Princess Quarterback Novels & Stories

She was my queen. But my mind drifted back to the dark dungeon where I had last seen her. Her face was ghostly pale, with faint, bruise-like shadows beneath her collarbone. The vibrant fire in her eyes was replaced with a cold, terrifying emptiness. Guilt tore at me. I tried to tell myself she was safe, that my men would make sure she was taken care of. But I didn't dare pull her collar away to look at the bruises. I just ordered my men to have her checked by a doctor.

I spring up from the table knocking it over and causing other men to turn their heads to watch the scene ,in a split second I pull back my arm clenching my fist, I throw it forward with force that knocked on the man I played with backwards when it connected, the dull thud and gasp of breath confirmed that I winded him. The chattering of the crowd fades away when others leave the place I heard someone joining them to help but someone else stopped him informing that I'm the fifth prince. That conversation in the background took me off guard as many people in the states didn't know I was the fifth prince because I always maintained a low profile to stay out of trouble.

Against all odds. But holding is not the same as winning. And eventually, they could not hold anymore. I turned the page. And found a portrait. Just a sketch, really. Pen and ink. Faded with age. A woman. She was not young in the portrait, but she was not old either. She was somewhere in between, in that particular place where a person stops looking like what they were and starts looking like what they are. Her hair was loose. Her expression was not afraid. Mira. Last Queen of the Witch Covens. Keeper of the High Flame. Killed in the forty-third year of the Crimson War by Aldric the Elder, great-great-grandfather of the current Alpha King.

� 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕). 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉

“Wow! Wow! Wow! Incredible. Since when did you dare stand up in front of me?” King Jumuck recognized Finiah and Fewa standing next to Argo. He didn’t realize another girl was there. The woman did not seem to be an ordinary woman. She could breathe underwater. The young woman also wore a dress like a princess from a kingdom. Although the dress has been torn in some parts, it in no way reduces the user’s elegance. “Who are you?” asked King Jumuck in an arrogant tone to Queenie. “She is Princess Queenie of the Bright River Kingdom. A descendant of King Darian.”

I probably looked nothing like the queen of queens with my bed hair still a mess and my rumpled dress. But I had to give it a shot, already my legs were tingling from running and I knew I needed my wheelchair soon. “Well, what are you waiting for? Announce us and open the doors,” Alisa snapped at them. They stopped gawking and bowed in apology. “Announcing Princess Alisa and The High Luna, Queen of Queens, Princess Daciana,” Here goes nothing, I thought to myself as I stepped into the room to save the woman who had tried to kill me.

Not a bride. > A queen.

While her piercing aura was on full display, her curves were quite apparent as well. Any man would find it hard to hold back after seeing such a beauty. But Harvey casually looked away after taking a few glances at her. Queenie rolled her eyes at his reaction. Harvey was such an insensitive blockhead! “Do you think the fourth princess will plan to get you killed? Or is she going to do as you say and kill Vince?” Queenie asked with a frown. “The fourth princess is from The Empire’s royal family, and the fourth successor in line. She’s a true elite,” Harvey calmly replied as he sipped his tea.

A bright glow emanates from the baby and a collective gasp fills the hall. "A healer has been born to all the supernatural beings. Behold, a child born of a pure soul. A child born to a woman who suffered the most atrocities of life but remained pure. All the torture, pain, hurt, and abuse could not dampen her love nor cloud her pure heart. She chose forgiveness, over vengeance. She chose love over animosity. No matter how bad the blows were, Summer remained the indestructible princess that she rightly is. All hail our universal queen!" "All hail the Queen!"

She shouted as if she were going hysterical. "Don't be surprised. She didn't receive any education," Princess Meliora remarked to Princess Octavia. Then she looked at me with a mocking smile on her lips. I didn't show any emotion in response to their insults, nor did I defend myself. It would be pointless to do so. In the end, I am still an Omega slave and I have no right to defend myself against any of the noble clan. What a life! {CASSIUS} "DOWN to your knees!" Morgana shouted at the three men standing in front of me. She was appointed as the Beta of my Mooncrest Pack.