She-ra: Princess Warrior Novels & Stories

How was I ever in love with this person or the better question is how did she change so much within the span of just two months? Sheila wasn’t always like this, she used to be really kind, cool and collected, it does not make any sense the way she just spiraled and now she has turned into someone that I cannot recognize. “Master the Nurami has to lay down for the test to be conducted.” The priestess said, I can see Sheila’s face twist up in anger immediately the princess called her a Nurami, i don’t know why but her anger makes me happy, I smiled internally. “Do it, do what you must.” I gave the order and Sheila was held down on a bed by my guards.

All of a sudden, I felt like I was showing too much cleavage. "On this side, we have Princess Arona of North Natbia. 28 years old, 5'11", 140 pounds. She is an experienced female warrior. She recently fought in the Battle of the North. She also has various medals and military recognitions. Moreover, she is also second in line to the throne as King Hudson has no heirs yet." Many of the people present started to cheer. Arona was beaming. She turned around, smiling as she put her palms together, and then she blew kisses to the ecstatic crowd.

Hera’s lips curled into a faint smile as her gaze shifted to Sheila, who stood stiffly by the side of the room. “There’s someone far more deserving of the position,” Hera said, her tone softening. “Someone with integrity. Someone who truly cares for Shadow Claw and its people.” Sheila’s eyes widened, her lips parting in shock. “Me?” “Yes, you,” Hera nodded, stepping forward slightly. “You’ve stood for what’s right, even when it wasn’t easy. You’ve fought for the people of Shadow Claw, even when others wouldn’t.” Her eyes briefly flicked to me, and I felt a pang of shame twist in my stomach.

Showing her back to people – a surrender act. Coincidentally, Aidan and Firash were in the same space as him, attending to all the ministers as well. Taking charge of their own department. Instead of those people, their gazes landed on Shadow, smiling triumphantly at her. “Princess Shea, bow to the king and ask for forgiveness,” Aidan said militantly. His voice didn’t waver even the slightest. Shea. It was Shadow’s old name. It was her origin and it was a Shadow sensitive spot. It was also Shadow's salvation. She didn't hate it, she didn’t necessarily like it, either.

I open a drawer attached to my desk where several bottles of water is kept for easy reach. "Uhm, it's the news sir. It's about you," she taps the screen of her work tablet and hands it to me. The headlines were like a slap to the face. Nothing could have ever prepared me for the greatest shock of my life, not even my assistant's rude awakening. Boldly splashed across the screen was my name and it read: TRUE STORY BEHIND THE BIRTH OF AFRICA'S YOUNGEST BILLIONAIRE. WOMAN CLAIMS TO BE THE BIOLOGICAL MOTHER OF HENLEY DANIELS, FOUNDER OF HENPRO.inc.

"She’s just one of those ordinary women." Harrison looked at her. Strong jaw. Proud shoulders. The warrior who'd won him a war. Sasha was right. Vera was just another vain woman playing games for attention. No matter how well she dressed or how much she spent, she would never possess the strength of a true female warrior.

Not ever ******** Princess Sheila was the only daughter of Alpha Vale of Moonshine Pack. Since she was born, everyone in the pack knew she was meant to be Queen of Dominion Lunaris. It was a promise King Rykerr’s parents had made to her parents. She had been trained for it since she was a little girl. Everyone told her that she was born to stand by King Rykerr’s side. And for a long time, it really seemed like that dream would come true. Back then, Rykerr was young and full of life. He cared for Sheila in his own way. Maybe it was love, maybe it was just friendship, but he let her stay close.

No wonder her eyes that day had been so empty, so distant, as if I were already a stranger to her. I pointed at the monitor, my voice a low, dangerous whisper. "Drag that old bastard into this hellhole. Whatever Seraphina suffered, he pays back tenfold!" My assistant swallowed hard. “And... another Miss Grant?” I closed my eyes, the words a rough rasp in my throat. "When I was drowning in the struggle for power, Karen was always there. She offered me comfort and encouragement. I was grateful for that, yes. But the only one I ever loved was Sera."

The Warrior’s Bride Queen Habiba looked at the maiden she was talking to. The little maiden had just been hired in the palace and she had requested her presence. She wanted to see what the girl was capable of. “What is your name?” Queen Habiba asked the young girl. “Samirah,” Samirah replied, looking into the Queen’s eyes. Her eyes held no emotion as she eyed Samirah. This woman looked very beautiful. She was dressed in the most expensive material from what Samirah could see, but what else would she expect from a Queen of her status.

As soon as she said that, there was murmur around. “Keep still!” she screamed and the entire field was as silent as a graveyard. “You all might be surprised that she joined in without thorough selection that you all usually witnessed but I must say that she has passed those tests beyond what would have been done here. Some people had life test them not others.” She paused to look around. “Her name is Sarai and you all should know that she is a special warrior with special care, you must correct her when there’s need, you must work with her as a team and bring out the very best in her. This is all I ask of you.”