Evil Princess Novels & Stories

She dug the novel out from beneath a stack of correspondence she'd been using to bury it, dust gathering faintly along its spine, and sat with it open in her lap for the first time in nearly two weeks. *The Villainess's Ruin.* She'd read it once, in her old life, curled up with tea gone cold beside her, treating it as nothing more than pleasant escapism before bed. She read it now with an entirely different kind of attention, searching each page for anything she might have skimmed past the first time, anything that might connect, however loosely, to a name like Renshaw.

Her eyes turned completely white. From her woman like voice, it changed into voices of different ages and gender. An old man, a child, and a lady’s voice came out of her mouth when she spoke. “The time has come, that when the moon blankets the sun, the Herald of the embodiment of evil shall be crowned as Queen. A woman with bright purple eyes,” Cassiopeia said. Taylor turned her gaze to Felix, “amethyst eyes,” she said. “The crown will grant her powers beyond her forefathers and shall bring chaos and peril to us all. She shall come to destroy our land and the away the heart of Nuella Sangre.” Stefan and Taylor turned their gaze to Felix once more.

“And who is that? Whose name did he call?” Alex hesitated, eyes flicking to the glass where Darrius still sat, smirking at nothing. “Can I ask you a question first?” “Yeah. What’s it now?” He shifted his weight. “What will you do if I tell you who the person is?” I didn’t even have to think. “What else? I’ll make sure that person dies a cruel death. Eve is mine, and nobody dares touch her family. I promised to avenge their deaths.” My voice hardened. “But that doesn’t mean Darrius is free. That man was a murderer too. Anyway, enough of the too much talking.” I shook my head, frustration boiling over. “Tell me who that is.”

Elira leaned in, whispering quickly as though even saying their names too loudly could bring trouble. “ The girl in the middle is Cressida Vale, a dragonkin sorceress with blazing crimson hair and molten-gold eyes. Known for breathing sparks when angry. Damien’s girlfriend. Ruthless, manipulative, always two steps ahead”. “Beside her by the right is Lura Duskbane, a vampire enchantress with long raven-black hair and lips the color of fresh blood. She has the ability to cloud minds and lure secrets from anyone. Cold and cruel.”

"How... maternal you look." Behind her, Princess Evelynn glided in wearing midnight black, her ruby mouth curved in a smile that promised trouble. Where Ivora was ice, Evelynn was the kind of venom that enjoyed itself — beautiful, deliberate, amused by her own cruelty in a way that made her more dangerous than someone who felt guilt about it. Then came Second Prince Lucian.

Suddenly, a presence invaded his senses, a distinct feeling that someone was watching. "Who's there?" he demanded, his voice filled with a mix of caution and curiosity. "Well, well, aren't you perceptive," a playful voice chimed in, as a captivating figure materialized before him. Emine, the Devil Queen, observed him intently, her gaze fixated on the files strewn across his desk. "Let me formally introduce myself. I am Emine, the enigmatic Devil Queen. And I have a proposition for you: cancel your deal with Aiden Clark."

Isla knew her mother would try to exploit her. “My queen, are we even sure that a child exist?”, her right hand Finley asked. “Of course! I felt her transfer of power, we all did. Even if it’s not her child, someone has it and I need to find out who”, Evanora is a greedy woman, she had promised her daughter to a powerful warlock, everything was coming together. Her plan to take over the surrounding covens with the help of Icarus, but her daughter decided to throw her life away.

Sylvie's chest tightened with anger. 'I, a socialite from the Imperia elite circle and granddaughter of the Iron Dragon, am genuinely being outmatched by a college girl?' The speed of Estelle's turning the off switch on her sweet act had caught her off guard. 'So, this is her true colors. She's a sweet-faced devil with more than enough bite.' ... That afternoon, Evan taught Artemisia with unusual focus. Artemisia knew the reason behind it and couldn't help feeling a little sorry for him.

She was a little scared and asked, “Mother, what’s wrong with you?” Her words also brought Isa back to reality. “Oh! It’s nothing! I just thought of something that happened a long time ago,” Isa replied casually. “Mother, what could make you act so scary?” Evie asked worriedly. “Evie, you are still young, so there are some things that you are not ready to know yet.” “Mother, I am not young anymore, and I am the Elven Princess, so I am qualified to know some of our secrets. I want to know what’s in your mind that caused you to show such murderous looks,” Evie said seriously.

An evil female voice shouted from the sky. Palio, a sinister enchantress once exiled from Parabola floats down, caring the corpse of the king in one hand and holding her scepter of malice in the other. " You evil witch!” April G said as she folded her bow behind her back and pulled out a massive sickle.” Release the king this instant.” " You may have this pathetic tool,” Palio said as she threw the king’s lifeless body to the ground.” " I want the true threat to my reign. Bring me the child!”