Slay The Princess Rule 34 Novels & Stories

"I just saw the Alpha King. He was berating a woman for some trivial mistake. The slave owner didn't lie when he said he was cruel." Alice nods. "He's known for his cruelty. There's much I've heard. Are you ready to hear it?" I nod. "I was talking to other slaves. It seems everyone here is willing to give away information, and you don't need to ask twice. There was another ruler before this King, a Queen. She was the wife of the previous King. Everything was running smoothly until an exiled prince returned to this land a month ago, killed his stepmother, and carried out many brutal rules. Can you guess who it is?"

The elder then turned back to me, “Princess Sylvie, would you please turn and recite your vow to the kingdom and your king, queen and prince.” I turned to the audience and started, “I, Sylvie Rose Shumani, promise to rule with compassion, empathy, and understanding. I promise to be a fair and just leader. I will be tough when the circumstance warrants it, but I will always work toward peace. If there is a time that we must go to war, I promise to fight by your side. I will never ask blood to be spilled without putting mine on the line with yours. I promise to uphold our laws and customs to the best of my ability. I pledge my undying support to King Parker, Queen Zara and Prince Luke until th

Once upon a time, a slave was a princess. Once upon a time, another slave was a prince. Once upon a time, the princess's father enslaved the prince and his people after killing his parents. After ten years in slavery, the prince and his people escaped slavery and killed the king who enslaved them. The prince took over the land again and became a king to his people. His name is King Ryker. Ten years in slavery by the king who hates him so much, King Ryker had the worst life anybody could ever have. He is a scarred king.

I said with calm acceptance. "Once you're confirmed as Princess, the threat will lessen significantly," Tiernan insisted. "Lessen but not disappear," I huffed. "Killing a fairy monarch or their heir is a crime punishable by death at the hands of the Sluagh," Tiernan said grimly. "Even though the Unseelie King can command them, it doesn't make him immune to Sluagh justice. If he kills you after King Keir crowns you as his heir, the Sluagh will kill him and any whom he contracted to assist in your murder. No one will take that risk."

Nothing is impossible. "I hope he wins," I muttered to myself. It would make me feel much better if the Prince, who was secretly mocked and laughed at by people, became victorious. That would certainly give me renewed hope in life. Rejected people like us still matter. "All rise as the princes enter the dueling stage," the arbiter announced. We all rose to our feet as the two strikingly handsome princes entered the stage. According to the Starfall Pack's moon goddess rule, two alpha princes contending for the throne must engage in a duel fight, starting with a fierce fistfight. If there's no clear victor, they transform into wolves for a relentless battle.

“Damn right you won’t. For you won’t live long enough to do anything to hurt the woman I love. That woman is Bella Li.” “Please don’t kill me,” cried Reel. SWING. Crown Prince’s sword swung, and blood splattered all over Princess Kay’s dress. Reel’s head fell off to the ground next to her. Princess Kay stared at Reel’s head and her eyes were still blinking at her. She let out a loud scream. “Any last words before your head falls right next to her?” “This man-This man is crazy,” thought Princess Kay. Then she was gasping for air trying to think of a way out of this mess and save her neck. Oh, the phoenix’s feather.”

I don’t like the look he is giving me as his smirk deepens and he continues, “We all know what happens if you somehow, by some miracle, manage to win. You get the kingdom and place of Queen. However, if you don’t, you will become my mistress and you will please me whenever I require, and you will provide the kingdom with as many heirs as I deem appropriate.” “So it is decided no rules, only that no one interferes and Luna Yasmine of the Royal Blood Moon pack will become the King’s mistress and breeder if she fails.” Zachariah growls, and as I look over my shoulder at him, he pushes on our private link,

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.

To the world, I'm Sophia Romano—the family's wild, radiant princess. Vincent is the mafia heir—stoic, controlled, the very picture of restraint. But every night, he grips my waist, fucking me until my legs go weak while whispering my name over and over: "Principessa." He just doesn't know that in two weeks, I'm marrying someone else. The sheets are still damp with our shared heat. I lie in bed, catching my breath as Vincent rises to dress.

“I have thought long and hard about how I could possibly repay this beautiful couple for the role they played in protecting me and your miracle prince. I want to do something for them that would mean as much as what they’ve done for me. I can think of only one thing. Therefore, I wish to relinquish my claim to the throne of Kurr and turn it over to my brother, Prince Mandrake.” The room went wild. “You can’t do that!” Drake said in surprise. “It’s yours by right.” At the sound of Drake’s protest, the room went quiet again. They were all eager to hear my response. “It may be my right by custom, but it’s your right by action,” I said. “Let’s face it. I don’t remember Kurr and what I saw of