She-ra: Princess Warrior Novels & Stories

Sheila's p.o.v I looked at the princess who sat in my room, on my bed glaring at me, what did she have that I didn't? I was angry with Neifar for choosing her to satisfy his sexual needs instead of me, but I wasn't jealous at all, I loved Neifar with all my heart no matter who he had sex with, but looking at the princess I knew I had lost him fair and square, she was very beautiful than me with a great body, I envied her, but I mostly felt sad for her, the Captain told me everything about her people and how the war went on, she must had been very sad and in pain I believed.

He didn't display his king status; on the contrary, I completely forgot he’s a king whenever I spoke with him. "Princess Asta Eragonia, what a pleasure to meet you." Adrian addresses a guest. "I have heard only good things about you. Please follow me. I will escort you to your fiancée, King Omar." My eyes went from admiring Omar to noting the model female taking Adrian's arm. No wonder Omar lost his heart. Saying she is gorgeous is an understatement. Bold expressive brows, smokey eyes enhancing her green iris, red lipstick affirming her authority and self-confidence, and her caramel highlighted brown balayage hair to one side, uncovering the golden dragon ear-cuff with an elegant string earr

Her hair and the top of her face was a dead give away. After the fight is over, he followed her. She went through a hallway, turned a couple of corners, and into a locker room. It was empty there, and she took down her face covering and sighed as she slumped on the benches. She didn't seem to notice him until he spoke. "Well, well, well, guess the Princess has a secret." he took down his hood. Aurora snapped her head to him and her eyes blew open wide. She quickly stood up from her seat and backed away a bit. "What- what are you doing here?"

said Amairas . " In the honour of what she is we will name her Cynthia , as she belongs to the moon ." said the man and the scene shattered in pieces . Cynthia was standing in the same hall with the crown . " So i suppose now you know ." said the crown . " I ....I ..I am the moon princess . " said Cynthia nervously . " Yes my majesty ." said the crown softly ." I hope you'll seen figure out a why to be at your kingdom , the kingdom awaits you and so do i . " said the crown .

I asked -" Who are you?" She was a 9-10 years old girl. Pale skin and curly hair. Her clothes were ragged and she looked tired. but her smile still looked beautiful. She looked at me and asked-" Are you Parsahwna Macduff?" I was shocked to hear my name from her mouth as I nodded in response and asked-" Yes but who are you and what are you doing here?" " I am Sheera"- She said while looking at me. " Sheera? The moon elve that was abducted ?"- I asked looking absolutely shocked at her.

She decided she needed to hit something, and the warriors here always thought it a fun game to try and take her on. When she looked up after her spar with Rory she was surprised to meet the prince's eyes as he stood, watching her. She felt a surge of excitement which she swallowed down, remembering her anger. She’d hoped if she ignored him he would get the hint and walk away, but there was that surge of excitement when she saw he had followed her. She couldn’t help the attitude when she talked with him. She wanted to believe him when he told her it was a misunderstanding but his reputation, however, made that incredibly hard. Her mind was spinning and she was feeling confused, she couldn’t f

He asked and she choked on her food. "Are you okay?" He quickly offered her water which she collected and drank from it. "I told you to be careful" he said and she dropped the class. "What were you saying again?" She asked. "Is it true that the Alpha Princes are mated to one girl?" He asked and she cleared her throat nervously. "You should tell him now" Lia said, in her head. "It's true and that girl is me" she replied and he stopped eating, immediately. "I don't understand" he said.

“She submitted an appeal instead of defying the ruling.” “That does not make her obedient,” another argued. “No,” Kael agreed. “It makes her disciplined.” That word lingered. The clan leader leaned back. “Her data is… thorough.” “She listed sixty-three herbs she has assisted with,” an elder said reluctantly. “Including three we import.” “And noted wastage reduction,” another added. “Margins improved.” The room grew quieter. “She is still an omega,” someone insisted, weaker now. Kael’s voice was calm. “She is a resource you are choosing not to classify.”

Anana raised her chin, blood and sweat painting her skin, but her eyes fierce, unbroken. She no longer looked like a princess. She indeed looked like a warrior.

He attempted to pick her up again but Aramina evaded his hands and tried crawling away, but she realized that she was getting tired, she tried to call Theia but the foolish red wolf seem to be completely knocked out by whatever had been put on the piece of cloth in her mouth. The other men grabbed her and began to drag her away by both hands. She was truly scared. Sheila enjoyed the satisfaction this warrior brought to her, it reminded her that she was still desirable, her ego had been getting hits recently and she was not really in the best place, mentally. As the warrior slammed into her, she wondered what it would be like to find a mate, someone she could proudly hang over everyone’s head