Princess Cut My Wrists Novels & Stories

The chains around my wrists clink against the floor as my back scrapes against the ragged stone. No one was coming to save me, no one knew where I was. Four months ago I was a princess… no, I am a princess, that will never change. Although I don’t feel like one. Chained to the rough rock. The dirt and grime clinging to my skin. I think back to when my life was normal; my father eating breakfast like he does every morning before heading to do his duties.

It’s a beautiful sound. “I hate it when people don’t know when to stop,” I tell her. “Also, you're very wrong. Don’t worry, I'll tell you where you're wrong.” I break the ulna bone in her forearm, and her scream splits through the forest. Sweet symphony “Firstly, I can defend myself. I'm neither waiting for the princes nor anyone else to rescue me. Never.” She struggles underneath me, twisting her other arm back frantically, but I snag that one, too, breaking her wrist and pinning it behind her in one smooth movement.

I shot her a glance from the corner of my eye. "Only trash like you would think that pathetic dump is worth anything." Karen's face twisted in rage. She grabbed my arm. "Say that again!" "I'll say it a million times. You're trash! Now let go!" As we struggled, there was a loud crash from above. A giant chandelier detached from the ceiling and came crashing down on us. Karen's scream pierced my ears. In that instant, Macro dashed under the falling light and yanked Karen into his arms. I saw the pure panic and desperation in his eyes, right before a blinding pain consumed me.

In the suites of the princes, specifically in the suite of Prince Louis, one of the maids was accompanying him, and their voices reached outside the maid in exchange; My prince is enough, someone will reveal us Louis passionately kisses her neck, his hand extending to lift the hem of her servants' short dress; No, no one will dare enter my room, come on girl, don't stress me out any more, I'm burning here, I feel like I'm going to explode The maid is trying to remove his hand and remove her clothes with prostitution. Hahahaha no your highness is enough please I'm not that kind of girl believe me

I dug my nails into my palm until pain bit deep. Then I jumped up and ran. Out the door. Down the path as dusk closed in. Through the mud. Into a wind sharp enough to cut. I fell over and over. I didn't stop. By the time I got there, I was a wreck. I slammed my fist against the door. But Nikolai didn't open it. Cassian did. His eyes dropped to my scraped knees, my torn skirt, the blood sliding down my calf. Something flashed across his face.

“Damn right you won’t. For you won’t live long enough to do anything to hurt the woman I love. That woman is Bella Li.” “Please don’t kill me,” cried Reel. SWING. Crown Prince’s sword swung, and blood splattered all over Princess Kay’s dress. Reel’s head fell off to the ground next to her. Princess Kay stared at Reel’s head and her eyes were still blinking at her. She let out a loud scream. “Any last words before your head falls right next to her?” “This man-This man is crazy,” thought Princess Kay. Then she was gasping for air trying to think of a way out of this mess and save her neck. Oh, the phoenix’s feather.”

As he walked into the room he saw Cleopoda seated on her heels on the floor in front of the door with her head bowed down. “Princess,” he called before setting the tray on the floor by the bed. “I brought you some food.” When her head came up and he saw what she was doing he panicked. She was holding a small knife to her skin and was making small incisions on her wrist letting the blood flow freely. “Princess!” he ran over to her and knelt beside her, he took hold of the knife and threw it out of the window carelessly. “What are you doing?”

She rolled all over the floor, tears pouring from her crocodile eyes as she clutched her broken arm with the other hand. I picked myself up and went to get Christian from his crib before going to get security. As soon as I opened the door two men were rushing to my bedroom. "Your Highness, we heard screaming." "Princess Naomi tried to attack me." "Oh my goodness, are you alright?" "I'm fine. She's inside the bedroom." They rushed in and their eyes popped with surprise when they saw the state I'd left her in. Regardless of her pain, they handled her out of the room and out of the palace.

And It's funny how they tried so hard even though some of them can't even pronounce words properly Holding my laughter, I spoke "Hewwo. Ay awm Pwincess wawaine. Nice to mweet yu all" (Hello. I'm princess Lalaine. Nice to meet you all). "Since the princess already introduced herself, who wants to follow?" The teacher asked cheerfully And a really cute girl raised her hands. She have a short pink hair and a fair skin. "Ay awm blythe Swilvesta. Dwaughter owf Mwarquess Swilvesta. Fwow ywears owld"

I could have saved myself! If she wasn't annoyed, she would surely notice the softness of his large hands and the current that had just passed through her body making her vibrate... She let go of his hand and turned to swing her long hair in his face before taking the opposite way... She was really grateful to him but when it came to her last statement, she doubted it herself... - Princess... Said Oscar finally coming towards her. - Take that horse! Send it to the slaughterhouse if possible...! Once at the end of the road, she realized she was taking the wrong road so she turned back and retraced her steps. She held her head high as she passed the Sultan... She felt so stupid!