Princess Villainess Novels & Stories

A world of glitter and shadows, where nothing was ever as it seemed. And I wasn’t sure I was ready for it. As the Valisteen Princess, I had wealth, luxury, and influence. But with that came constant threats—Ray’s enemies, who seemed to be lurking around every corner. They never stopped coming after me, trying to use me as a pawn in their ruthless games.

the vicious princess commented with disgust while looking at Vivienne's portrait. "Show me the angle where you look lesser of an ogre-looking bitch and I might start thinking you're a human. Stay out of my sight before I could forget you're a young shit, you ambitious little bitch!" Archer reckoned after scanning the princess from head to toe. "You dare to talk ill of me, dragon slayer! I shall tell my father about this and he will make your life a living hell! I won't let this pass!" Archer, unfazed by the princess' threat started to laugh his ass out. "Do you know how many beasts and monsters I killed? Your dear old father won't get the chance to touch my shit before I slay him, stupid! No

replied another who has been just next to the old lady. “Don't worry. I can handle it. I have trained for many years in fighting so I am sure that with the knowledge I have learned I can easily find out and find the one who did it in our town. As the Princess of the palace and of our town Sweet White Haven, I will not allow this to happen in our area!” The Princess even raised her hand in remembrance of the sympathy of their subjects. The people shouted.

she added. The woman was in deep thoughts for a few minutes before she decided to give in to the princess's offer. She slowly took the keys from her bag and looked for the ones with the name Ana Mae Villashne engraved in it. "Here your highness," she said while giving the key to the evil princess. The princess is smiling from ear to ear.

The Nature Princess said "hehehe" the Moon Princess flattered "Just call me Eclipsa cause were friends now, I know your a trustworthy person (winks)" "oh ok gosh im flattered hahaha, you can call me crysellian or whatever you call me" Princess Limiel the Nature/Earth Princess said " Eruvelliel Vranduel here from Ölca I'm also a Princess" Princess Eruvelliel introduced herself informally "call me Vrany if the bitch here (points Eclipsa) sees you a friend"

Honestly she envied him. - Are you going to stand there or are you going to decide to go back? The young woman was abruptly drawn from her contemplation by the sultan. She breaks her smile and becomes serious again. She approached him as once again she was about to walk amidst a horde of maids and servants, her. Just a movie actress. She was going to walk like a real princess among her subjects... Like a real princess. She couldn't help but smile as her heart raced. It was the best role of his life. She walked confidently beside the Sultan..

His triplet sisters, however, remained in the Kingdom, much to their displeasure. The eldest, Princess Ciciane Taylor Mariam, had made such a fuss that Clyde had no choice but to allow her to take martial arts training under Chief Warrior Rubio. This girl was a true rebel, known in many packs as the "warrior Princess of trouble." However, she was a brilliant field analyst, with many packs utilizing her expertise in combating rogues and thwarting human attacks. The Second Princess, Drina Becca Rain, was the more reserved type, always in the shadow of her older sister.

“Hell, the entire Dark Moon Pack isn’t worthy of someone as kind and as intelligent as our Princess!” People started pointing a finger at Kylian and blaming him for all the unjust things I had suffered under his care. After listening to the crowd for a while, he slowly looked at me in disbelief. “Y-you… You are the princess?” I didn’t reply to him. “I didn’t know…I… Della, please listen to me. That video… It’s…” Pushing him again, I looked in his eyes, and uttered with determination. “I, Della Cambell, Princess of the kingdom, hereby officially…”

If William rejected my proposal, my fate would be sealed, there was no other sure way of escaping the clutches of the Emperor and Theodore. The next morning, my nanny was just finishing tidying my hair when a knock on the door put us on alert. It was unusual for them to have such respect for me, but it seemed that my recent punishments had had the desired effect. My nanny went to open the door, and a maid, followed by two soldiers, appeared. "I greet Your Highness, the first princess of the empire of Arventia, Princess Camellia Arventia," they said at the same time. I got up from my chair and signaled for them to stand.

To the world, I'm Sophia Romano—the family's wild, radiant princess. Vincent is the mafia heir—stoic, controlled, the very picture of restraint. But every night, he grips my waist, fucking me until my legs go weak while whispering my name over and over: "Principessa." He just doesn't know that in two weeks, I'm marrying someone else. The sheets are still damp with our shared heat. I lie in bed, catching my breath as Vincent rises to dress.