Devil Princess Novels & Stories

She wanted to meet Caspian again, but she did not want to meet Caspian again. ...... "Hehehe, how dare you come to kill my Queen Mother of Vermins? the royal uncle has also passed out." An devil cultivator with a human body and a worm body giggled and said, "If you want to kill me, you can't. Let the general or the royal uncle come." The devil cultivators surrounding the Queen Mother of Vermins didn't dare to breathe. Because there were round balls near the Queen Mother of Vermins. This was an egg born by the Queen Mother of Vermins.

"My father is the king after all. I've spent my days in the palace, living a life of luxury." "Your father...is the king?" Dominik asked, a bewildered look, plastered on his face. "Yes, is that a problem?" Dominik went quiet for a while. "Have you heard of the devil alpha?" The name immediately rang a bell in my head. Over the year, there a known group of Lycans, led by the devil alpha. The devil alpha was known for his strength, power, and ruthlessness. I had heard my father discussing about it with Vera and from the way he spoke, he detested the devil alpha.

I whisper in fear. Tsking, and biting his lip, he shakes his head. “Oh, no. Don’t think of it like that,” he says sweetly, his nefarious smile shifting to sweet and beautiful. “I’m just a fragment of dust of what you may term as the devil. So small and useless until I’m given instructions by my boss. In this case, Mr. Memphis, otherwise known as Devlin, and the water of power he pours to me in form of instructions, stirs my little particles into a pile of mud and I get my power from him. But for now, I’m nothing more than a human just like you and everyone else in your little world.”

Knowing we had some time before we reached our destination, I ask Christopher, “Who exactly is this Dark Goddess?” Christopher turns slightly to look at me and I could see that he was questioning whether he should enlighten me on who she was, but thankfully he decides to tell me. “She is not of this world, just like your Moon Goddess. She is from another realm, that feeds on the souls of the fallen. In human terms, she is like the devil, that collects the souls of those that are lost. If she is unleashed, she will bring back all those souls with her, and all the good that we know now will be lost to her and her disciples. We can’t let that happen.”

“I can’t let any of you do it. Killing a fairy curses the killer, unless it’s another fairy.” “So, we go there and drag her back,” Liz offers. “Here you can do what you have to do.” “She might have witches or other creatures helping her,” Quinn tells us. “Hi, Crown Princess of Witches,” Carol waves. “No witch can resist my command, except my mother.” “Soriase is the original immortal dragon, they all must obey her,” I remind everyone. “King of Werewolves,” Dad smiles. “So, unless she is working with Blood suckers we are covered,” Ally smiles.

The Earl shrieked in wonder, "You call her a maiden! She is no maiden. She's a thief! A mercenary, unbelievable thief!" He continued barking while he walked backwards away from them, "She handed her drink to the Earl of Vetcom, said things too daring for any normal Scottish woman and stole food. You would not call such person a mai…" He found himself staggering suddenly, noticing he was just at the edge of a ditch, one he didn't notice because he was too busy shouting. While he found himself falling into it, a hand quickly gripped around his hard and tight. Gently, that same hand pulled him up, straight back to his balance. And it was the devil herself.

DAPHNE ~✼~ Where was the girl who didn't give a fuck about Alex? Where was the girl who wasn't scared of anything? Where was the girl who dared to slap a mafia don a few seconds ago? You're right, gone. Replaced with this sinful and lustful part of her. The one which wanted to feel his cock slide down her throat, the one who wanted to taste his cum, savour it and devour it like it was the sweetest thing.

(Adelaide) The beast passed girl after girl—barely noticing the ones trembling in puddles of their own terror. Then he reached Calia. The thin girl whimpered, tears streaking down her face. For one horrifying heartbeat, Adelaide thought he would take her—take this fragile doe and crush her without a thought. But the Devil sniffed the air around Calia—one deep inhale—then moved on. Straight toward Adelaide. Her stomach dropped. Her knees threatened to give. But she locked her spine, forcing her chin up.

She cries as she falls to her knees, wherein in a tragic them of a horror novel, she is a princess in a rag dress to whom instead of becoming a real princess, turns into the devil’s daughter that she is. Just then. “Well, shall we head to the deal?” Drawing a sinister smile as his little game is now taking its final tole and is giving him to much of a glee that he could ever wish for. He snaps his finger as he intended to prolong her agony and enjoy her suffering, yet. “Stop!” she screams denying everything that she sees. Now curling in her place as she hides her face in between her palms. Trying to make sense of everything and the entire scene that she just witnesses.

she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Mathias took a deep breath before continuing, his own unease growing. "Okay... she said you are HIJA DEL DIABLO, meaning DAUGHTER OF THE DEVIL. And lastly, she called you HIRO DE MALDICION, meaning... CURSED CHILD," he said, his voice trailing off.