The Princess Back From Hell Novels & Stories

when he see’s what I’m holding. “Start talking, before I stick this up your ass!” I growl. “The King’s daughter is here, and he wants her back.” The man shouts out. Okay now I really am confused. “What are you talking about? He doesn’t have a daughter, and if he did I’d know she was here!” I state as I take the screwdriver and jam it in his arm. He lets out a feral scream. “His daughter was taken years ago by one of you fucks! Since then we’ve been searching for her, and a couple days ago we finally found her in your kingdom!” He yells out as the blood drips from his wound. “That can’t be we haven’t had anyone enter or leave the kingdom. We’ve kept security tight. No one takes a fucking shi

The damn girl was still trying to look like me. The most disconcerting thing was to realize that she was really very close to getting it. Until your height was equal to mine. But I knew that that imperial and natural posture would never be in me, not without my crown. Hyenna could be a queen, even if she didn't bear the title. I hated her for it, I felt her power of envy converting me whenever we met, but at that moment, I needed her and some good will to be able to save humanity. I couldn't even complain that the dress that the princess wore, black and with cutouts that left the newly acquired curves of the body very exposed and beautiful, was identical to the dress I wore on the first nigh

Ilyria slowed her breath as well as she could, she wrapped her other hand around the Princess’s as if trying to warm it, the token she had passed the Princess, laying still and cold in the hollow between their hands. She forced herself to see again the Princess, laid out on the cold slab, but this time she saw someone’s mother, a woman who had once been young and loved, who had laughed and who loved the dancing girls because she had once been one. She saw the color restored to the Princess’s hair shining burnished black as obsidian, her skin smooth and golden. This Princess stood up from the slab where she had lain, glowing like a light in the dark place where she had been confined. Her eyes

He snapped, tightening his arms around the young princess. “I am a princess of the heaven dimension and I will be treated with respect!” she argued, her eyes locked onto Michaels. Michael shook his head, “Not here, in our care you are nothing more than a prisoner of hell.” Elika snapped her mouth shut, Michael was right. She wasn’t in the heaven dimension anymore, she wasn’t home. The princess was a prisoner in hell, her uncle’s prisoner. She remained silent as Michael carried her through the body infested halls, the stench of burning flesh filling her nostrils. The souls of those entrapped in the walls screaming at her for help as she and Michael passed, their arms reaching out to latch ont

A harsh laugh, devoid of humor, echoed in the confined space. “Where you belong, princess. For now.” A hand, large and calloused, brushed against her cheek, a touch that made her skin crawl. She flinched away, a desperate, futile movement. “Don’t touch me.” Her voice, though still weak, held a surprising edge of defiance. “Feisty, ain’t she?” the gruff voice mused. “James sure picked a spirited one.”

He slowly knelt on the floor and grabbed both of her hands, she visibly flinched, “Please believe in every word that would come out of my mouth.” Olivia scrunched her brows and unconsciously bit her lip, “Go on.” Smiling, Lucius finally popped the truth. “I am a King from Hell. I have had help from both Emily and Victoria Davis to find for the woman that was destined for me and written in the scroll of prophecy. I need you, Olivia. My immortality is fading and I needed to marry the woman written in the scroll to retrieve my full immortality. I’m sure you noticed that you felt cold whenever our skin touch, it’s a sign. And now that I found you and you’re mine… we can go back to hell and marry

Sara stared at the beautiful redheaded princess with wide terrified eyes, her face was drained from blood once she heard her say those words. She was meeting her actual sister for the first time. “Bring her a cup of water.” The princess said and stepped forward towards the pale girl, looking genuinely worried, at first she was only doing her diplomatic duty as a princess by reassuring and looking after all the noble guests while the matter was being investigated, it was not confirmed yet but the darkness that took over was probably of a demonic origin, and for that to happen in the royal castle during the coronation was a big blow to the Yoren name and the whole kingdom’s reputation. Thus, s

He insert the sword in him as he yelled-" Take her back to hell!!!" The place lights up with a bright glow making us close our eyes. A loud cry could be heard in between which made sure, Georgia was sent back to hell with the help of King Nashall's last wish on his Forbidden sword. Praim and William were too shocked to say anything at this moment. Tears rolled out from their eyes as they saw king Nashall handing over the sword to Priam before he closed his eyes.

You have successfully made yourself look like an idiot. I returned to the door and time passed and I wondered when the hell lunchtime was going to come. With everything that had happened, I had forgotten I hadn't eaten since yesterday. A guard approached me after a while. “The King requests the Princess' presence in the throne room immediately." I opened the door to inform her but she waved her hand in dismissal without looking at me. I guess she got the message already. She still looked as disheveled as when I left the room. It didn't take up to the minutes before the door opened and she walked out. The first thing that hit me was how wonderful she smelt. Like lavender.

Kael simply nodded, he knew something had always been off from the moment he saw the princess and how she softened up easily. “Alpha, who is the lady you brought back with you?” she asked softly. “Isn't she your princess or you don't recognize her anymore?” he asked, raising a brow. “She is not the princess, the princess hides her face from every other servant in the palace but few of them including me” she explained. Kael hummed, “Maybe she has a scar she wouldn't want you to see” he said purposely, he knew she had no scar. Helene shook her head in disagreement, “She doesn't look like her,she is so different from princess Lucy, she loves to sneak out everyday through her secret exit at the