Hell's Princess Novels & Stories

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.

A harsh laugh, devoid of humor, echoed in the confined space. “Where you belong, princess. For now.” A hand, large and calloused, brushed against her cheek, a touch that made her skin crawl. She flinched away, a desperate, futile movement. “Don’t touch me.” Her voice, though still weak, held a surprising edge of defiance. “Feisty, ain’t she?” the gruff voice mused. “James sure picked a spirited one.”

She screamed, screaming hysterically, drowning in a wave of similar memories. "My princess, give me the offspring of the daughter of the sun, give me yourself, and I promise that I will protect you from the rest, as I have done until now, and from them you will give me normal children, who look like you. » He whispered to her, his breath fetid, his body sticky and cold, his dark eyes coming from the depths of Hell, he stretched out his arm touching her cheek, leaving a sticky trail under her, and she shrank, holding her breath, struggling to get rid of him, keeping him away from her, feeling him rush into her privacy. His fists are clenched, wandering and fidgeting, and his mouth is reaching

–Saadi screamed so loudly in the midst of her painful despair that Karila ignored it completely listlessly, and clutching her empty glass she headed for the bedroom door, watching both men fall to their knees, beginning the most agonizing seconds of the mediocre remnant of their lives. They collapsed the second she closed the door behind her and walked perfectly calmly to the elevator. She wouldn't get rid of the cup there, just as she wouldn't get rid of those robes anywhere. She entered the elevator and returned to improve the way the scarf was positioned on her face, covering her identity even more so as not to leave any traces. They were dead. The princess removed one of her assorted dis

“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

It was a mask she wore to lure people into thinking she was weak and powerless. Hellen was neither of those things. She was a woman you never turned your back on because a blade would find a home in it. She was plain in her looks until she smiled. She could lure a lion to its death with that smile. “It is good to see you returned to the castle in good health.” “Yes,” she picked at a fuzz on her shirt. “You found the lost princess. The King is very pleased. He can’t stop talking about it,” said the Queen, tone void of emotion.

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."

,he added. A knock on the door stopped them from talking. “King Earl!!”the person from outside shouted.Ace opened the door and saw Prinsesa and Princess outside,Prinsesa was wounded. “Prinsesa!”,he said then helped her. “What happened to her?”,Earl asked. “Hell House is gone”,Princess said. “How?”,Earl asked. “Black arrow burned it.Hell House is gone”,Princess answered. “They’re demons”,Ace whispered and his knee almost weakened.

Couldn’t help but smile excitedly and lustfully at their expression, as Kyle is forever and still the protective lover Daniela will never see as one, and Alliah by which who both hated and care for the Princess, and is secret will do everything to protect her despite being the rival she could not fight equally. He composes Himself and explains everything. “As you both know, this world is nothing but a reflection, an equivalent to the original, yet contains and traps the sins that I wanted to break free. For that, the Princess, by which is the exact shard of ‘her’ soul is the most powerful one and the essential one to open the gates of hell.” Composing himself as Kyle calms his raging heart j

The space slowly closed the entrance as the two people inside was engulfed in the eternal darkness. Hellion peered through the dark and sighed. “I can’t believe I’m back in this desolate place.” She then look at herself who was standing before her and groaned. The spirit then disappeared from her sight as the voice inside her head resounded again. “For now. Why don’t you try using me?” The scourge princess suggested to her as her whole body shook. Hellion was silent for a while as she decided to think for a bit. She never had the desire to kill anybody and the scourge princess was a renowned murderer. If she let her be, it would only complicated everything but…