Enslaved Princess Manga Novels & Stories

Baka mamatay ako sa mga libro na nandoon sa mansion. And I was really hook in this story dahil nakaka excite and sobrang thrilling dahil the crowned princess disguise her self into a peasant at palaging lumalabas every night to explore the town tapos na meet nya ang hard working guy na si Levi. Si Levi kasi ang nagligtas kay Princess Larissa or Risa ( the name she use kapag naka disguise sya.) mula sa isang lasing na rapist at isang magnanakaw. She fell in love with Levi dahil iniligtas siya nito na walang hinihiling na kapalit. Hindi siya sanay dahil sa paligid niya everything has a price to pay. Everyone want to take advantage of her status for their own benefits.

It was calling out to him, but he would fight it more than anything with her he would resist the urge. She was in a dense corpse of woods, hiding among the trees. She didn't know what was going on but knew she would wait it out and return during the day. She would gather what she could and somehow find Sasuke. He would save her, hopefully. He was her only hope. She just had to make it until sunrise. She was honestly surprised when she opened her closed eyes right into yellow ones. She jumped. "How did you do that?", she asked. "What princess?", he asked back. "You didn't make a sound!", she exclaimed. "It's a gift.", he said sarcastically. "Please don't run. I will not hurt you." Something i

The princess lost her patience and, using her power, she yanked Mino away, forcing him to slam into the table and make a loud noise. Vreihya swiftly removed the thick cloth Mino had wrapped earlier. With his torn and bloodied shorts, the child's little body is revealed. "Don't touch him!" Mino grumbled and was ready to stand up when the princess raised her hand, causing enormous cold vines to penetrate the window. It soon wrapped around Mino's torso, immobilizing him. She did it without looking at all.

The hope was extinguished again, the despair slowly set up camp in this sanctuary. Mahnaz, who had understood that she had changed, had become tired of maids and maidens then became silent when Prince Zalari heard the most beautiful girl in all of Inland, a young rose delicate and famous beauty cast in silver. He had taken the imprisoned princess Eva to his holy resting place. In the resting place he did not tolerate even a single step of a maid. Those maids were made special, bathed like princesses, bathed with flowers and milk.

A low moan escapes my lips as lips encircle my hard nipple. Strong fingers find their way inside me, slowly moving in a ‘come hither’ motion and creating a lewd squelching sound that I did not expect my body to make. “Princess, are you my good girl?” I look down my body to find familiar dark green eyes, filled with lust and need. “Yes!” I moan out my answer….

slave. “Now sit, so we can do your hair.” She replied. One of the maids pulled over a chair, and I sat down. It’s been a while since I’ve had anyone do my hair that wasn’t Lillian. “You have such lovely hair. It’s very unique.” The maid said. I couldn’t tell if they were being fake.. the compliments seemed true, but I’m the princess of their kingdom enemy.. so I wondered if their intentions were pure. I watched from the mirror on the wall as they did my hair in intricate braids and wrapped it into a bun on the back of my head. They pulled strands of hair out to frame my face like I usually prefer and topped my bun off with a matching pink flower and an ocean Pearl clip.

Aella's pov Frustration flared as I side-eyed the tall dark elf who continued to tell me he was too old for me. Tired of his nonsense, I flipped him off and ran into the woods, only to get surrounded by a group of large, white-haired men. Before I could fire at them or flee my lower half and hands were covered in a thick layer of ice. My fire was snuffed out. “How fortunate for us. The princess falls into our hands and should be taken to our leader to be bred with. She carries Ice in her veins,” one of them said with a smirk.

With a sharp thrill of excitement, Ilyria saw that the Princess’s hand had closed in a fist around the object. Then the ascetic had wrangled her back into their unflinching grip and Ilyria found herself first on one side of the door through which she had entered, and then in one seamless movement, on the other. The Princess had the token though! She told herself that was good. She slumped down on the small stool in the waiting chamber, rubbing her arms against the drafts. Is it good that she has the token though? She had failed to deliver the message that went with it though so perhaps it was of no use. And the Princess was under an enchantment and had not been able to speak to her. Only sho

Knelt in front of him and extended a hand towards the young man. "Let me help you," Morrigan said, lending her hand to the young slave but even before Morrigan could aide the slave to get up he immediately hissed and pounced on top of her like a rabid wild animal, strangling her with his strong hands. The slaves calloused and filthy hand enclosed on the delicate neck of the princess that in one strong flick of his hands he could even break Morrigan's neck in an instance. But this slave noticed something wrong in Morrigan's eyes, instead of seeing fear in her eyes he could see satisfaction and thankfulness as if silently pleading him to end her miserable life with his own hands. That behind t

“Give them whatever they ask for.” Raven looked back at me briefly. “Don’t cause trouble.” “I have done anything. He’s the—” She hissed at me. Red glowing eyes. I felt fear strike through me as I was suddenly cast back into that hazy dream. I could hear that woman cackling. Raven set her jaw and turned back to Paul. He hesitated but nodded. “As you wish, Princess.” She put a pile of gold coins on the counter. “For the trouble.”