Princess Leia Dark Side Novels & Stories

"Thea will help. We'll break the compulsion. You're home now. Safe. We can fix this." But we couldn't. Some part of me knew that. Draven's programming was too deep. Too thorough. Too perfect. I was a weapon aimed at everything I loved. And I had no idea how many triggers waited in my mind. How many times I'd betray them before someone realized the Luna they welcomed home was actually their worst enemy. That night I couldn't sleep. Just lay there feeling Kael beside me. His breathing steady. His trust absolute despite everything. Around midnight, another trigger hit.

He called her name in the form of a warning. “You know I'm worthy of being the female leader of this pack and your Luna but you don't want to accept it! Leia will never come back to you—” that was it, Daminor grabbed her neck. Dysemy struggled to breathe. “Do you dare mention her name? You will never be her. You will never be my Luna! Only Leia will ever rule my heart, body and soul. No one else will ever be my Luna, not even you!” Daminor growled.

"What have you done to yourself?" "I need your help. I don't know how to use this power. I have ruined this faction and gotten things all messed up. Can you teach me how to use it?" She leaned forward and looked into my eyes. "Use it..." she hummed as she stared at me. She was uncomfortably close, but I didn't pull away. "How will you use it?" "I want to defeat the darkness." She pulled back in surprise. "You can't." I blinked. "What do you mean I can't?" My stomach started to knot. She was my only hope.

"So you're the White Tiger King's eldest daughter. Lady Leia, let this be a warning that Darryl Darby is nothing but a lustful pervert, and no good will come from helping him. "Shut your mouth!" Leia retaliated at once, saying coldly, "Honorable Master Darby is a hero to the Demon Warrior tribe, and he's one of the greatest men I know. He's nothing like what you just described." Leia held her hands up, poised for a fight. Her expression was deathly solemn. "Let it be known now that as long as I am here today, you shall not harm Honorable Master Darby." Her voice was graceful, but her tone spared no doubt or mercy.

"That's the prophecy, Prisca! Enough already, your desperation will destroy you! You finally brought out the King's rejected son from the prison and ended up killing him instead. Tahira's now ten times powerful and there's nothing you will do about it. Don't let me do worse things for you than I've already done. No matter how much you want to fulfill your thirst, you will still die." She told her calmly. "I will not!!" The Queen yelled at the goddess. "I will fulfill the rites, just give me time. I promise. Beatrice will come back and Aiden will make her his Luna, I need to live." She trembled and I frowned. What does she mean by that? "Too late Prisca, Once Tahira regains her memory …it's t

It could even— She smiled. It would make her unstoppable. The Dark Lord be damned. With the Eglantine, she wouldn’t just survive what was coming—she would rule it. And Lyra... Lyra would kneel at her side.

She had a candle in her hand. The strong female scent came back to him and Ivar recognized her as princess Rania, his debtor. He did not make any sign for her to know that there was someone in the room. . She went to the mirror and loosed her long dark. Yes, it's was beautiful but that did not change the fact that he was not going to share his room with any body. Princess Rania stood up from the seat and turned towards the bed with fear. He blew air to her and the candle went off.

I snarl at him, and he sighs, finally letting me go. ‘Let it go, Dahlia, we are to gain his trust, not break it,’ Diana pitches in. I can barely feel her presence, she’s turned weak. All because our mate was fucking another whore. ‘Can’t you see? He’s hurting you, I won’t allow it, at least not until we reject him,’ ‘I will endure it if I have to. For now, you need to play along if you want us both to get the hell out of here,’ then she disappears, her energy fading as she retreats to the back of my mind.

Today I realized life was indeed never black and white. ANTONIO'S POV We weren't making as much money as we used to do when Luna was here and that was understandable, I hadn't gotten any new girls, and the girls were already getting boring. The fucker that calls himself the dark lord had taken Luna, it pained me how he had her for his personal fuck thing, anytime he wasted her, she was available. Luna was the only girl here that I hadn't gotten a taste of, that girl was a spitball, she would never submit to anyone and I wondered if she submitted to the dark lord.

The heat made us sweat and the lights flashed faster but every fucking person listened. “She has no army yet.” Her voice sounded male, deeper, like someone of her age, and it scared me more than her hot glowing body and pure white eyes. “She wants allies. She has set out to make deals with packs. Her sisters will help only when she has killed The Chosen Three. She needs help to get us. She needs packs. She needs three packs.” Kane, worry pouring out of his aura, tried to walk up to her but I held him back and my eyes did the rest. “Rockhill. Jayrus. Goldtail. Her powers are limited. She hates her human body. She should have disappeared with her in the cave. She couldn’t. She was weak. She re