Hell's Princess Novels & Stories

He pulls me closer and kisses the back of my hand. “This is Princess Lyra Sokolova and yes she is a vampire. Lyra has actually been fighting for this pack even before being formally introduced and I would appreciate it if you all have respect for her and her people. You will all have time for meeting each and everyone of them later but for now I’ll to the more pressing matters”

his order thundered in Rhae’s ears. The Princess? Rhae’s head became full of questions. Though she hadn’t known the woman for long, she had grown attached, even though she was a princess. Rhae flicked the knife from her palm upwards towards her attacker. The blade dug into the man’s shoulder, making him loosen his grip with a grunt. Rhae slid out of his hold and stood up, dipping away from reaching hands. She jumped, spreading her legs, kicking down both the men around the Princess. The men staggered, grabbing their necks in pain. Rhae grabbed the Princess’ sword off the floor and tucked the handle into her palm. Rhae grabbed her shoulder and sprinted out of the alley dragging the Princess b

He snapped, tightening his arms around the young princess. “I am a princess of the heaven dimension and I will be treated with respect!” she argued, her eyes locked onto Michaels. Michael shook his head, “Not here, in our care you are nothing more than a prisoner of hell.” Elika snapped her mouth shut, Michael was right. She wasn’t in the heaven dimension anymore, she wasn’t home. The princess was a prisoner in hell, her uncle’s prisoner. She remained silent as Michael carried her through the body infested halls, the stench of burning flesh filling her nostrils. The souls of those entrapped in the walls screaming at her for help as she and Michael passed, their arms reaching out to latch ont

America's acclaimed host Lily Rowena speaks passionately. "This is the first book in the prince of hell series, right. So, please... No, I mean, we beg, all readers in the world request that Hyun Ki and Princess can get back together again." Hearing that, Aphrodite just smiled, her smile was still the same as I remembered, so beautiful. "Are you really crying? I'm sorry," Aphrodite said softly.

After waiting a few moments the figure remained silent, not replying nor moving, losing her patience the princess finally decides to approach the being, having more confidence now as she had finished secretly setting up magical traps and spells around her, along with enhancing and blessing her body to protect from any kind of possible attack. She was midway when the said being finally dashed towards her, caught in surprise she took a step back to prepare for an attack. It was only then that she was able to see that the thing was levitating and had dark rotting hands reaching out to her. Its hood suddenly fell off as it was meters away from her revealing the dried-out nearly skeletal face of

One where she was happy and safe. Loved and treasured… Because at the end of the day, it only felt bittersweet to know, that the people who did this to her, never would be able to hurt her again. Thanks to me… Alpha of the Tartarus Pack! Hell’s Alpha… At that, I smirked. They say revenge is a dish best served cold… I think it’s a dish best served--- In Hell…

He asked while sitting down watching his visitors closely. Prince Matias and Princess Melissa were also seated. They observed one another. Finally, Prince Matias broke the silence. "I am Prince Matias of Terra Hella and this is my sister, Princess Melissa," he introduced himself. "What are the royals blood of Terra Hella doing here?" Prince Nicholas questioned. The prince looked at his sister and nodded. It was a signal for her to speak. Princess Melissa then spoke, "Our mother sent us here."

I start for him but stop in my tracks when his lips part and he releases a sharp breath. His eyes flutter open and the green in them is gone. In its place, obsidian sits, peering at everything and nothing in particular. He cranes his neck in my direction with a grace that is nothing like Rune's. Those black cold eyes land on me and his lips tilt upwards in a deadly smile. "Why, hello princess," the Hekate says. '

It’s so hard for them to watch her like that, Hell was crying and trying to make her sister leave not because of the rain but because it will be bad for her. “Peace, please let’s go. We can comeback---” “No!” She shouted and got closer to the mountain of muds we’re her husband's casket was buried. “Peace, Peace stop!” Hell said as Peace tried to dig it with her hands under the rain. “Leave me! Leave!” Peace said. “Chaos…please War needs you, please…” Said and Hell hugged her to try to stop her. “Please, princess don’t do this...” Hell said to her sister.

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