Slay The Princess Chapters Novels & Stories

Chapter Seventy-Nine – What a Princess! (At Craitan) TRIGGER WARNING!! THIS CHAPTER HAS SUBTLE PIECES OF RA*PE AND PE*DO*PH*ILE. Princess Lena collapsed on her bed. One of her younger maids scurried into the room to increase the heat of her boiling water. “Don't increase it. My skin should harden a bit these few days. We are going for war soon” she sighed. The maid bowed, and was about leaving.

Music helped me keep calm and steady. “You should stop before you lose all your energy and faint, Princess.” His voice was still like velvet. My eyes snapped open to see Hap standing before me, a smile on his lips. I nodded, calling for the weapons to sheath themselves within their cases and placing the Sai back into their holster. I stood, looking up at Hap. I was damn near six foot now, but he still towered over me. I felt absolutely tiny.

but I remembered my mother now how can I give up on her this easy and leave her in my fathers mercy , I am not leaving without at least a fight , managed to cut their leader who was twice my size , directly in his left eye , who smirked in pain , all held me while I was furiously struggling and hitting whoever I could , but they held me tight from my frightened extremities . “if you resist anymore it is going to hurt more, and I want to hurt you more, princess” he said while harshly graping me from my hair and draging me to the walls of the arena , I screamed in pain , he raised me up high from my hair that I no longer can reach the ground , I felt my hair getting torn from my scalp. I saw t

“When we were on the battlefield, I saw Hyacinth fighting against a fae soldier. He had her mate on the ground and she was punching him, trying to protect her mate with no thought to her own safety, or risk to her own life. While protecting our mates is something we would all do, I know it goes against everything in a sprite to fight. So, I would like to present this book to you, Hyacinth. It’s titled, Hyacinth: A Brave Sprite, and it is the story of our battle and your role in the fight.” When I hand the book to her, she takes it first looking at the title, then holding it to her chest before wrapping her arm around my waist, hugging me tightly. “Thank you, Princess.” The cheers go up again

they both begged, but Sir Beta would not listen and he took them by the arms each and dragged them to the palace, inside the throne room where Alpha Ragnar and Luna Philipa were. "The Princess" Sir Beta introduced when they got there, pressing his son's back. "Fall on your knees both of you." He commanded and they listened. Calantha stared at the ceramic floor unable to look at her parents. She heard the Beta whispering some things to her father and her body shook when the Alpha stood up from the chair and walked towards her. "Get up," Ragnar ordered in his coarse voice. Calantha immediately obeyed, looking up at her father with shaky eyelids. She was almost as tall as her father but his bod

I gestured to my dad as I spoke. “I am compassionate, like my mother, when the situation requires it. I am fearless like my father. I am a strategist like my uncle. I am deadly like my aunt. I am a badass like my stepmother.” I proclaimed, gesturing to Uncle John, Aunt Sarael, and Aurelia. “I am Hana Kimiko Kinsley, Princess of Bloodmoon. And you…” I pointed at him. “Are no one to me.” On that final proclamation, I turned on my heel and headed inside. I didn’t want or need to witness what would happen to Miyazaki. Albert and Dad would dispatch with him. I didn’t know if it would be swift and honestly didn’t care. Let them make him suffer.

“Hard to tell which episode of jealousy sprang from childlike behavior.” “You bitch.” She tried to slap me. I froze time just in this room. I took her wrist and unfroze time. She blinked at my hold on her. I slapped her now. “How dare you try to slap a princess?” I squeezed her wrist hard, and her face wrinkled in pain. “You have no power over me.” I threw her hand back at her, and she touched her face. “I just wanted you to know that.” I turned to walk out. She took my shoulder and spun me. “Don’t let him die.”

The dagger slowly touched his own throat. Then... With one swift motion— Slash! Blood erupted like a crimson waterfall. The Imperial Knights stepped backward instinctively. Several soldiers turned pale. Others clenched their swords with shaking hands. No one understood what they had just witnessed. It was as though... The criminal had killed himself. Under the princess's command. An eerie silence filled the battlefield. Not a single one of the fifty criminals survived. Each met a brutal end. The graceful, elegant princess whom the empire admired... The princess many believed to be nothing more than a graceful noblewoman...

"I have a big family and they-" The Princess mercilessly swings her sword once more. The maid moves her hands to protect her head, but all falls to the floor, parts of her cut hands and the head.

Besides, it is better that she doesn't see what happens next. There are no survivors, I make sure of it as I walk the valley one last time, obliterating any traces of my brother's army, blasting any who try to escape from the sky with my firey breath. Their screams fill the morning like birdsong as their wings turn to cinders and what is left of their corpses land with a hard, dull thunk before burning out. I repeat this again and again, taking joy in the moment when they realize that I am no longer Primus, the Dragon Prince.