Evil Princesses Novels & Stories

the Satyr said in a strong voice. "We, Princess Saayan of the Realm of the Shadows, and Princess Aelanor Gaelemariel, of the Eternal Utopia, accompanied by our entourage, have come to ask for help from Queen Elektra, of the Dream Isles," Aelanor announced. "Ah, yes. The Queen is expecting you all in her chambers," the Satyr said. "What do you mean, Sir?" Nimuel asked. "How could she possibly know of our arrival?"

*Those two again. When the King and Lord Valerius rushed out, they were met with a scene of absolute bedlam. Princess Ivy’s hair was a bird's nest, her face swollen and bruising. Serena Blackwood had her pinned to the ground, her dominance rolling off her in waves. The moment Princess Ivy saw the King, she wailed, "Father! Help! This bitch, Serena, is trying to kill me!" The Alpha King roared, his voice laced with command, "Pull these two hellions apart! Now!"

Who the hell are they referring that to? Evie separates herself from the fight, leaving only Maeve against Hannah. She stared at Darcia and couldn't believe at all that she was the Evil Queen, she doesn't look like one at all!. With her face, red hair…. One could even mistake her for a fairy, but how the hell was she the Evil Queen?. She didn't expect that at all!. At first, she attacked Hannah because she definitely looks Evil!. But she couldn't think about this for long, so she unleashed and brought out the incantation notes. As soon as she recited the spell, hundreds of witches arrived, including Hattie [Second in command] that led the witch warriors.

A chilling silence fell over the room. “The princesses craved more than what their father could offer them. Eldric had many mistresses, women who bore him children but were never his true queen. The princesses saw them as weak, but in truth, they were powerful—gifted in their own ways. When Eldric refused to share the full extent of his magic with his daughters, they took matters into their own hands. One by one, they drained the life force of his mistresses, stealing their magic, growing stronger with each soul they consumed.”

It was called Mireworth Castle located in a country named by Zion, Versipellis. She turned her head by the window and saw the clouds. The sky was bright, radiating from lights coming from the sun. Elisia suddenly felt lonely, thinking of the things that might happen to her in the hands of the werewolf king. Thane didn't look ruthless, but there was something dark in him. She feared him, but she would never show it to him. She was a demon princess and was sent to Terra to spread terror. Thane should be the one to feel scared and not the other way around.

I scrunched my nose, before I asked in a rush, “Who are the Charms?” Isabella grinned brightly. “Their soon to be kings.” I cringed. I had to claim these wolves’ freaking soon to be kings…? I couldn’t even get my hair to lay straight, or climb up stairs without tripping, and now I had to control soon to be kings from, you know, empires of psychopaths and fanatics? And that wasn’t even thinking about the whole…I was stealing these empires’ soon to be kings like some warped fairy tale, where I was definitely the villain.

[ELARA] Daphne Elspeth, princess of Wyvern, embodies elegance and flawless beauty. Her presence is radiant, turning heads with every step she takes. Even King Eldric seems unduly captivated by her, ostensibly for her assistance in dismantling the Elspeth dynasty.

Anna thought while stunned. Anna, who is called the Goddess of a thousand mammoths because of her extraordinary strength. Devora, on the other hand, is called the Soul Goddess because of her beauty and ability to remove souls from the bodies of others. By using her black power. She can instantly destroy the soul of anyone she touches or paralyze it, so that her victim's body will be unable to move. She can also move around to different places like a ghost so others call her Ghost princess. They were the two goddesses who had been the left and right hands of one of the powerful kings of their time, and they had been faithful and wonderful when it came to carrying out the orders of superiors.

DALILAH ISABELA LUDWICK CASPIEN (born Nicholai), my twin sister, who I thought was the only one I never wished to harm. The only one I thought I cared about in my whole life. Who I helped and killed to protect. I used everyone and did everything in my power to make her the 3rd Imperial Prince Christopher's fiancee, so no one would dare to harm her and she would have a lot of power. She's the one who was born with the magic that made her able to brainwash and manipulate others' minds, between us two. The Saintess, guarded by the Goddess herself.

“A maid does not throw a princess. A maid barely lifts a trunk without shaking.” I look down. My fists tightens at my sides. “You confuse me….” My eyes snap to him. “Yes.” His gaze flicks to me briefly. “Servants avoid confrontation. Servants avoid notice. Servants do not roll their eyes at royalty or answer back. And they certainly do not strike the princess of the East.” His silence presses on me until I felt exposed. “And lycans are not servants, Evelyn.” He pause. “I know what you are Evelyn….”