The Princess Back From Hell 소설 & 이야기

The fact was he hadn’t come to terms with the fact that the Princess was a witch who had just wreaked havoc in the palace. It took less than a day to change everything he knew to be rigid fallacy. The ever-perfect and revered Princess of Ehan, who without even a title intimidated the court of Beast, now looked like a manic. She shook roughly the arms of an unconscious, rugged man in bed as she shouted at him. The Princess had Bloodshot eyes, and the stress on her face was more prominent than he remembered it to be last night. Even the clothes she had on were loose and crinkled. It was unbelievable even when he saw her state with his own eyes.

The space slowly closed the entrance as the two people inside was engulfed in the eternal darkness. Hellion peered through the dark and sighed. “I can’t believe I’m back in this desolate place.” She then look at herself who was standing before her and groaned. The spirit then disappeared from her sight as the voice inside her head resounded again. “For now. Why don’t you try using me?” The scourge princess suggested to her as her whole body shook. Hellion was silent for a while as she decided to think for a bit. She never had the desire to kill anybody and the scourge princess was a renowned murderer. If she let her be, it would only complicated everything but…

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 added. A knock on the door stopped them from talking. “King Earl!!”the person from outside shouted.Ace opened the door and saw Prinsesa and Princess outside,Prinsesa was wounded. “Prinsesa!”,he said then helped her. “What happened to her?”,Earl asked. “Hell House is gone”,Princess said. “How?”,Earl asked. “Black arrow burned it.Hell House is gone”,Princess answered. “They’re demons”,Ace whispered and his knee almost weakened.

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