Reaper Princess Novels & Stories

As the fog approached, Bun Kukkinos, his face etched with panic, implored, “Your Highness, just leave me! I’m an old man. My time has come. Save yourself and escape!” Rara ignored his pleas. She placed her hand firmly on the stone, her face contorted with effort. The fog enveloped her, and she let out a piercing scream that echoed through the field. Her body felt as if it were being torn apart and reassembled in a relentless cycle of agony. Her once-black hair flamed into a vivid red, and her brown eyes turned a fierce scarlet. Prince Ariel watched in horror, his heart heavy with regret for not intervening sooner. Yet, he knew that even if he tried to help, the king and queen would punish hi

Placing the whip on her shoulder, King Collie slowly spoke: Irina Rigil Kai is currently the only purebred maiden of my species, so I will not let her shoulder the responsibility of governing the northern lands alone as intended, she has the right to receive great protection. from this world as well as from the three purebred clans. So today, in the name of King Lewis II, I officially declare that Irina becomes a princess, the title is to give the word "Fire" to the name - Fire Princess Irina Rigil Kai, the noblest maiden of the species Vampires. Before Irina finds a suitable fiance, the Kai family will continue to raise and protect.

Later, he kicked the bed hard to hear it breaking. Why can't he control himself when it comes to Reika? --- " You look like a goddess!", Princess Laura gasped, admiring the beauty sitting in front of her. Reika was adorned with a sleeveless maroon gown, crystals glazing on it through the layer of semi-darkness. His lips, eyes, and face had all the makeup done by Laura today. Although Reika refused to appear like a goddess, Laura insisted on doing her makeup. But Reika kept distracting herself since Axel wasn't out of the dungeon. She feared that Radolf was going to find out his identity soon.

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.

I gave him a smile to let him know that I remembered before I faced my new partner. Well suppose to be a partner. It was Nate, but apparently he was having a conservation with another girl. And he didn't seem happy. It was a girl with long purple hair that shone in the light. I remember from my lesson with Ace that she's Princess Camille. Her silver dress sparkling with different colors as if it were alive. Expensive non-metallic jewelry decorated her from top to toe. I'll say, she's beautiful. Camille, the princess of the Kingdom of Frae. The fairies.

The little princess smiles as she introduces him. “With the card in your hand and the person destined to keep it and lost it in the last loop. We would like you to meet someone, Emie.” With a pentagram that is drawn unto the floor and illuminated into its distinct scarlet color, a gate appears as it opens and page for the reaper to present himself and introduce. “Now, now, now, who is the other soul that I need to rip apart?”

Vincent blinked innocently. The captain took a moment to grasp Larissa's words. He turned, took out his longsword at his waist, and pointed it at Ray. "You dare to disrespect the countess? Are you crazy?" Agnes stared, wide-eyed, as her clenched fists trembled slightly. She asked in disbelief, "Is she really a countess?" The captain replied coldly, "Yes, she's the only countess in the royal family. The person beside her is the Queen's daughter, Princess Rachel."

"That's ridiculous! I would have never believed you, of all people, to get a friend! This is priceless!" "Shut up, princess. I'll wipe that stupid smile off your face." "I'd like to see you try." "Um..." I raised my hand to get their attention. "Oh, I forgot to introduce you." Crimson said. "Black, this is Scarlet Relezea. She's the spoiled princess of-" Scarlet suddenly stepped on Crimson's foot, immediately silencing him. "It's very nice to meet you." She smiled at me. "As this brute just said, my name is Scarlet Relezea. I'm a second year from the fashion department."

His eyes were intense, questioning. “Who are you?” he demanded, his voice low but firm. “How did you get here?” “I… I…” Eliza stammered, her body trembling. Hildegard stepped forward confidently and gave a slight, practiced bow. “I’m Hildegard Grace Black, Princess of Eretria. This is Eliza Reese Black, the older princess. And—” She paused to nudge James with her foot. “Ouch!” he groaned, scrambling out from under the bed.

A dark stain spread rapidly across his tunic. He sank to his knees, his eyes still locked on mine, filled with shock and an apology that would never be spoken. From the shadows behind him, a figure emerged. It wasn’t one of Renejay’s men. It was the impostor princess. Bianca. In her hands, she held a small, still-smoking crossbow. Her face was pale, but set in a look of grim determination. “I’m sorry, Kairi,” she said, her voice trembling but clear. “I can’t let you ruin everything. He promised to let my family go.”