Cursed Princess Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, there was a handsome prince adored by many women. But he was arrogant and unkind. One day, a sorceress came to test him. She disguised herself as an old woman and asked for his help, offering him a single red rose as payment. "But because of his pride, the prince refused to help and instead drove her away. This angered the sorceress, and in her fury, she placed a curse on the prince and his servants..." As Alethea continued her story, Shareeza listened intently, completely captivated, her gaze never leaving Alethea. "What did he get cursed into?" Shareeza asked eagerly. "The sorceress turned the prince into a hideous monster, while his servants were t

He asked, he knew a particular issue of mate curse which Iris was interested in. ‘But isn't his mate the princess, princess Lucy’ he thought. “The mate curse,” Catherine said, not knowing how to elaborate it. “Wait, shouldn't the princess be with Kael now?” he asked aloud. “Well, she.. is the princess,” Catherine said pointing at Lucy apologetically. Lucas stood up immediately stunning both ladies, Lucy's face faltered. “Let me take a good look at your features, so you are the princess” he asked inquisitively.

And still… here she was. Elysia lowered her hands, staring at the cold, uneven floor. Her heart ached with confusion. How could this be? How could she survive a curse that the Queen insisted was absolute? Something that, according to every story, every warning, every shadow whispered in her mind, should have killed her? She pressed her forehead against the wall, rocking slightly. Her fingers dug into the stone. “I… I didn’t mean to,” she whispered. Her voice cracked. “I didn’t touch anything I shouldn’t have… I didn’t”

Alden, Jax, Theron, and Rowan stepped out, forming a loose semicircle a few paces back. My brothers. My maybe‑mates. My war. “They sold an omega,” I thought again, fingers curling on the cold stone. “They’ll face a princess.” And not just any princess. One with a curse, a mark, and six wolves at her back who refused to call her property. Bloodthorn had drawn their line. We’d drawn ours. The horizon between them glowed, faint and dangerous, under the watchful eye of a moon that had seen worse and would see worse again.

She ran her index finger along Sienna’s face and continued, “You; my Luv never died…” What Serena said made sense to Sienna. Rubbing her forehead, she muttered, “I never felt like I died either… technically I don’t know what death feels like but it just felt like me when I found myself here… I felt cold, lonely, and claustrophobic…” Serena was impressed by her analysis and decided to give her a bit of more information. “When Alaric refused my proposal three years ago, I was furious. So, I cursed him.” Walking around Sienna in circles, she continued, “Eventually, I realized that he won’t be mine even if his mate died. So, I twisted the curse so that his mate is trapped in my prison.”

I am no longer a lost princess. I am a Queen. Queen of the Underworld. ***

She got off and walked to the window, her eyes gazed into the moonlit sky. "Your father was from Russia. He was about three hundred years old when he met me," she said without taking her eyes off the darkness. "And...his family is one of the most powerful royal families in the vampire world." "A royal?" I said. "He wasn't just a royal," Mom added. "He was, in fact, a crowned prince." My jaw went a slack. I honestly didn't know how to react to this. "I suspected that as much," Octavia murmured to herself but still loud enough for my ears.

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

"Princess Eva's life is in trouble. Due to a poison, their existence and powers are getting cold, they are resorting to fire to keep them alive, but this fire is scorching their fragile existence. We ordered the life-restoring herb on our own, but if we wait any longer, his body may die due to lack of food and weakness." Bragg had explained the whole situation in careful words. The bird flew towards the palace. Ivan was completely wrapped in a warm silk bed. The princesses will come to get her as soon as they hear this message. It seemed like there was a curse, some bad prayer or like an evil eye. Even before the enemy, the life of the heir of Renam Empire was ending. Her long black hair was

“Many years back a little princess was born unto a Alpha king and a powerful queen, her name was Patriach, she was so beautiful and loved by everyone in the kingdom because she was believed to be a rare wolf with abilities. On the day of her naming ceremony, all powerful creatures of all kinds came to attend the event even the witches and the most powerful dark lord. Each witch blessed her with purity, grace, love and any good gift they could think of but only one gave her a blessing and a curse. The witch bless her with beauty that would make any powerful man to want her and fight for her but the curse was more deadly than the blessing. The witch cursed her to never find happiness with her