Slay The Princess Fanfiction Novels & Stories

the princess could only say. "Do you agree? I just need a 'yes or no' answer" he shrugged. The princess slowly shook her head, apologizing. She looked like she was scared of him. "Lewan... Kill him now... In front of everyone" he smiled like he was happy with what was happening. Lewan was about to do his bidding when I found myself screaming. "Verin no!!!" I was shocked at my own outburst but at that point I couldn't stand it. I just couldn't stand to see any one else dying in front of me.

her two guards ran over in panic; one took his cloak off placing it over the princess “My Lord how could you do this to the princess!” he shouted. Declan raised an eyebrow despite his vision blurring “She’s come to my room in such a state, clearly it shows who is the one trying to seduce the other,” he said coldly before glaring at her “You’re right about one thing, you are everything she isn't, a manipulative bitch who's worse than the dirt beneath my feet… and Layana… She’s a goddess too good for this world, pure and compassionate, a status you will never reach no matter how hard you try,” with that said, he slammed the door shut, falling to his knees as his vision blurred, locking the doo

“As usual, Shyla is busy freeing slaves in the breeder camp. But soon, she will be here and kill you with her own hands, Alpha Maddox. I would love to see your pitiful death. It’s said that: A wound from your soulmate hurts a thousand times more than …” A sliver of dread touched my spine as the mere notion of approaching death dried my throat. I was hell scared of the calamity which was about to strike us. Bastard Prince had skillfully knitted a web of cheat and deceit, disrespecting the blood relationships as well as the bonds of souls. I couldn’t help but growl at him. “How dare you call yourself a King, bastard? You took a piggyback ride on my Erasthai’s back to reach this throne.

I felt myself getting wetter as he slapped me. “Master, please,” I begged him as he proceeded to slap my pleasure area. He showed no signs of stopping. And oddly enough, I never wanted him to stop. “Aren't you a dirty human?” He slid a finger into my joy area before he brought it up. His hands glistened with the witness that came from my pleasure hole. “Master.” I wriggled my arse as I opened my legs wider. The princess Star who left her house days ago would have slapped him off the bed just for touching her. But that Star is nowhere to be found.

“The princess of Handar.” He cocked his head to the side and studied her face for a moment. “Nya, sweetheart, you can’t possibly--” Slate’s words were cut short as an arrow pierced his body, near his heart. Her eyes enlarged as she turned to see one of the Beelzanborg troops getting ready to notch another arrow. Flint, Slate’s brother, was near the soldier and moved at him, anger apparent on his reddening face. He drew his sword and cut him down, but when Nya turned back to Slate, she could see it might be too late.

A mocking one. “You really must think you are still a princess,” she said after her laughter died down, “Look here princess, it’s the rules. I do not make them and I can not do anything about them. That girl knew better than to have diss respected a slave master and you should have thought about it before jumping in to save the day. You’re not a princess anymore, you are a slave!” I clenched my fist behind my back. “Now, leave the way.” I didn’t. I couldn’t. And it made Hera even angrier.

I hissed at them and widened my eyes to express my frustration, but it was too late for Princess Lavenia to see my expression when she gave me a hard slap on my left cheek. “Did you think that you can get away from your sin of killing my father and let you marry our oldest brother?” Princess Lavenia firmly said and gritted her teeth with her eyebrows tremblingly separating, a sign that she is feeling mixed emotions. “You deserve to die!” “I did not kill the king!” I answered her. She slapped me again on the other side, and my blood was boiling in my head. Keep it steady, Elizabeth. You don’t want to chant an evil spell.

At the same time, I hit the prince who slapped me and forced the prince who slapped me to bow down. “A-Apologize now!” Struggling but high-pitched cry of the princess who slapped the princess who slapped me… "T-Triste" The prince bowed and promised me. Kali's Death Aura left at the same time. So we all feel better and now I can see Kali with her face up while smiling...

Stefan said as the chariot finally came to a stop. I obediently came down and followed him. He took my hand like a gentleman and led me in. As we passed each servant, they bowed and called me their princess. “After so many months, the princess is finally back. She is really spoiled. Abandoning her kingdom to be with a man rumored to be a demon, she is really….”. Before I could listen to the gossip of the maids, her neck was suddenly slit by Stefan. I was shocked at his sudden behavior. I never knew that he was this ruthless.

“Why not? He is the Alpha King, and apparently, he has given you enough chances to turn a new leaf, but look at you—” In a flash, I was standing right before Orla, my hands rising instinctively to her face. My palm connected with her cheek sharply, the sting sharp enough to make her eyes widen in surprise. She staggered back, hands trembling, but then, surprisingly, a gentle smile curled on her lips, calm and unbothered. "Slapping me doesn’t change who you are," she said softly, voice steady, "and it won’t change the fact that Haylee will be our queen in six days.” And just like that, the world I had always longed to control began to slip through my fingers. In that moment, I realized I migh