Princess Vore Novels & Stories

The brutal attack, a whirlwind of fire and death, had ripped her from everything she knew, leaving her an orphan and a fugitive in the blink of an eye. Now, in her early twenties, Elara existed in the liminal spaces, the forgotten corners of the world. She was a shadow flitting through moonlit forests, a whisper on the wind, a ghost of the princess she was meant to be. Her name, once spoken with reverence, was now a hushed secret, a dangerous whisper that could bring death. The hunters, a faceless, relentless force, were always on her heels, their desire for her unique, potent power a gnawing hunger. Her power, a legacy of her royal bloodline, was both her curse and her only true hope, a bea

At my sons — dressed, still for once, watching me with their small serious faces. At the table near the back where two people had gone very, very still. “I’d love to officially introduce myself. My name is Sera Voss.” My voice didn’t waver. “Princess of the Voss pack. Official heir to the throne. And as of tonight—” I glanced at Dorian beside me, “—the fiancée of the Continental Alpha.” The room erupted. I looked at Eli’s table and grinned at the look of horror on his and Mila’s face.

“Get that shit away from me.” He laughed. “Come on, princess. Just try it.” I turned, glancing toward the foyer. Creed wasn’t there yet. I didn’t want to think anymore. I didn’t want to deal with my own anger, disappointment, exhaustion. So I said, “I’ll have one.” And one became two. Two became three. Three became four. Four became five. Six. And then—I couldn't remember anything else. I groaned, dragging a hand down my face,my head aching badly

Headmistress assigned the partners. “Sierra and Loki, Reise and Kiero. Next, royalties. These are your partners: Princess Venus and Prince Kreo. Princess Celestina and Prince Trevor. Princess Yvy, Princess Angel, and Prince Klev.” Ms. Salvaria hadn’t even finished speaking when a hand went up. “Yes?” Ms. Salvaria asked a student. “Why are Princess Yvy and Prince Klev with Princess Angel? Shouldn’t Princess Angel be with Prince Haze?”

I am not even second in line that is my brother Victor Cline's territory but who can go against the king of the vampires. Let me introduce myself. My name is Sapphire Cline.princess of the Vampires. I have been groomed for the last 100 years to be the best lady I can be. I just wish I was a normal human girl, I don't want to be a princess. My father keeps setting me up on dates with the most eligible vampires out there and I hate it. I just want to wait for my mate. I will accept him no matter who he is but my father wants to keep our bloodline clean. My father and my mother are not mates. My father's mate was a fairy, and he rejected her as soon as he found her.

"As long as I am here, nothing bad will happen to you. It's not often that I come across a vampire in such a dangerous situation." "May I know what's your name?" Hera asked, while she was still catching her breath. She just had an encounter with a werewolf she never met before, although, she can sense that he has a good heart even though their own beings are not mutual. "I am Davien Foster." "I am Hera Dawson, the princess of the Shawlock vampire clan," she said and looked at his sharp green eyes looking at her with ease. "I see, a vampire princess. That's a coincidence to have you here inside my realm at this hours, what could be the reason that you are here? You know it's dangerous," Davie

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

"We did not mean to. She fought us when we took her and the bruising is a result." There is a twitch in the Prince's lips, his nose crinkling for a moment. He looks back down at Eliana, his eyes running over her arms and legs. For some odd reason she becomes self-conscious of her dirty and battered appearance. She tugs on her pant legs to cover some of the scabs beginning to form on her calves. How embarrassing it is to be so disheveled and dirty in front of the third Prince of Climont. She is the only Princess of Drein, she should not show any vulnerability. "Could you not find a more bearable restraint?"

Two years have passed after Henzie gave birth to her first son, now Zee has also started to grow because her growth is very fast, exceeding vampire babies in general, but her growth will stop at a certain time. Now the little prince is playing with his aunty and uncle in the back garden, Zee the crown prince of Lord Kevin, the leader of the Lioncourt Clan who is now 10 years old, so that's how they felt because they found the little prince had grown that big.

"I prefer it. Also, we had to run for our lives, leaving our belongings. I also had some brown in there." Vorga scoffed. She straightened, and gently shoved Aelanor away from the mirror to fix her silver earrings. Her eyes reflected dancing lights, and Aelanor gasped. "You have glitter on your eyelids!" Vorga smiled at her through the mirror and said, "Of course, Princess. That was the deal for putting rouge on your face, remember?"