Summoning The Princess Novels & Stories

the Satyr said in a strong voice. "We, Princess Saayan of the Realm of the Shadows, and Princess Aelanor Gaelemariel, of the Eternal Utopia, accompanied by our entourage, have come to ask for help from Queen Elektra, of the Dream Isles," Aelanor announced. "Ah, yes. The Queen is expecting you all in her chambers," the Satyr said. "What do you mean, Sir?" Nimuel asked. "How could she possibly know of our arrival?"

I wonder if that is what is happening to me. “Have I been summoned?” I ask boldly, knowing that she can’t touch me here. The witch laugh delicately. “Aren’t you the clever little mutt,” she says with venom in her words. Ignoring the obvious insult I am determined to find out what I can. “Why did you summon me?” I ask even though I know the answer. She needs me to join her side of the upcoming battle between werewolves and witches. The battle that my non-existent powers are supposed to determine the outcome of.

"I can kill you. Right here. So tell me, Princess." "Aww, the pretty boy thinks that it's a threat. Go ahead and kill me. My parents will know that it was you and they will find you and kill you. All of that would have been for nothing so it won't matter. But please, kill me. I'll bring me great peace in my grave when you are."

, I shouted at him, then kneeled down to the girl and placed my hand on her shoulder, she jumped back and moved away, I raised my hand in surrender style, "Its ok, I mean you no harm, I need you to get up and run, run as fast as you can ok, can you do that for me?" She looked between Damien and me and hung her head shaking her head NO, now I'm confused, I looked over to Damien to see him with a smirk on his face, in a split second he was next me, all I saw was black smoke, he trailed the back of his fingers on my cheek and then pulled back walking towards her, "She cant leave princess, if she doesn't do what I tell her to do, I will kill her family", "You asshole, only you will pick a fight

The alpha muttered, looking at the princess. “I am the real princess, I've been told countless times in my dream.that my powers are locked and need to be awakened,if father doesn't have confidence in me,I will have the confidence for him. Go ahead with the ritual”. The princess said in a deadly voice. “Oh. I see. You can return back to your seat,my alpha”. The alpha tapped Xandia, indirectly telling her she's not alone in the journey. The witch commanded the princess to shut her eyes and she did.

“I thought I… sensed something.” A jolt of knowing surges through me. Even without the mate bond connecting us, I feel her, feel a choking kind of desperation flood my system until my lungs refuse to contract. Fraser slowly sets the bottle down on a table near the hearth. His fingers haven’t even left the neck of the crystal bottle when a screech I know so well echoes faintly through the mountain, carrying Fraser’s name. A summons from a particular princess that has never once in her life been ignored.

She had a brown curly hair which reminded me of Kathleen, the friend who gifted Delilah to me, when she was just a doll. “Someday,” I said, to myself as I walked. “I’m gonna have kids, a happy family and an adorable pet--” “My Princess,” Someone dashed me out of my thoughts. “The Crown Prince summons you to his chambers,” The maid added. “I see.” I retorted, motioning to follow her to see him. About 6 maids rushed by my side, as we walked. “We’ve been looking for you, Princess!” One rushed out saying. “We thought something happened to you. We could have gotten into so much trouble!!”

-It's a summoning, just like in the novel. In the book, Vivanna was summoned after she had slept with a knight. The Knight that she had begged the prince for. For engaged nobles, it was customary to gift your best night to the woman you wish to spend the rest of your life with, it acted as a prayer for protection. This, however, was not the reason for the summoning; rather, she had been summoned because she was to be officially recognized as the Duchess of Portburgh. That must mean Vivanna's father died last month, shit!

The torches reignited with a sudden whoosh, their flames roaring to life as if bowing to his fury. I swallowed hard, my resolve solidifying. “My lord, I did not summon you lightly. I have a plan, a vision, for your greatness.” His eyes narrowed, the molten depths flaring brighter. “Speak,” he commanded, his tone sharp and unyielding. I stepped closer, the edges of the summoning circle glowing faintly beneath my feet. “The earth is fractured, ruled by mortals unworthy of their dominion. But with your power, and my witchcraft, we can change that. Together, we can reshape this world.”

Then she snaps her finger having the Eureka moment, where she calls out the characters' names from the book. “The Queen and her King.” The title rather than a name that she somehow taking rather an eerie tone than a playful thought. A blue butterfly came flying towards her. Knowing who, as it is a summoning call. She immediately stands and went straight ahead. Baring her original image of the little princess they know and remembers. “You’re here, Winona.” “Anytime and immediately. For answering your summons is only a common thing for us.” She greeted and immediately the Supreme One like a typical servant, where HIS every wish is hers to command. She bows in respect, and right after HIS comma