Princess Sacrifice Translation Novels & Stories

Lucifer drew the same mark onto my head as well. “With the blood of the sacrifice I now pronounce the mating complete. Let it be known to whole of the underworld that you have a new Princess.” Lucifer took a step back from us. His expression unreadable, but there in his eyes, I could see the devil lurking just behind his facade. Lucifers announcement had the crowds all cheering. “Long live the Prince and Princess of the Underworld.” In what should have been the happiest moment of my life, all I could think about was the glassy stare of the red headed girl, who sacrificed her life for mine.

"Because I didn't know they'd decline this fast. Didn't know the breaking would be this traumatic. Most rejected mates survive. Live long lives. These two aren't. They're dying. And if we don't act fast, they're gone." I grab the papers. Read frantically. "What does it require?" "All four of you. Together. Willing to try. The witch to channel Moon Goddess power. And a sacrifice." "What kind of sacrifice?" "The person at the center. You. You'd have to give something up. Your magic. Your memories. Your life. Something significant. The ritual demands balance. Demands payment." "I'll do it. Whatever it takes. I'll pay it." "You don't understand. The sacrifice is chosen by the Moon Goddess. Not y

"Matthew, did you hear that? She says we're not even human. I'll show her what happens when she messes with us." The assistant's smile vanished, replaced by a storm of rage as she moved to hit me, but she did not see it coming. Slap! "Zip it. She's right. You're not human. You're nothing but my pawn, and you're fooling yourself if you think you can take her place. "Didn't I tell you to stay out of my sight? If you have trouble with your hearing, I don't mind helping with that."

“You want us to murder her? An unarmed woman carrying my child?” His voice was dangerously low, a growl of disbelief and fury rumbling in his chest. I could feel the heat of his anger, the protective instinct that flared to life not just for me, but for the life he had just learned he’d created. The lead priestess’s expression remained unchanged, her eyes like chips of ice. “It is not a murder. It is a necessary sacrifice. Her life, for the balance of the world.” “That’s not a sacrifice, that’s an execution,” I shot back, finding my voice. “You’re asking us to be monsters. I won’t do it.”

Ken asked irritably. “I can't open it without rituals and sacrifices…” Mira said casually. She was still moving her finger but with eyes opened. If he look closely, what she did makes her look like someone with a mental disorder. “Sacrifice?” Ken looked around. And then he realized that some of his men had started to retreat with tense faces. Of course they knew what Mira meant by sacrifice. They have done many cruel things. And the sacrifices that will be given to the witch were the people they captured from the pack they attacked.

She asked him, “Are you ready to give up the vampire part of your soul, Prince Edith?” Edith just nodded in response, barely keeping his brave façade. “Anything for my sister!” His face became chalk white as if all the blood had been sucked out of his body. Those two witches poured his blood over the raging fire together. Edith’s respectable voice slithered in my ears. “As the last Royal of your bloodline, please accept my sacrifice, Goddess Sanguis.” He was praying out loud to his goddess when I heard a faint whisper through my mate-bond. Helena’s eager voice rejuvenated my soul.

It can’t be. I heard the King sigh. “They should be enough sacrifice for the Witches, right?” He’s associating himself with witches? We’re supposed to be mortal enemies. “Now all we need is the Princess to get pregnant with a cub, then we can use it as the final sacrifice for the spell.” My hand instinctively went to my abdomen, as I felt tears sting my eyes. What the hell am I hearing? Sacrifice? My baby? My Pack? What the hell is all these?

“I see. The portion has become a thorn in your flesh.” I stiffened. “You know about it?” She smiled brilliantly. “There are no secrets from the gods.” Kaelan’s expression looked as stoic as ever. “Can it be undone?” The priestess studied him for a long moment. Then, slowly, she nodded. “It can.” My heart leaped. “How?” She turned her gaze to me. “Through sacrifice.” Kaelan's body became stiff as he asked. “What kind of sacrifice?” The priestess didn’t respond to Kaelan's question immediately. Instead, she came a bit closer to us and placed a frail hand over Kaelan’s chest.

“Are we sure this is the right girl?” I looked back at the crowd looking at me. They all looked so, well, normal. Which after Mad Max and the creepy twins I wasn’t expecting. “She may not look like much but she is the one. She is the lost princess and the doom of us all.” The twins reassured to crowd. “Tonight, we shall all bear witness to the ceremony to sacrifice the princess in order to save us all. You are all going to be part of history and see something special. The moon goddess will bless us all for correcting her mistake!” Sacrifice, called it.

Her brow furrowed, and for a moment, she looked… afraid. “It showed me a sacrifice,” she murmured. “A great sacrifice that must be made to defeat the evil that is coming.” My blood ran cold. “What kind of sacrifice?” She didn’t answer right away, and that silence unnerved me more than anything. I stepped forward, closing the distance between us. “Elena, what kind of sacrifice?” I repeated, my tone more urgent. Her eyes met mine, and the weight of her words hit me before she even spoke them. “The sacrifice of the true mate.”