Princess Of Darkness Novels & Stories

The queen protested. “She has a mate who is not just top of his class but top of the school, he would protect her.” The king dismissed the queen who gritted her teeth in anger. I watched as something sinister appeared on her face before she blinked it out. I was the only one who caught it since Iris and her father were talking. Iris clearly got the darkness from her mother but the question was, her mother had a hidden agenda, what could that be?

A gasp ripples through the crowd followed by a fervid murmuration of whispers as I stand before the God of Darkness, his handsome Prince, and all the Courtiers of the Underworld absolutely covered in black fabric from my high-necked black top all the way down to my feet, tucked away in pointy black boots. The shirt is tight all the way to my wrists and demure black gloves cover my hands. Even black tights cover my legs beneath the ankle-length black silk skirt which buttons tight at my small waist. The entire effect, as Anton and I decided in my room, is a very demure and elegant fuck-you to everything this Trial asks for. And, obviously, an incredible risk. “You, Princess,” the God of Darkn

"You would have a bigger problem on your hands." I frowned. But, what if he got out of control? The mermaid hummed, reading my mind again. "That is a valid point. Even at this level of power, he was able to take down Queen Ophelia, his mother with one strike. She was furious and thus locked him away. It never bothered him because he was already darkness and darkness, was he. Put darkness and darkness together and the end would be more darkness. It will be trouble if he decided to kill someone. He never stops until it's done. Never. The only person that has ever defeated him in battle was Princess Aqua, your mother. When you light a flame in a dark room, it vanquishes all the dark. Princess A

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

Ilyria slowed her breath as well as she could, she wrapped her other hand around the Princess’s as if trying to warm it, the token she had passed the Princess, laying still and cold in the hollow between their hands. She forced herself to see again the Princess, laid out on the cold slab, but this time she saw someone’s mother, a woman who had once been young and loved, who had laughed and who loved the dancing girls because she had once been one. She saw the color restored to the Princess’s hair shining burnished black as obsidian, her skin smooth and golden. This Princess stood up from the slab where she had lain, glowing like a light in the dark place where she had been confined. Her eyes

He asked, emphasising more on the third option. Sia's eyes widened at the last one, and she rushed out her reply. "No, Your Highness, I want to find a woman. She is called Princess Diana of Moonshine." Instantly, the Prince's eyes glowed, turning murderous. Sia could almost see sparks of electricity in his eyes. His voice came out cold and blank. "What do you want with her?"

I probe to get him to continue. “The former princess has tried to kill herself in order to escape the torment of her father. Nora stopped her twice from doing it. This darkness I’ve seen it before in others. Sometimes it’s because they have experienced intense trauma, sometimes due to the environment they are in, and other times it’s just their brain is different. Those with this darkness they struggle daily. Some days are better. They can be happy, but they also have bad days. Bad days involve sometimes attempting suicde. They believe they are worthless, the emptiness inside eats at them, they often feel alone, unloved, and death is better than living. Sometimes their mental state can be so

DIANA “No... no, this has to be a mistake!” Lisa screamed. She started shaking her head violently, her eyes wide with terror as she looked at the scroll in mother’s trembling hands. “What is the Supreme King thinking? Out of all the princes, why him? Why the Dark Prince?!” She grabbed my hands, her fingers digging deep into my skin.“Diana, he has killed every single woman that has ever gone close to him! Everyone knows it! He’s a monster who killed his own mother when he was just ten years old!”

She clearly hear the praise as her father walk amidst the presence of the townsfolk. “Your Majesty, the King-” “-you may live longer, O The King!” Throughout the year that pass, her heart fades away. It consume by the darkness and her hatred to his father. She wants revenge, yet for what? “I wish upon the dark...” her whispers as she goes beyond the deepest of the darkness. “Swallow me whole and let me forget the despair and pain in this world!” She's afraid, alright. The deepest of the darkness is unknown to all. In the shapeless world, this filthy of a princess never ever realize the danger and the reality she living in. She's a dust surround by the glittering of light.

“The Lords envisioned ruling over every being, with the power from each Clans. That plot wasn’t successful after the accident; however, it affected the fate of our Princess who was taken to an orphanage,” What exactly was happening? Mum wasn’t my mum? Dad wasn’t my dad too? How… Just how… “Cithara,” Gasps resonated the room once more. “That is where she was raised all through her life.” The brilliant dark-skinned woman, directed her hands towards the jury. “The Death Goddess, mother of all vampires, paired our Princess to the Dark Prince.” More pants echoed the Sea instantly. “His name is Javier Vasco Zapetero,”