Hell's Princess Novels & Stories

He slowly knelt on the floor and grabbed both of her hands, she visibly flinched, “Please believe in every word that would come out of my mouth.” Olivia scrunched her brows and unconsciously bit her lip, “Go on.” Smiling, Lucius finally popped the truth. “I am a King from Hell. I have had help from both Emily and Victoria Davis to find for the woman that was destined for me and written in the scroll of prophecy. I need you, Olivia. My immortality is fading and I needed to marry the woman written in the scroll to retrieve my full immortality. I’m sure you noticed that you felt cold whenever our skin touch, it’s a sign. And now that I found you and you’re mine… we can go back to hell and marry

Instead of a blonde hair, she was now wearing a black lux almost waist long, her eyes like that of a frightening reptile which resided under those huge rivers in the deep forest, her skin’s fair and white but strange markings were playing around her body like it was an ancient spell or a cursed she was bound to bare. What was more hideously scary about herself now was her deep craving for blood. Warm fresh blood. Sweet meat of animals. Raw and tender. Fate was indeed cruel. It made her a real savage this time. And seemingly all things happened in place like the war, King Teuton captured by the same prince. The marriage to the wrong person; To the wrong prince. The princess stood up unveiled

he grinned evilly and I shook my head. "I will rain hell upon you if you harm one hair on his head," I growled angrily, my reaper swirling within me. I was clenching my scythe within my hands and glaring daggers at the prince. He looked amused and snapped his fingers. I blinked my eyes and the two of us were sitting at a table covered with fruits and pastries. The room was white with gold accents. I looked up at Luric in shock. He grinned and sat back in his chair with another cup within his large hand.

Two of them were a part of the four that checked on her. "Oh look it's the Princess." one said. "You best be glad that you got yourself a Prince." "And you best count your days. Because I can guarantee you won't be alive in the next week." she bit back. He got up from the couch and walked towards her. "Huh? What'd you say bitch?" Aurora sneered. "God you smell like a dog house. It would be a good thing to kill you after all." "What?!" "Cut it out," Caden said and glared at the man.

This was known as the holy war. The seven children played a great part in bringing despair to not only mankind but the heavens. From heaven's greatest angel they fell to the position of the seven princes of hell. However, with their power combined they still could not kill a god. After their defeat, Freya was eternally sealed to a holy cube. Even after all this, he still could not bring himself to kill her.

~A girl so happy yet so silent Her heart pure like the snow So afraid she was of people And yet she loved a boy He was as charming as a prince And lit up her world in diamonds She was the happiest she had ever been But a flower always dies Turned out he was a demon The princess he now held captive A high tower in the mountains Her heart closed down in darkness Now she hates him... No escape left, all went quiet The princess in the mountains They say her ghost now hates silence The prince that was a demon He was never seen in the forest.~ The book pages had some teardrops on them for, by the end of the poem, Siana’s eyes were covered in tears. Her mind was filled with questions after she fini

Shane asked while staring at the lady proudly standing between Greed and Sloth. Azrael nodded as a response. "She looks different. She looks like..." Shane wasn't able to finish his sentence in terror that what he's thinking must be true. "A demon," Azrael finished the sentence for him. "Well, your beloved is the first and only Princess of hell." It sent tingles down Shane's spine as his jaw fell onto the ground. "Wait, beloved?" He asked in confusion as his heart started racing a little faster. "Are you not a couple? It seemed to me that you guys are."

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

The absence of these moments left an ache in her heart, a longing that mirrored my own. For I, too, had recently discovered a truth that shook the very foundation of my existence. Not only was I a princess to the vampires, but I had also been crowned the Queen of hell. The revelation had come as a shock, a seismic shift in my understanding of who I was and the role I was destined to play. It left me questioning how I would navigate the complexities of these realms, how I would balance the responsibilities and expectations that came with such titles. The weight of this newfound knowledge pressed upon me, threatening to unravel the fragile threads of my identity.

“Hell, the entire Dark Moon Pack isn’t worthy of someone as kind and as intelligent as our Princess!” People started pointing a finger at Kylian and blaming him for all the unjust things I had suffered under his care. After listening to the crowd for a while, he slowly looked at me in disbelief. “Y-you… You are the princess?” I didn’t reply to him. “I didn’t know…I… Della, please listen to me. That video… It’s…” Pushing him again, I looked in his eyes, and uttered with determination. “I, Della Cambell, Princess of the kingdom, hereby officially…”