom did you forgotten princess : yeah hiccup you forgotten my love and made me your slave or servant some

She heard some maidens whispering and sniggering among the people crowding both sides of the path to welcome the Queen and she had no doubt that they were talking about her – the bastard princess reduced to a serving wench. "Isn't that the scandalous seed of the late King Adolf?" An unmated girl called Stella was whispering to the other, the Alpha's daughter known as Claire and who was probably the most beautiful unmated maiden in the Pragoth but infamous to be rather haughty and overbearing. "The half-nymph princess subjected to the life of a low life because her mother committed suicide?" Stella asked in curiosity. "Unfortunately, she is," Claire said. "I've heard of her so-called beauty,

Someone handed her a bowl with soup, but after filling the spoon once, she didn't move anymore and just blankly stared into the flames. Flames and fire... she had occasionally seen the main magic of Dragsa, but it were always joyous encounters on festivities or artistic show-casting of proud nobles. Now, she wondered how much destruction this element could bring to commoners. How devastated people felt in front of it, and how much of this devastation a lonely, possibly crazy princess could have brought... the number of people burned by the dragsean army must be enormous already, but if this magic was empowered... and how come the princess had a recovery ability that was - even just slightly

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 was on an island, completely alone. It was essentially just a patch of sand, surrounded by miles and miles of ocean. A beautiful angel descended from the clouds, heading my way. With her, a staircase appeared, pure white and leading into the clouds. However, when she reached out her long, pale white hand, I couldn't take it. I reached out as hard as I could, but just before I could even reach within a foot of those stairs and the woman, they would apparently move further away. Just below me, however, was a different story. The sand was rumbling and getting as hot as embers. The fire danced immediately beneath my feet. I screamed in pain, running around the island to escape the burn. Final

Damon ordered. “No, don't touch me. All of you!” Princess Sheila barked when her guards came to take her inside. “I'll take her,” I offered. How could she get so drunk so fast… I helped her inside. And I almost regretted it. My ears bled. She talked so much and her emotions switched up so fast. She was such a terrible drunk. “He's so blind! So damn blind…handsome face but blockhead…” she whined, gulping more and more wine.

“Oh really? Then let me make this very clear for you, my Prince.” She walked closer, brushing invisible dust off my shoulder, her smile sugary sweet. “It’s either her... or me.” she whispered in my ears. I stayed frozen,my jaw clenched. She chuckled low. “Imagine the council’s faces when I tell them their precious prince is bewitched. That a filthy, cursed omega has twisted the crown prince's mind.” She stepped even closer, locking her eyes in mine. “Or when I tell them... their noble prince is now sleeping with a cursed beast. That he’s fallen under her dirty, vile magic!”

In front of the door that led to Rose's room, there was a strong odor of fish, and fresh blood was splattered across the floor. Annyoa had a good grasp on the things that drove Drake crazy. However, it would appear that Drake is acting in a very hateful manner. It was unwise of him to take out all of his rages on harmless people like witches, doctors, and servants. They also exerted a lot of effort in order to accomplish their goal. However, it was true that they were powerless because the princess had committed suicide in secret before they were able to discover the news. Drake: "Today, all of you, including Princess Rose, will perish together. Why should I keep you if you haven't completed