Happy Birthday Warrior Princess Novels & Stories

All of a sudden, I felt like I was showing too much cleavage. "On this side, we have Princess Arona of North Natbia. 28 years old, 5'11", 140 pounds. She is an experienced female warrior. She recently fought in the Battle of the North. She also has various medals and military recognitions. Moreover, she is also second in line to the throne as King Hudson has no heirs yet." Many of the people present started to cheer. Arona was beaming. She turned around, smiling as she put her palms together, and then she blew kisses to the ecstatic crowd.

Sargent Bullet spoke out and added him into the team. Upon seeing the player, Ray kicked him out. He went by the name “Warrior Princess” using a feminine name. That was not the issue. The main issue was that Ray had once teamed up with her to play a match, but he died so quickly because his teammate let him die instead of reviving him so he could continue playing or helping. Warrior Princess later went ahead and stole his weapons and equipment he dropped after he had died. Ray explained it to his teammates through the speaker and they felt his pain.

I slipped my arms around his neck, grateful that someone seemed to be acting like I was injured. “You must be Princess Hedy,” he said. “The family resemblance is very strong.” “I’m not a princess.” “Well, since Princess Hedwig is no longer with us, the title should pass to you, but if it makes you uncomfortable, I understand. You have lived in the werewolf world for quite a long time. Do you remember much about her?” “No,” I said as he began to walk after the caravan. “That’s a shame. She was a lovely woman, a keeper of an artifact at that.”

(Merrica City crowd) The side of the road in Merrica City were flooded with people, all of them were cheering and chanting glory to Hallerus, some were even wailing seeing the sight of the young princess waving heroically, donning her armor and wielding her sword at the front most of the convoy. She simply look heroic, inspirational even. Which is something that she never thought she would be lifted and seen like so. “MY PEOPLE!!…I HELEN HALLERUS!!..WILL RETURN VICTORIOUS!!!!!….SOLDIER!!!..MARCH!!!..”. (Princess Helen Hallerus)

Where have I heard that name from? It suddenly clicked to me. There is the story of a brave and young warrior and werewolf that was told in our Luna school. The first female celebrated war hero in the Moon Pack kingdom. She led the war against the Snow Pack and helped secure a victory against our rival pack. Her and the new Alpha King Zemo who was still a young prince at that time were the leaders of the army and they lead it to victory. This was the victory that sealed the King's throne as the new Alpha King. History was not so clear as to what happened to the brave and courageous Althea. It seemed that she was killed in battle or banished, but it never really occured to us to ask what happ

He sneered as he looked at the warriors and me. "She would go to jail and nothing would happen. We would go to the war with other warriors of the werewolf kingdom and come back victorious. And besides, I have my brother Ken, who is also a warrior and a leader just like her as you said, and I believe he is going to win with his hundreds of thousands of warriors and not just a handful of a few hundred warriors like the Reapers." He sneered mockingly.

"Long ago, and miles away, there was a young princess, orphaned in a time of war. She was called upon to lead the armies of her kingdom, for there was no other. She was the fiercest of warriors, beloved of her people, unstoppable on the field. She rode out day after day and saved her subjects in battle after battle.

he said coldly, "if you never called her that again." I blinked. Did he just defend me? The servant's smile faltered. "My apologies," she said quickly. "I'll bring your meals right away." She hurried away. Almost immediately, laughter rippled through the hall once more. "I think Empty Belly's stomach has swallowed her ears too!" the same warrior shouted as more laughter followed. No… I should just leave. I'd rather go hungry than stay here another second. Nyra said firmly. ‘No, you won't’ "Just look at her," the warrior sneered. "A pathetic little…"

“I’ll get out of your way.” I started to leave when: “Stop.” The Prince pulled his sweatshirt up over his head, and my mouth went dry. Prince Kai had a battle-hard body, littered with scars. This was an Alpha was a real warrior; he didn’t play-act at being superior. He was superior. “Your Highness?” “Spar with me,” he said. I blinked. “You’re sure?” He raised an eyebrow at me, challenging, and I nodded. We got into position, and he smirked at me. “Don’t hold back on me, yeah?”

she said, gently squeezing my hand, "I know you're protecting yourself, too. Never forget, Aliyah—you are a princess, yes. But more than that… you are a warrior. And I know you won't let the enemy win without a fight." I didn't know why, but those words made me feel stronger. Like whatever darkness I had to face, I could take it. As long as I had people like Aunt Avery who believed in me—then maybe, just maybe, I could win.