Princess Princess Why You Cut Your Wrist Novels & Stories

And this time, I do not look away. — You think… I am weak? A general burst of laughter erupts, nervous, but I feel it: a crack, a disturbance. They did not expect this. — Listen to her! The princess finally opens her mouth! I do not wait. My hand shoots out, animalistic, uncontrollable, and my teeth sink into her wrist. Not a symbolic bite. A beast's bite. I cling, tearing, tasting her warm blood flowing onto my tongue. — Aaahhh, bitch!!

"If you try anything—" "I won't," I promise. "I give you my word." I move to the water's edge. The princess is trembling, her arms wrapped around herself. She's wearing nothing but the thin shift that clings to her skin. The blood is coming from a gash on her thigh—not deep, but ugly. She must have cut herself on a sharp rock during her frantic struggle. "May I?" I ask, gesturing to her leg. She nods, too weak to speak.

Karl POV I was just stepping out of the restroom, after washing up the stress I have encountered. I felt so down knowing my uncle commit a murder, what has got over him? I was about to get to The stairs that leads to my court when I came across, just pat my shoulder with a fake smile and pass by me. 'You did it right?' I heard his halt and turn to him, who was looking at me surprisingly. 'What are you talking about?' 'The princess Murder I mean,' I could tell he is the one with his dark pupils fixed on mine. ' 'You still want the power, right?, and you wanna rule the whole universe With your villain manner… you should come off it and…'

One of the maids said. “I hear that quite often,” I said. The maid rinsed my hair and stood me up to wash the rest of me. “Might I ask you a.. personal question?” The maid asked. “Yes,” I said softly. “Where did a lovely princess like you get these scars?” She asked. Ms. Beatrice swatted her hand and I chuckled. “It’s okay, Beatrice. They’re a part of me and I’m not ashamed of them.” I said. She backed away but didn’t loosen up on the scowl she had for the maid.

Damn! "Yes, guys, so don't scare her," the princess said. Shit! What does she mean? Full of astonishment, I looked at Polo, but the seahorse was quietly staring at us. Then, later, I saw the princess stand up. Fuck! She has legs! So that means I will also return to normal? Oh, thank goodness! We just silently watched the princess as she treated July. Indeed, she knows very well how to treat the wounds of July. She only used some sea herbs, then later on, she finished treating July.

Cassandra thought. Beside the king was the reason Cassandra came here. Catalina; the evil princess. She knew she wouldn't be able to save Marcos and maybe not even Acacia but the one thing Cassandra was willing to risk her life to do was kill the b** princess that ruined her. Cassandra dug in the cup of her cleavage and pulled out her favorite weapons, platinum throwing stars. . "Hope I'm not late to the party" Cassandra announced palming her weapons. She had to hold her composure at the sight of Marcos decapitated body. Goodbye old friend. She thought.

Closing her eyes for a second as she readied her own dagger, the black irises appeared before she attacked from above which made the King and his men caught off guard. Princess Sue slowly stood up when she felt the pain on her legs subsided only to be sprawled again when there were anguish screams of men in a distance. The wind blew so hard and that made her heart beats more. She must get help or who knows what had happened to the tribe princess. Although very scared, she trekked her way out, pushing all the dead branches of trees along her way. Her flesh began to tremble upon beholding the dead bodies around. There were still three more men fighting somebody.

said Amairas . " In the honour of what she is we will name her Cynthia , as she belongs to the moon ." said the man and the scene shattered in pieces . Cynthia was standing in the same hall with the crown . " So i suppose now you know ." said the crown . " I ....I ..I am the moon princess . " said Cynthia nervously . " Yes my majesty ." said the crown softly ." I hope you'll seen figure out a why to be at your kingdom , the kingdom awaits you and so do i . " said the crown .

“Sit down.” She obeyed. I carefully began healing her wound since it would take days for it to heal considering who caused it. “Why are you helping me, Princess? I know you don’t like me.” I said nothing. She was silent for a few seconds. “I’m sorry if I’ve wronged you,” the last word came out as a hiss because of the pain. “I’m sorry.” She breathed. “Why did you get involved in Blade’s issue?” “To be honest, I don’t know why I tried to stop him from fighting the king. I keep wondering why I did it.”

One day you will believe me. P: I will talk to my club and take another vote in a few days. Just keep your hands to your fucking self if you want them to stay attached to your body. M: By the way the princess hurt herself. She tried to cook in my kitchen and got herself a concussion and some brusies. P: Of course she did! That I will not blame on you this time. She does that kind of shit at home too. I can barely keep her from getting into trouble. Thanks for letting me know.