Cursed Princess Club Characters Novels & Stories

It's my own mistake, I cannot blame anyone but my fate. I am brought back to my present when I collide with someone and tumble backward. I would have fallen down on my butt but righted myself at the last moment. "Watch where you are going, Whore" someone cursed me. I recognized that voice. It belongs to Tasha. She is the princess of the Agnes clan. There are four dragon clans, Raven, Agnes, Nester, and Ernest. Ravens are the dark dragons, while Agnes is a purple dragon clan. Ravens are the most powerful among the other dragon clans.

"But considering you're a hybrid. It makes sense why the pain isn't instantly incapacitating. You've got that stubborn witch streak in your DNA." He stood up and began to pace. "My name is Zephyr. I'm a Lycan and also a werewolf, a hybrid just like you, but I'm different in a way. I'm a prince, and unfortunately for you, your half brother. Our elder brother, Bane, is currently the King of a dying throne and he's sent out his hounds to find me. But they won't. Not while I have you. Finally, we are reunited as one again sister." I stared at him in dead silence. Then, a bubble of hysterical laughter rose in my throat and popped.

The little princes of the two kingdoms were forced to sit and fake smiles with each other, while the kings were talking friendly and discussing the affairs of the kingdoms. Sehun stared all over, looking for someone, not noticing Jongin's similar looks. "Danny, where's Damontry?" Sehun whispered toward Daniel next to him. You will come with Chris. Danny said to Sehun angrily, continuing to wait. Sivana and Princess Cecilia, the granddaughter of the Vampire King, were very compatible, having almost the same traits but a slight difference in appearance. at Damontry. "I can't walk." She said walking as if she had a disability in her feet, to Chris bursting into laughter.

Zed Alaric, Paladin Prince, holy hum and clean metallic scent clashing with the room's darker magics. The women: Xylia, Water Fae Princess, fiercely competitive; Thalassa Aegir, Mermaid Princess, serene and pearlescent; Dahila, Witch Noble, ancient power in velvet; Terrica, Earth Elven Princess, severe and judgmental; Zephina, Shadowborn Noble, cloaked in depths; Amira, Nephilim Princess, vibrating with celestial energy; Lyra Astraea, Celestial Mage, gazing at invisible sky charts; Morwen, Siren Princess, ethereal; Elara, Phoenix Princess, radiating subtle warmth; Petra, Valkyrie Noble, armored and formidable; Wren, Light Mage, gentle contrast; Rhysandra Nychus, Vampire Noble, compensating f

“If the Council demands your testimony, you’ll have to share your suspicions.” “I’m aware, Alpha Tam. But quite honestly, I don’t think the higher-ups see us as individuals. For them, we are all the Cursed Ones. Our Intermediary hasn’t even bothered to learn our names.” What Roark says is true. They only ever refer to us by that derogatory slur–the Cursed Ones. I can’t help thinking how the princess hasn’t bothered to learn my name either. My jaw tightens as something suspiciously like hurt pricks at my gut. Hurt? It’s ridiculous! She means nothing to me. How can she hurt me?

" Hell no she won't be a club girl. I'll kill anyone other than Axel that tries to put their hands on her. No one touches what is ours. " First of all, Viper would never let you be a bunny. He would go after anyone who even tries to touch you. Same for any of the brothers. Second, you are club royalty. The MC Princess. That is the highest-ranking you could get besides Viper. You are untouchable." Axel says. " Great as if my dating life wasn't none existent already. Now I'm untouchable, thanks to a lot Viper," she mumbles so low I don't think she wanted us to hear her.

“Ah, yes. This is Her Royal Highness, Princess Laney, youngest daughter of the King. And these are—” “Never mind,” said the princess waving a dismissive hand at Ducane. “I know who they are. I’ve already met with the other Visitors and they were very clear about the three remaining parties. The Posers, the Losers and the Cowards. It’s more than obvious which you are.” “Is it?” I said, more than a little annoyed by Little Miss Bossy Boots (the boots were purple, in case you’re wondering). “And what did they call themselves? The Super Smashing Super Squad?”

I was happy for them both. Then Kurt approached his mate. She was a beautiful girl with black hair that was so black it looked like it had blue streaks. He held her hand and sighed, “Mate.” She put her hand on his face and smiled, “Mine.” He gushed, “I am Prince Kurt from the Lycan Kingdom.” She smiled, “I am Princess Sabrina from the Mermaid Kingdom.” They were both lost in each other’s eyes when I looked to my other side and saw a huge man approach my Sylvie.

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They stopped before the throne and bowed. “Greetings, Alpha. Greetings, Luna,” they said together. Polly studied them one by one. They were beautiful, graceful, rehearsed. She smiled. Too bad they’ll all be dead soon. The women gave their names: “Princess Casandra of RedBrooks Pack,” said the first one with brown eyes, her head bowed. “Princess Amira of Hoodwinds Pack,” said the middle one, with thick black hair, shorter than the rest. And then the last: