Hell's Princess Novels & Stories

Declan said, Aren smirked “Well, I had fun last night, the women… I must say were ravishing, of course, nothing like a certain princess but…” Declan zoned out, the rest of the royals were already here, but, just then he saw the huge ash wood doors with their silver filigree patterns open once again. “Her royal highness, Princess Layana of Ehlesaar,”

She sneezed. Her eyes still closed, she followed the smells until the ground beneath her felt different. It crunched like wet sand and she felt herself sink into it. “Open your eyes, Ilyria,” said the Princess, her voice the velvet and husky tones of a young woman. Sure enough, when Ilyria opened her eyes, the Princess stood before her, smiling. There was no trace of the ill old woman Ilyria had seen lying prone in her chambers. Or the corpse-like Princess laid out on the cold slab in Izben. Now the Princess wore yellow cloud silks that wove around her lithe body. Her black as obsidian hair her hung down her back, her skin smooth and golden. Her eyes were still milky with the opalescence of

I needed just this. "You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" Princess Naomi's voice preceded her as my eyes caught her standing, hands on her hips, with her eyes locked to me. "Why are you here?" I asked from the pool. "What does he see in you that he cannot see in me? There's nothing unique or amazing about you. You're just a leech who wobbled here to suck his life away, but I'm not about to just sit around and let that happen!"

“Don’t look at me. I am not your man. I am a woman.” The princess said, “Your female body is about to be broken, isn’t it?” Empress Ghast was speechless. At that moment, a golden glow erupted from the princess’s body. It was so blinding that everyone could not open their eyes. After a brief while, the golden light faded away. The Titan Princess’s appearance had changed drastically. She was no longer Jade, whom everyone was familiar with, but... “D*mn!” “Undead... Undead Queen, Juvia?”

The jail's occupants fell back in fear. "You seem to be forgetting who you're talking to," Monique said in a low voice, her earlier upbeat mood completely gone. "Let me make it clear, in case you haven't figured it out yet. You may be the one who raised me, but I surpassed you a long time ago, Fabienne. I am a Princess of Hell. You're a mere baroness. You exist to die for me. Do you understand?" "Y-yes, Princess. I understand." Fabienne wheezed. She knew this fact very well, and she had years to get used to it. Monique looked and acted nothing like the girl Fabienne used to know. But it was still a hard fact to swallow.

he looked back at me and I looked at him back in a mannered fierce . "SAY IT" he said I kept staring at him in anger , anger mixed with fear. "say it princess , where are you ? and who AM I ?" . I swallowed back and closed my eyes while whispering " I am at Rivera , the Dark Kingdom, and you are .... y...ou ..... are ...." I was sileneced by my fear . Back then....

Now, the woman would be one among the many skeletons sprawled at the bottom of the throne’s stairs. “The twilight is near. The sun and moon will be in my hands. With these two, the whole world will bow down to the one and only Dread.” Those were the words with the assurance of victory. This evil incarnate stared at an almost perfect image from the bubbling puddle of blood, the princess hugging back the family that was never hers, the princess hugging the new life that wasn’t meant for her. “Enjoy while it lasts, Earthal Princess.”

She turns around to face the demon bringing down her hands. "You are friends with one of the Princes of hell?" Chaos asked as his eyes widened in shock. Seeing her smirk, he knew she wasn't joking or lying to him about being friends with one of the Princes of hell. He immediately schooled his shock and shrugged. "Even at that, I will become an obstacle to you because I am not letting both of them walk into hand while I stand by and do nothing."

Amelia asked, she has been hearing a lot about hell and it related species not knowing they originated from it. William stretched his arms "It's obvious they're not, the princes of hell ruled one only one domain in hell which is the Court of Princes." He explained "And each courts falls under one supreme ruler, Malphas. He's the grand president of the Court and all princes falls under him." Catherine walked forward "And Clancy represents all these demons?" She asked "How can we get them out of him?" She asked again.

Damian's heart raced even faster, fueled by a mixture of fear and adrenaline, as he leaped after her to save her from the depths of despair. As they emerged from the water, gasping for air, the princess's tears mixed with the river's moisture on her cheeks. Her voice trembled with raw emotion as she turned to Damian and sobbed, "Why, Damian? How could you do this to me? How could you?" Damian's chest tightened with guilt as he witnessed her pain. His voice quivered as he choked back his own emotions, "I'm sorry, princess. I truly am. I never anticipated feeling like this after seeking revenge. I'm not a villain, but the hurt you caused led me down a path I couldn't avoid. You wounded me in a