The Princess Back From Hell Novels & Stories

Jia nodded in agreement with Diana's words. However, before the queen continued her words, Helena returned with Princess Nathania, who was already wearing Prince Nathan's clothes. "We are back, Your Majesty!" Said Helena, taking Princess Nathania's hand, who looked shy and hiding behind Helena's back. "What's the matter? Come here, let me see you!" Said the Queen as she stretched out her hand. The little princess grabbed her mother's hand and showed her new appearance that was exactly the same as Prince Nathan when he was still healthy.

His daughter or the safety of all the palace dwellers. "Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, princess Alleta's voice was heard. The flustered King Dominic was surprised and looked towards the door. Princess Alleta appeared at the door. Everyone in the room stared at the princess. No one made a sound. Prince Chapistrano was amazed by the beauty of the princess. He did not take his eyes off the princess's face. "I will ask again. Are you looking for me, prince Chapistrano Timothy, prince of the kingdom of Cannibal Hill?" Princess Alleta asked once again in a firm tone. Prince Chapistrano gasped and became embarrassed. He immediately averted his gaze when the princess looked at him. "What a beaut

The commoners who is hiding in their house, slaves and slums dwellers who hid in the hidden part of the city, fear of their fates and lives, all looked up at the same time, as if they were hearing the voice of a Goddess that echoes everywhere. “ [Greetings…My fellow countrymen…My people..my subjects…My land…and My beloved..Hallerus….I am..Helen Hallerus…The 7th Princess of Hallerus Kingdom…Everyone…Heed my words…For I come..to Brought the Swords of Justice and the Wind of Change…] ”. (Princess Helen Hallerus) “Princess Helen?…isn’t she dead already?..”. (Konnor) “Shut up Konnor!..Shh!..”. (Old Lenny)

Her nails digging into the skin of my face, and a warm trickle of blood streaking down from where her claws dug in, cutting me. “You WILL quit, leave, go back to wherever it is your hillbilly, Podunk, whore of an ass came from,” Princess Helena yelled at the top of her lungs. “You will either do as I say and stay away from my Prince, or I promise I will banish you from the kingdom!” “Princess Helena!” I heard Marcus’s voice whoop out from behind her. Her eyes widening, she quickly let me go, her grip so hard on me the release of it nearly sent me toppling to the floor.

She felt tired and was almost out of breath when she arrived at the palace. She paused for a few seconds before running into the princess's room. However, the princess was already awake and fuming. Kathy presented the flowers to her and said, "I'm so sorry my princess..." A loud slap landed on Kathy's face before she could complete her words. The flowers fell on the floor as Kathy held her cheeks. The princess angrily pushed her backward, causing Kathy to lose her balance and fall on her butt. "You good for nothing slave" she roared. "My day is going to be ruined because of you. I waited so much for these flowers but who knows what you were busy doing in the forest?"

L’oana, on the other hand, was vocally clear with her opinion. “What the hell did you do, you fool? No… don’t answer that. One look at little Miss Princess and I can clearly see what you did. Are you out of your mind? Have you no sense at all?” she hissed as she stomped back and forth. “I have half a mind to abandon you right here and let you fend for yourselves. You obviously don’t give a fig about anyone or anything.”

It was a mask she wore to lure people into thinking she was weak and powerless. Hellen was neither of those things. She was a woman you never turned your back on because a blade would find a home in it. She was plain in her looks until she smiled. She could lure a lion to its death with that smile. “It is good to see you returned to the castle in good health.” “Yes,” she picked at a fuzz on her shirt. “You found the lost princess. The King is very pleased. He can’t stop talking about it,” said the Queen, tone void of emotion.

I needed just this. "You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" Princess Naomi's voice preceded her as my eyes caught her standing, hands on her hips, with her eyes locked to me. "Why are you here?" I asked from the pool. "What does he see in you that he cannot see in me? There's nothing unique or amazing about you. You're just a leech who wobbled here to suck his life away, but I'm not about to just sit around and let that happen!"

No torches needed. At the center stood a single woman, their scrutiny fixed upon her. Ebony hair fell in a curtain around her heart-shaped face, brushing the tips of her ocean-blue eyes. Elysia lifted her shoulders, jaw tight, and stared at the rough stone beneath her feet, each heartbeat a quiet acceptance of what was coming. Sabel waved her hand dismissively. "Seriously?" she scoffed. "You expect me to see our beloved sister—", her voice rose in disbelief, "—as a villain?"

My body was already heavily injured, yet he showed no intention of letting go. I forced a weak smile. "So, my savior… what do you want from this broken body of mine? Did you bring me back just to torment me?" "What if that's exactly what I intend to do?" I paled, unable to maintain my smile any longer. This man, hot-tempered in his youth, still had not changed after all these years. "Your Majesty, please let me go." "You're aware that I am the king, yet you still refuse to obey me. What's so great about the world outside that makes you so desperate to escape? Life away from me doesn't seem to have been easy for you."