Princess Peach Vore Novels & Stories

Myla-Rose Halls POV 'Bitch...! Get up...don't tell me you're a weakling now huh! Where is the all-powerful Alpha female of two years ago huh? Where is that arrogant and prideful slut of the silver moon pack?’ Hailey spat kicking me in the abdomen before ordering her friends to pour more wolf bane into my bleeding abdomen thereby preventing it from healing. I watched horrified as two blond girls walked toward me with the wolf’s bane in a small container. They poured it into my abdomen making me scream in agony while my wolf tried to force me to shift.

“Your face is mine to have.” Sweat broke through Agatha’s forehead and body. Her baby was dropping lower. Her baby’s head was inching to her pelvis. “AHH!” screamed Agatha. “Agatha!” screamed Weather. “Oh no the princess,” gasped Prince Bo. “If Elva sucked out Agatha’s magical forces, she will be too weak to have the baby.” “Death is all that awaits her and her unborn child,” whispers Prince Bo. Tears trickled down Weather’s cheek.

She raised her hand and fixed a rebellious lock of hair in front of her eyes. She sighed softly as she calmed down. She and Mirabelle really looked like two drops of water and she had the chance that nobody had: She was the look-alike of a princess and she should take advantage of it. She always knew how to differentiate her professional life from her personal life, so that's what she had to do... She was Mirabelle d'Orient, a princess and she should behave like one... Two knocks were heard at her door. She hurriedly closed the dressing room and took a good posture before allowing the one who had just knocked to enter... It was her two maids. Mila and Zora. Mirabelle had told her about them.

he said, hopping down from the chair. “Hey! Where do you think you’re going? You haven’t even tried it!” “How can I try it when it looks like that? I’m worried I’ll catch a disease if I take a bite,” Drex said, walking toward the door. “Are you leaving?” “Well, I’ve been released, haven't I? I’m going to look for real food in the forest.” “Emm... absolutely not! I am the one who rescued you. I am Princess Kiora, and as of now, I am your master!”

She lost her crown, her name, and her face—only to discover the truth behind the throne. Ariana Ophelia possessed everything a woman could desire: a crown, a kingdom, total power, and a prince who swore his devotion. Determined to prove herself stronger than her late father, she ruled Roseberst with an iron fist, trading compassion for absolute authority. Until she goes to sleep a ruthless queen—and wakes up a powerless servant. Trapped in the battered body of Elena, a maid she humiliated hours before, Ariana wakes into a twisted reality: her dead father is alive, the palace is subtly changed, and another woman sits on her throne—wearing Ariana’s exact face. When Ariana tries to re