Princess Wars Novels & Stories

~ -Characters- *Princess Zoey* - She's an 18-year-old Omega with golden hair and a love for nature. One thing about her, she dislikes the fact that she cannot rule her kingdom one day and dislikes how she has to get married to an alpha that will take over as the ruler of both kingdoms. *Prince Patrick* - He's a 24-year-old Alpha with hazel hair and eyes and a love for sword art. He's the Prince chosen by Princess Zoey's parents to link the two kingdoms in the future. And he likes the idea of an arranged marriage between the two kingdoms.

Her green gown, a shade that mirrored Prince Ron's eyes in her mind, accentuated her beauty, making her a vision of elegance. Princess Rose, on the other hand, was a burst of vibrant colour amidst the more subdued tones of the others. Her thick, red curls cascaded down her shoulders, a striking contrast against her light pink gown. The softness of the pink fabric highlighted the youthful exuberance in her eyes, making her an enchanting sight to behold. As the crowd murmured in admiration, their voices filled with awe at the beauty of the two princesses.

“Honey, I do not know what to say, but I and your dad have already parted ways.” Back at the castle, Prince Mharl answered the Princess of the UK’s call. For one week, he dated several princesses, and his charm was known abroad because of his stunning effect on girls of all walks. But the truth was that he still longed for Marie and he opened her social media accounts. He was a bit tense when he found out that Marie knew who was the admin of the International Artist Group as he scanned the previous posts she had on her F******k.

Known across history as the most beautiful elven princess—white hair, blue eyes, gentle, graceful, elegant. She was engaged to the prince of the Witches Realm, a political marriage arranged to strengthen the alliance between both kingdoms. King Russ agreed to the union with Queen Selene of the Witches Realm. But one day, Princess Eloise wandered into the Vampire Realm. No one knew why. Some records claim she was taken advantage of. Others say she went there willingly. Nothing was ever proven. But it was that moment that sparked the greatest war in history. According to her testimony, the Vampire King—King Roosevelt—had attacked her.

The corner of her mouth curved up. “I’m inching for more. Come at me with everything you got.” “With pleasure!” They all charged at her. The princess singlehandedly beat everyone that faces her one after the other as she pushed through to Luna, another in red lashing outfits and a symbolic scarf covering from the nose down to the shoulders raged with a katana sword at Wren swiftly, a side step movement to the Princess’s left along a lower slash which Wren dodged by rotating over then followed a consecutive upper and lower stabs which the princess also effortlessly dodged it all.

I meant the kick I gave to him earlier. " Adam go strain her and part her from him, specially her legs and , Hany go kill him at once "he said the warrior stood up sighing from his aching wound yet he Ironically said " ha kill who, me , and part us , the faithful lovers , how evil!?" Hany , the young soldiers was about to attack when he stopped him " wait , just for the memory which princess is she exactly " Hany said while laughing " she is the princess Muons , the darkened King's fiancé , didn't you know"

she accused, stepping closer. I froze, caught off guard. "I heard what you said earlier. You want me to be with you," she continued, sighing. "I’d do it— only for one night, after the six months, after I have gotten my company back... I’d need to prepare myself because..." She hesitated before whispering, "I’m a virgin." Her words, as cute as they were, made me laugh. Her innocence—how could she possibly be a virgin if she had been married to John Smith for years?

I resisted the urge to sneer. “I will not be around forever; the time for a new ruler is coming. All the other Princesses have accepted betrothals. Even your sister has taken it up with the Prince of Chamber, but it is not her birthright to form alliances with the other kingdoms. It is yours, Kiara.” “Arsenal is hardly the kingdom I’d like to ally with.” I turned away from him.

She sighs, leaning against the counter and closing her eyes. “I can still see them in bed together when I close my eyes. Still hear their lewd moans.” Her voice cracks, and I am up on my feet, pulling my Princess into my arms, and slowly rubbing her back to soothe the pain away, although part of me wishes I could help her forget by having her in my bed learning what it means to be with a man who will worship the ground she walks on.

They stopped before the throne and bowed. “Greetings, Alpha. Greetings, Luna,” they said together. Polly studied them one by one. They were beautiful, graceful, rehearsed. She smiled. Too bad they’ll all be dead soon. The women gave their names: “Princess Casandra of RedBrooks Pack,” said the first one with brown eyes, her head bowed. “Princess Amira of Hoodwinds Pack,” said the middle one, with thick black hair, shorter than the rest. And then the last: