Slay The Princess Novels & Stories

She asked, expecting a positive answer. Sally brought out the dagger stained with blood, "As soon as the slave princess was taken" she exclaimed keeping the same smile with Elsa.

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.

She's very tired too but still holding on. "They are no longer your father's soldiers, Princess. They are now the soldiers of your traito—" He could no longer continue to speak when suddenly an arrow pierced his chest. As a result, he stopped walking and suddenly knelt on the ground as blood dripped from his mouth and from the wounds on his chest. "Eunuch Eli! Stand up! We will run away. We will survive and escape together," Princess Amayah cried. She grabbed him by his shoulder and force him to stand up.

What a cruel joke that twins would be destined to save the world. Liam launched toward the twins first. He did not aim to rescue them, not with the black chains lashing around his wrists and the venom flooding his veins. The slayer within him surged to the surface, uncoiling with a speed and clarity that was almost beautiful—if anything forged for murder could be called beautiful. He reached Bella in three steps, tackling her and shielding her from the next blast of the shadow dragon’s wrath. The impact tore open his own wound again, flooding the floor with blood, but he didn’t flinch, his eyes fixed on his target: the Queen, who had not moved from her stone-cold position beside the altar.

~Bethany~ Dawn is a few hours away, and I haven’t slept. I don’t have time for sleep. I could be done with my mission and hundreds of miles away before any of the princes return to the school. All I need to do is kill one, and the rest will rush out of hiding. ‘Let go, Thaloria. Lose yourself in us.’ I shake my head. I need to purge any trace of them from me and do what I came here for.

"Very good. But this is only the beginning." He continued to cut, each slice deeper than the last. The pain was unbearable, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of hearing me scream. I focused on the faces of my loved ones—my father, my brothers, Raphael. I drew strength from the thought of them, knowing they would come for me. Reiner's voice broke through my thoughts. "Do you know what the most beautiful sound in the world is, princess? The sound of hope breaking." He plunged the scalpel deeper, and this time, a scream tore from my throat. The men laughed, and Reiner's smile widened.

A low moan escapes my lips as lips encircle my hard nipple. Strong fingers find their way inside me, slowly moving in a ‘come hither’ motion and creating a lewd squelching sound that I did not expect my body to make. “Princess, are you my good girl?” I look down my body to find familiar dark green eyes, filled with lust and need. “Yes!” I moan out my answer….

The rhythmic clang of steel on steel echoed in the cool night air. “Liam,” I said, my voice low but firm. He stopped his sparring, the sweat glistening on his brow in the torchlight. “Your Highness.” “The book,” I said, my gaze fixed on his. “The one with the inscription about the Blood Moon. Do you know where I can find it?” Liam’s face hardened. He sheathed his sword, his movements deliberate and slow. “Princess, I warned you. Some knowledge is best left untouched.”

An encrypted distress signal was sent. Three nights later, Sophia stood on the edge of a cliff. The wind howled, whipping her dress around her. Hurried footsteps came from behind. Alexander had arrived with his men. "Princess!" he yelled, rushing toward her. "Come with me!" Sophia glanced back at the guards chasing them and suddenly smiled. "Alexander, are you afraid of heights?" Before he could react, Sophia grabbed his hand and jumped off the cliff. Below were raging waves, but on the cliff face were footholds she had scouted out days ago. The guards didn't dare to follow.

“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.”