Slay The Princess Novels & Stories

’ [Alpha Six, ready to take this fucking sadist Prince and his sick followers down Boss. When her men had learned of how sick and twisted Khalid was their hatred of him had grown exponentially, they were determined to bring him down and finish him for good regardless of the cost to themselves. Such evil could not be allowed to live in their world and if he dared to harm so much as a single hair on their little Mafia Princesses head his death would be slow and extremely painful.

“Get that shit away from me.” He laughed. “Come on, princess. Just try it.” I turned, glancing toward the foyer. Creed wasn’t there yet. I didn’t want to think anymore. I didn’t want to deal with my own anger, disappointment, exhaustion. So I said, “I’ll have one.” And one became two. Two became three. Three became four. Four became five. Six. And then—I couldn't remember anything else. I groaned, dragging a hand down my face,my head aching badly

A strong hand grabbed her neck and slammed her against the wall by the window. She gasped; pain shot through her back, but that one didn’t seem important as she couldn’t breathe. Not again, she thought. She struggled and tried to claw at her captor, but her fingers slipped right through the smoky shadow. The grip tightened. She couldn’t scream. Darkness began dancing in her vision. Then the shadow leaned closer, and a raspy voice spoke with a hiss. “You didn't do what we told you. The princess is still alive and that’s a great failure for you.”

ariel:- we are going to set free and we have to show them, that we going to set free no matters what. someone fire gun shoots at the princess and his shorts are very clear at the princess's head.

Using Stefan’s shock at seeing the younger boy kill one of his cronies without so much as a blink, Princess Aria freed herself from her knight easily, rolling off of him and jumped straight down the staircase without a moment’s hesitation despite her knight’s loud, startled gasp, seizing a sword hanging on the wall mid-air whilst she free-falls straight to the traitor. Stefan gaped in terror at the sight of the sword-wielding Princess descending swiftly down upon him like a fallen angel about to deliver the hammer of justice; he raised his arm and tried to shoot her–he had a clear shot! There’s no way she can dodge this time now–but Jin was already up on his feet and shot him straight on the

“You may be struggling now, but remember once that parasite is gone you will be back to what you are as you always been. As you do not have to worry no more or struggle like this, for, by this time, your so-called princess has already died.” Screaming with his anger as the pool of wrath within him overflowing, yet he cannot use it nor can do anything to stop the inevitable thing of his paid and laid destiny. He can only crumple his hand into a fist as he can only struggle to break free, yet is a hopeless pup that is tied and restrained with his very own family. “7th princess of the kingdom of Ameli, princess Rain. Please to make your acquaintance, prince Clayden.”

It was a horrible sight. The fourth princess, however, grinned from ear to ear at the catastrophe. She had finally paid Harvey back for what happened last night! Slap! Harvey calmly stood up before slapping the fourth princess in the face. It happened so suddenly, and everyone could hear it clearly. The fourth princess stumbled back after taking the terrible slap. Her face was burning bright red. If it weren’t for the Knights Templar beside her, she would’ve already fallen to the ground from the impact of the slap.

“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.

I stormed out of the room and down the hall. “Did you hear what happened? The princess slave is dead. Almost had her head sliced clean off. Serves her right.” I heard someone say. I’d never seen red so fast in my life as I lunged at the person. “Who do you think you are?” I growled in his face. “M-my king.. I was just..” I grabbed him by his throat and lifted him off the ground. It was the puny boy who kept making advances at her in the gardens.

ZAHIR As I stood there in the hut, my eyes widened in surprise at Serafina's unexpected actions. The witch, too, seemed amused by Serafina's sudden pleading. The witch's question echoed in the air, "Are you not that princess?" Serafina shook her head and responded in a way that shocked us all. "In this Kingdom, I am not a princess," she said with unwavering determination. "I am just another commoner like the rest of my people who are in slavery."