Evil Princesses Novels & Stories

Nicholas answered. "Oh, it turns out that in your country there are vampires," Regina added, surprised. "Yes, Mother. Apart from vampires, we also have werewolves and evil witches," Georgia said. "Gosh! Apart from the vampires, there are also witches there?" asked Regina gasp, she opened her eyes wide. Nicholas and Georgia nodded, then one of them told Regina that the empress in Emerald was also a bad person. "Mother, the empress in the land of Emerald is also evil as evil as Greta and Alexis the witch. Empress Grazia gave us poisoned drinks," said Georgia.

"N-No your majesty, I apologize." While Damien and Leon were so angry as to be rendered speechless, a woman with hair similar to Layla was decorated like a doll, adornments that even the imperial princess of Avesta had to think twice before wearing, embellished her body. She was dressed so extravagantly so to appear more beautiful than Layla yet she did not know what to compare when it was as such. "Iris" A voice emerged from behind Icarus, and Marianna looked down at the female who was bowing with a seductive smile directed at Icarus. She was the daughter of Duke Everdale's sister and shared some commonalities with Layla's features.

Of course, when the woman dared to ask first, unlike Lilian, we had even been together in the same room since yesterday, but I had no idea that Lilian had even asked me. "My name is Elissa, I am one of the princesses in the Southeast Palace. Me being here is one of the conditions for an alpha king who has been betrothed to me by the goddess of the moon. Because I had to do several things and then learn more deeply about being a queen, my parents sent me here. Even if I wanted or chose, I would feel reluctant at all. I hate all the rules and I don't like being regulated like this, but what can I do, I have to do it." I smiled again when I heard Elissa's words. It turned out that the woman was

Together, these ten form the volatile inner circle of Drakonios’s court, each certain the crown—and the dragon king’s immortal heart—should ultimately belong to her alone. She went on, her tone calm but sharp. “They’re all princesses. Born of realms with claws, fangs, or old magic. Witches, fae, werewolves, dragons. Each one is more dangerous than the next.” Elianna’s fingers tightened around the fabric. Seraphina’s expression grew more serious. “Avoid them all, if you can. But most of all—Cassandra.” She said the name like a blade drawn in warning. “She’s the Witch Princess of Obsidia. Beautiful, terrifying, and convinced that the crown is hers. And she… doesn't share well.”

The first thing they entered my mind when I first met Eva was that she was a spoilt princess but with time, I thought I have begun to understand the kind of person that she was but maybe it was all a facade like these two girls had just said. Dear moon goddess, I just hope I have not escaped from one life of hell only to jump into another. I won’t be too surprised though, things have been going too well for me, I just keep waiting for it to come to an end or for someone to tap me and wake me from the dream I’ve been trapped in. Because how could I have gone from being a banished traitor to being the daughter or a Lycan king and queen all in the space of a year and a few months? I tried to pu

“Father, you can’t do that? The king should not punish me on behalf of a lowly vampire, especially since I’m a princess.” Things became increasingly awkward, and I took several steps back, behind Sebastian. I wanted to disappear. “A princess should have good character and care for her kin, not treat them carelessly. This lowly vampire, as you put it, might very well be the missing princess, my daughter Sophia.” Laura’s jaw hung loose as mine did as well. “Please, take Laura to her room. I have more important matters to attend to than her outbursts.” Laura screamed, “She is no princess.”

"Just give me back the necklace." Isabella shook her head. "I don't need any of that." "Then what do you want?" Isabella feigned a thoughtful expression, then a cruel smile spread across her face. "I want you to get on your knees and beg me for it." "What?" "Kneel. Apologize for how you've treated me. And then beg me to give you the necklace," Isabella's eyes glinted with malice. "You were so awful to me before. Now it's your turn to beg."

I didn’t know why, but I suddenly felt nervous and bothered. I was surprised when two girls pulled me by my arms. I was about to push them away when the girl with white hair spoke again. How could they be so touchy? Gosh! “I’m Venus, princess of Amien Kingdom, wind manipulator,” she said. We all sat down on a long, round sofa. The girl holding my left arm, with brown eyes and long, curly green hair, spoke next. “I’m Celestina, princess of Fleur Kingdom, I can manipulate nature’s power.”

A herald stepped forward, lifted his chin, and unrolled a scroll so long it could have doubled as a carpet. “Aveline Asteria Laurel, princess of this realm, stands accused of treason.” Gasps. “She stands accused of conspiring to harm the queen.” More gasps. “She stands accused of attempting to destabilize the crown and endanger the royal family.” My breath left me in a sharp exhale. “That is a lie. All of it. Every word. Especially the last one. I do not even like this family.” Nobles recoiled. “She speaks?” “She dares?”

However, my mother was a prideful heiress, and she immediately realized that some manipulative wolf in sheep’s clothing had set her up. Without even bothering to defend herself, she grabbed the crying girl and slapped her twice on the right side of her face. “I never did. I’ll do it now.” The manipulative witch’s entire face became so swollen that she looked like a pig. She even cried like one. The crowd was livid, but they could do nothing about it. Someone leaked information about this, and her image as a bully became even more set in stone. Those who liked her loved it, and those who hated her despised her even more.