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Her scent was already in my memory. I kiss her shoulder, one hand resting on her lower back, the other finding the zipper of her dress. Her back was now exposed to my touch. She is soft, feeling like a live electric wire, shortcircuiting. Straight to my dick. Now twitching and in stating ovation, ready for our mate. I claim her mouth once again, fighting for dominance. My mate is not only a warrior. She’s an Amazonian queen. The way her mouth was expertly handling me. This is a fight I am ready to lose as long as I can have her in my arms, naked.

Adaku said and suddenly burst with a pearl of laughter. "What's so funny?" Jide asked. The flush on his cheeks was beginning to peel into embarrassment. "You of course." The princess said, still struggling to keep down the laughter, "It wouldn't be bad seeing you dressed like my female servant." "I will never disguise in a female's clothing. That's not what warriors do." "Warriors?" The Princess giggled, "True warriors do everything they need to do to stay alive. Staying alive should be your priority at the moment, and the only way for you to do that is to do as I say."

It was one of the best days of my life here at the mansion. "No! That's not mine!" I sternly told Jaque with my intense gaze focused on Princess Amira. She was also staring at me. "Just have the same design, but totally different!" I told her. "Good evening, everyone!" The princess uttered in her usual domineering voice. "I have heard that some warriors are stuck in the South. I saw Serena myself, and she did this to me!" She pointed at the scar on her temples. "I just want you to know that there is something with that b!tch that I can't define. So, you better be careful. Also, I didn't see her omega. It was just her and the twelve wolves wearing black shirts and jeans!" She explained withou

Everyone who already did was thrown defenseless against her skills in fighting. Yep! Behind that princess-like feature hides a badass warrior whom I and my pack could rely on. Thea, being a warrior, was one of a kind. In our world where there were mostly men being in the line of strongest troops, she broke that and made herself the best in our pack. She was one of Autumn Breeze’s best warriors. Hard to imagine considering that she was just five feet, two inches in height. Beta Thea Smith was a petite girl, who would have thought that with that body, she already fought against a lot? Her skin was pale and she had pixie-cut hair.

The corner of her mouth curved up. “I’m inching for more. Come at me with everything you got.” “With pleasure!” They all charged at her. The princess singlehandedly beat everyone that faces her one after the other as she pushed through to Luna, another in red lashing outfits and a symbolic scarf covering from the nose down to the shoulders raged with a katana sword at Wren swiftly, a side step movement to the Princess’s left along a lower slash which Wren dodged by rotating over then followed a consecutive upper and lower stabs which the princess also effortlessly dodged it all.

" “Am not, but you’re right; it is time to blow this joint.” I strapped the gold daggers to my legs and slung the matching bow and quiver bag over a shoulder. I also had a sword strapped to my back. “Locked and loaded, ladies. Let’s roll.” Poppy beamed a smile at me."I can totally see it! You look just like Avian. So beautiful, a warrior fae princess, stolen to be one of Odin's shield maidens." "How does that even happen? I thought Odin literally gave life to his Valkyre daughters." I threw up my hands. This was all so confusing.

or at least provoke him into telling me. ‘Okay, this is the dark forest pack, their north south east, and west boather are protected by seven men each. The south guards wear green in other to blend in with the dense forest, and they usually wear masks too at night. The east guards wear red shirts and the warriors there are mostly she-wolves, since the east is the last place you’ll want to attack as it is closer to the training ground but don’t underestimate the she-wolves though, they are vicious creatures.’ He smirked, ‘You know, the east guards are like you, vicious and feisty.’

it slipped out of her mouth out of waves of anger, she is no longer interested in taking insult from her anymore. She is a princess, even if she has been reduced to a murderer, yet she won't allow the king's concubine to step on her again. She is the proud princess of the Uruk community, she has killed giant, strong warriors, and mighty kings just for her community to have peace, she didn't want her people to go to war, and lose their lives, and this has made her the only fiercest warrior in her community. She has never been apprehended by her community enemy, if not for love, she wouldn't have lost this present one.

We sat in silence until Casper spoke, his voice authoritative and calming. "Whenever a Prince or Princess is born," Casper began, "the Moon Goddess assigns them a warrior to protect them. This warrior is always female, always the same age as the young Princess and always gifted." His eyes locked on mine. I hunched my shoulders, dropping my chin. Maddox rested his hand on my knee, his touch electrifying me. "The Moon Goddess gifts this warrior with superior strength." "I know this already," Serena groaned.

Lust filled their eyes and attacked the Princesses. It was a horrible sight. The royal guards fought the bandits, but they had weapons---guns. They stripped the Princesses and devoured their bodies as they cried for help. Everything fell in chaos. Princess Alentis showed up, terrified and trembling when she sighted how the bandits disgrace her mother. She was being raped by three men, and not far from her was Princess Kirsten, pale and dead, and the Queens of Italy and Greece. They amputated their bodies, and she saw how her grandfather was slayed trying to protect her.