Slay The Princess Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I curled my fingers into my fist and looked away first. Anything stupid would cost me a lot at this point in time. “Forgive me, Princess,” I told her. “I don’t feel well.” “I don’t care if you feel bad or not,” she said, poison lacing her every word. “Keep your composure in my presence. I am a Princess and you’re nothing but a slave. I can have you killed for your disrespect.” Oddly enough, I didn’t feel humiliated by her words. I didn’t reply, though. I just kept staring at the floor.

Soraya said in an almost hissing whisper as she was gritting her teeth remembering their fallen comrades who slept with the said man. The princess felt her will slowly wane, as the fear and terror were still crawling up unto her. Several visions in her memory began flashing before her eyes, remembering the full detail of almost every part of the Draconian prince, especially the part between the man’s legs that could tear her apart. Swallowing hard, she tried to set that aside, she could not back away now, especially after she had finally prepared everything. “Was any of them familiar with the sacred arts?” she just smiled and asks her trusted guard.

Ilyria was certain it was cloud silk. “Get away from my husband, you bitch,” snarled Madame Skia at the Princess and raising her one hand she sent a shockwave of such force that it rippled the ground beneath them. The Princess, unbalanced, grabbed onto the altar but still fell to her knees. Not wasting any time, Ilyria grabbed Flame and handed Fierce over to her with a look that was both of thanks and awe. Flame nodded once and, holding the small creature close to her chest, retreated into the golden darkness. Ilyria retreated from the altar, trying to regain a safer distance from the Princess and Zlo.

"You have two chances. Slim to fuck all." With that, I take my princess out to the car; not even before the door is shut, she burst out in tears. I pull her straight from her chair to fit her tiny body onto my lap. I search her face until she allows her eyes to meet mine; I softly chuck a stay hair behind her ear and give her a shy smile. My thumb softly caresses her cheek as I lay a tiny kiss on her velvety lips. "Princess, he has to kill me before he so much as takes you away from me."

A tremor of mingled pleasure and a nascent fear ran through me. He blew a hot, teasing breath against my ear, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin, igniting a fresh wave of shivers that had nothing to do with the cool night air. “Not yet, Princess,” he murmured with satisfaction. “Slade has knotted you. He’s tired of your constant flight, this endless hunting for you. He wants to bind you to us, to ensure you can’t escape again. Be a good girl, endure this sweet imprisonment. In a few minutes, he will release you, and we can begin again, truly start afresh our relationship.”

The large pillars bedecked with gold was lifted and smashed to pieces as the Sultan let out his rage. Layla had her arms around Xavier and she tried to pull him out of the palace before the entire building collapsed on them. The Sultan let out a loud roar and leaped, ascending into the air swiftly, only to fly back down like a bullet, moving swiftly towards where Layla knelt with Xavier, intent on killing her the way she had killed his son. Layla saw the Sultan bearing down on her and she knew it was the end. Either they would be miraculously saved, or this was the end. She pulled Xavier close and shut her eyes, waiting for the inevitable death blow from the Sultan.

I asked Sophia. "You heard me! I said that she's the princess of your pack! I know that you actually came to our pack to look for her but you got distracted because of Stacie. She's the princess you've been looking for! There's something else that I need to tell you. Something that you need to know but I am not going to say anything if you don't come get me right now. I have nothing more to lose anyway. I am going to die for sure if Alpha Antoine gets to me first. This might be the only chance that I have left to survive" Sophia said. She sounded resigned to her fate. "No... this can't be true...I asked her....she said she isn't....she said she was sold by her parents into slavery!"

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

“Say it again, Zara. It’s written on your tits, isn’t it?” I took a sharp breath, remembering the words as my pussy clenched around nothing. “I am your Princess slut, Hayden Knight,” my voice was small and soft, warm blood rushing to my cheeks. “That’s right, sweetheart.” His fingers brushed against the neckline of my dress. “I am going to fuck you like one tonight. Would you like that?” “Yes.” I exhaled sharply when his palm thwacked my ass. The low sting melting into delicious warmth, spreading across my heated sex.

“It seems there’s been a misunderstanding. The princess is not worthy to stand by my side as my Queen. I did duel for her, but for another reason.” I don’t like where this is going and the nerves in my stomach intensify at his words. The Lycans that came with Roy are laughing as if my father had just told a big joke. Roy keeps chuckling darkly as he plays with my hair and I feel the little hairs on my neck stand up when his fingers subtly brush against my skin. His next words further tighten the knot in my stomach and now I know my perfect life has really come to an end. “She is to be my slave.” He says, dropping the bomb before gripping my chin tightly and forcing me to face him. “Do you ha