Duchess Swan Ever After High Novels & Stories

Cassian cut down an assassin who lunged too close, his blade flashing like silver fire. Another serpent charged at me, dagger raised. I twisted aside, seizing his wrist and driving his own blade into his chest with cold precision. He crumpled at my feet, his blood soaking into the dust. Gasps rippled through the crowd. The duchess is fighting once again not cowering, not fleeing, but standing. The serpents hissed curses, their leader snarling from atop a stall. “You will not wear the crown, Valcrest! Your blood will drown it!”

Ducan raised his sword in an instant, meeting hers. She glared at him then raised her sword again and thrust her hand forward. Ducan turned to his right in a quick motion and pointed the tip of his sword at her heart. "You would be dead right now." He said loudly. "Talk less." She screamed with a heavy breath then attacked him by jumping in mid air with a loud scream. Ducan raised his sword and it collided with hers. She landed on the ground and threw a punch at him which he grabbed in his palm and twisted.

But she just widens her eye and looks at me with disbelief. "You don't know that? The Campus Supreme?" she asks. I am sure my face is a question mark right now, so she just continues. "Every year, the school crowns a Campus Supreme. A Supreme Female and a Supreme Male. They are usually the students with the most impressive portfolio in all fields: academic, sports, social, and popularity. Why do students aim for these seats you might be asking... well free tuition, new mansion, new car, the popularity, the respect... and the opportunity for enlightenment."

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Natacha said and began to walk towards the dungeon gate. "It is midnight princess, get some sleep, we will continue tomorrow night" she said, locked the gate and walked down the dark hallway, her footsteps echoed quietly. Lilia stared at the book in her hands, this is her first time coming across a witch book. Growing up, she has read so many books concerning witches, she believed that they exist but she never knew that she was living with one all her life and she herself is a witch. Happy a bit about tonight's progress, Lilia sat beside a wall, her eyes filled with curiosity as she couldn't wait to dive into the book. She glared at the front page, her mind settled to learn her powers and ba

"Was it the first time you slept with Elara behind my back? Or the moment I found the lime in my shoes?" "No…" His voice trembled violently. "No, it wasn't…" "Oh, right," I said, nodding slowly. "It must've been the moment that light fell, and you didn't hesitate to catch Elara. That was when the Astraea in your heart died. Now, I am the Swan Queen of Arcadia Ballet. And you?" My smile was merciless and exquisite. "You are nothing but trash, soon to be spat out by the entire industry." Just then, Caelan stepped forward, handing me a document.

By the time we pulled away from each other, we were both breathing hard, but it was far too early in the night for us to get away with disappearing away from the rest of the club, especially since the Duke needed to be sworn in. We didn't take it as seriously as some clubs do. But it did involve tequila and sambuca. But mainly a lot of tequila. “Ready to swear everlasting fealty to me, my Duke?” I grinned. He leaned over to whisper in my ear. “I have been since we were twenty, my Duchess.” “Shall we?” I motioned towards the door. “It's not just you swearing in, I've got another two that proved they deserve it over the last couple days. I hope you're ready for tequila.”

In fact they were standing still, as if awaiting the end of the conversation. The duchess snorted, “What nonsense! Eridanus was planning a revolution from the very beginning. And you, bitch, were on his side. You should have been strangled in infancy, like Ger said!” “But...” I found nothing to answer. I choked with my own breath. “But, but...” she mocked me and then bellowed, turning to her guardians, “Why are you standing there? Go on! Kill them!” At this moment, Glein lurched and began to let go of Reive, tightening his grip on his sword.

“I told you, right here.” Her eyes turn to purple again. “I am so happy to be your Duchess,” She smiles. “But can you promise me that you won’t be cruel? I have heard that Royal Werewolves are cruel and violent.” I laugh. “I mean, every creature is capable of being that. But I will never be that way to you.” She smiles and starts to lean in. Suddenly, she gasps and disappears. SON OF A BITCH!

~~~~ High Witch Denu (Gamma) This bitch won't stop thrashing, stupid cow doesn't even realise that the more she tries to get out the more my pups are loving it and pushing more magic down into me. I smile as the shadows drop her next to the pathetic dragon on his knees, he growls at her. Funny I bet he liked it when she was on top, fucking scum.