The Betrayed Princess Rising Novels & Stories

“You’re lying! Alejandro would never betray me like this!” Sophia laughed. “Keep crying. It won’t change anything. You’re worthless now. A billionaire with nothing. No husband. No freedom. No son. Just a prison cell and a baby you’ll probably lose too. Nobody misses you. Nobody is waiting for you. You’re already forgotten.” Amelia’s tears were falling fast now. Her hands were shaking so hard the photos kept slipping from her fingers. She looked at them again Alejandro kissing Gabriella, Alejandro inside her, Alejandro’s face full of pleasure while he betrayed her.

Night after night, I lay with them, determined to rid myself of this curse. Rowena, too, daughter of an elder, trembling while I took her upon a bed of wolf pelts. Mireille, with hands as soft as rose petals and her quiet sobs, promised to another before I claimed her as mine. Nessa, the wild thing, her body sculptured with runes of fertility as she rode me beneath the full moon, swearing she could feel life quickening inside her. Lies. All of it. One by one, they failed me. And I began to wonder…was it them, or was it me?

“And you want to save her.” He closed his eyes. Because both were true. “I’ll do it,” he whispered. Her smile was triumphant. “Good.” Earic stepped beside them. “When the new moon rises, the first thread will be cast.” The torches flared, flames turning black at their edges. The Priestess raised Gregory’s hands, placing them over the central rune. “And when the night of her eighteenth dawns,” she whispered, voice curling like smoke, “she will feel you in her dreams… and walk willingly into your arms.”

"The Pirate King. Do you really think we can raise an army?" "I think," Saoirse said, looking at the violet spark returning to his eyes, "that between a Dragon and a Viper, the world doesn't stand a chance." Tristan chuckled. He pulled the blanket up over them. "Sleep, Princess. Tomorrow, we start a revolution." Saoirse closed her eyes. The ship rocked them gently. For the first time in weeks, she didn't dream of fire. She dreamed of the sea, and the storm that was coming. End of Chapter 18

"You think being royal is just wearing fancy dresses and waving at people? There's protocol. Etiquette. Politics. Languages. You've got two years to learn everything a princess needs to know." "That's impossible." "So was surviving today, yet here you are." He headed for the door. "Oh, and Khalifa? Lock your door tonight. Until we figure out who's working with Nasir, trust no one. Not even the servants." Then he was gone. Lady Amara gestured to the women. "These are your new handmaidens. Zara, Noor, and Farah. They're loyal to House Rashad. Your mother helped their families during the war. They won't betray you."

The princess just wanted all this to end. She knew the way out of it, she knew how painful it would be to her, but she didn’t want her story to end that way, she didn’t want to be remembered as the traitor bastard, she didn’t want to be remembered as the girl who betrayed her own brother, she was going to fight until the end, even if it meant betraying her own father, she was going to do so.

But the man inside me wanted to dirty her up for myself, I wanted to make her mine, despite her being broken I wanted her to be my filthy princess. Monsters take what they can’t have by force but all I wanted was for her to give in to me willingly. The beauty of a woman submitting on her own, relinquishing all control because she wanted to and because she trusted the man was an entirely different thing. The nature of willing submission is far more pure and raw than forcing someone to obey. And I wondered if Princess would ever reach that point in her life where she would trust a man enough to show her that how it felt to be touched by a man, not because he wanted to but because she wanted hi

“Princess, I think only you can read it.” Alessia looked down again, heart hammering. The words rearranged themselves—Lux forming sentences she could understand. She began to read aloud. “‘When the moon-born child awakens with light that reaches heaven and shadow that cuts through kings.’” Her voice thinned. Ariadne urged softly, “Continue.” Alessia exhaled. “‘…the three Empires shall bend or break. The throne of one shall tremble and a new world shall rise…wrought by her hands.’”

He was the main lead that was the Emperor in the movie. The female lead Cathy was taken in by a large killer organization, Sky Pavilion, when she was in desperation. She was forced to accept training. In the end, after the death of Night, she becomes a top killer. Because of her beautiful face, she was assigned to the Imperial Palace to see his Imperial power. During her days in the Imperial Palace, she was promoted step by step from a maid to the Imperial Concubine. Of course, Sky Pavilion has been helping her all the way.

I sat down staring at the horizon as the sun went to its resting place but I knew that it was just the entire finishing a rotation, I wished desperately that I could turn back the hands of time but the Moon Goddess had favourite and I wasn’t on their list that’s why she had made me a Beta knowing fully well that a female Beta as a Princess would spell doom for her. That’s why no matter how seduced the Crown Prince was, he wasn’t interested in me because I didn’t have a scent because even though I was a Princess, I was very ordinary. That’s why I had found myself as a slave, because nobody wanted me and because nobody thought I would amount to anything and it wasn’t their fault.