Cursed Princess Novels & Stories

My breath stops. “No,” I whisper. “No, that’s not him…” “He becomes this,” a voice croaks behind me. “If you fail.” I spin around. A woman stands there. If she can be called a woman. Her form flickers between flesh and bone. Her hair is tangled with thorns, her skin pale as grave-light. Her smile is wrong. Too wide. Too sad. “You finally see.” “Who are you?” I gasp. “The first cursed one,” she whispers. “The first mate who failed her king.”

It always happens whenever I'm scared. "Calm down, Cara, lest you reveal your powers to him," Hana whispers angrily. "If that happens we can kiss this place goodbye because we'll be thrown out as bad bloods." Bad bloods. Otherwise known as the Ruined, or the Cursed. The spoilt apples.

"My Prince, you are awake.. What happened, I heard a loud thud and I rushed in to see you sprawled on the floor.. Are you okay?" I stated at him and back at myself... I am cursed but I am different.. I have been cursed since I was an infant and my cure is a Sheba but I am different now because she is my cure and she has healed me. Sarafina. "I think I have my memories back, Khan" * * *

She tried to lock the servant girl’s body even tighter in a protective embrace as Lord Fincher continued to speak. “That little servant girl, she is a cursed one! I saw her trying to make the pots levitate!” At the mere mention of the word ‘cursed one,’ the people around them began to whisper and ramble about. Finally, the prince himself shouted. “Liar!” “No, sire, I am not lying! I swear by the graves of my father and mother! I am telling you the truth! She is cursed! We have to kill her instantly and report this to the Capitol!”

No matter what times are changing portended, Iris was a Candlemaiden, and her domain would ever be the spirits and spirit of Erinlin. But Iris's fate was not her own, and across the sea in walls of stone schemed a greedy king with a wide-armed throne. With his eyes set on Erinlin and the voice of misery whispering in his ear, he planned to reshape the peaceful kingdom into a land entirely subservient to his own.

"That night was a horrible night for us! We thought we were saved and safe, but we weren't. Kevin didn't accept his love proposal and of course, I didn't agree either. The son was angry. woman and They changed their mind, they wanted us to die.The tribe members fought us.Kevin fought them and soon the army found us and rescued us.Most of them were wounded and dying.Most of them were wounded and dying.The tribe fell with fire. But before we left that place, we passed the daughter lying on the ground with blood on her body. He looked at us with sharp eyes and full of anger. He shouted loudly and began to spell cast in a loud way. "I am Princess Rada, I curse you Harry from now on, you will see

Drake turned to motion towards Angel, "My dear friend here is very hungry if you can give him something to eat, I will gladly get rid of any monsters you wish.” “We don’t have much but if you can kill those damn monsters we can certainly spare something.” They looked up to see an older version of the little girl holding a rifle. “Names Alexis Romanov and she’s my little sister, Akilina. Come in and we’ll talk.” Drake stood up, “That would be good.” He turns toward Angel again and holds out his hand. Angel walks ahead of Drake and they follow the girls into the Cabin.

A knock on the door sounded and Myra smiled cruelly “Enter.” The door open and Myra turned looking at the young woman who had entered, her long brown hair plaited, her face passive but it was the arrogance and resentment in her eyes that intrigued The Dark Lord. “Princess Cordelia…” “Your majesty,” Cordelia said bowing gracefully to the queen. “You wished to see me,”

"That's what you deserve, thief.“ “I heard she’s a princess, though.” I heard someone whisper. “Ha! She’s nothing but a dirty thief.” “Nah, it’s true. She’s a princess, but got sold by her own parents. And now she’s a slave, who apparently is also a thief.” “I guess she’s cursed.” “Yeah, no one should be associated with someone like her.” “Did you know she was also mated to the four princes?” “What, that dirty thief?” “I’m sure the princes were disgusted.”

Desperate wailing. I didn't look back. Outside the dungeon, the midday sun was blinding. Alaric stood on the steps. Waiting. He opened his arms—and I fell into them. "It's over," he said. I buried my face in his chest and let the tears fall. The new king was crowned. Only one thing made the council's heads ache: The throne had no queen. Every noble house in the kingdom, hearing that Alaric's curse was broken, rushed to offer their daughters.