The Princess Is Evil Novels & Stories

“If you remember, she is hiding close by and will return a little before you once you have changed costumes.” Her mouth formed an ‘o’ shape. “I don’t want to be her any more,” she sobbed. “Who?” His tone was so gentle, so removed from the acts they had so recently performed that it made her feel even worse. “Princess Daphne, the evil slut.” “That’s not who I saw up there on the battlements.” “What did you see?” “A desolate woman. Though I never told a soul.” “I was going up there to kill myself, but I didn’t have the courage,” she admitted.

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.”

“It’s all your fault! If you hadn’t tried to run into the force field with the token, how could we get captured? "Great now. Tell me. What should we do?” The princess of the Witch Beast Kingdom was so angry that she kicked Alex until her small chest even trembled. Alex did not expect this would happen either. “At least you are not in the hands of that villain now, and you were not forced to have bestiality either.” Alex said, “Moreover, the blood inside your body won’t be drained. On the contrary, you actually profited.”

The energy he invests in his anger if he sees me was enough to light a dead bulb, I wondered what the queen and the princess told him about me that made him hate me more. Of course Nina found out and told me how the queen and Princess told the prince that I saw him lying unconscious and I wasn't bothered I rather sat there staring at his body only for a maid to walk in and see me there and let out a loud cry. I was shocked, Nina was shocked aswell when she heard it and wondered why the royal family have chosen to punish me this way. I guess my good has become evil at this point. The queen believes that it is an insult to the royal family if the prince discovers what the princess did and refu

We entered the grand court, taking our seats in the front and center of the room, our children to our sides. "Now enters Lady Lyssandra MaComb, witch of Faerl, whose charges are as follows: Charge 1: kidnapping the Prince Aranelda Tirisil, concealing his identity, and lying to Their Highnesses causing them to believe he was dead at birth. Charge 2: inappropriate use of concealment magic, impersonating Her Royal Highness, endangering Princess Elentari Tirisil and Duke Scott MaComb, the royal protector of the princess until the date of her 18th birthday. Furthermore, Lady Lyssandra MaComb is charged with knowingly conspiring to kill both the Prince and Princess of Faerl. Lady Lyssandra MaComb,

I emphasize the word friends the same way she did with the word, 'loyalty. At least I was learning something from her. How to be horrible in a kind way, I hate to admit it but I could see how prince Zane and princess Thaisa looks good together in a weird way that was kind of fitting. Princess Thaisa was not as terrible as prince Zane, no one can ever be as terrible as that man, he was pure evil. Princess Thaisa was letting herself get carried away by her feelings for Zane. I know more than anyone how love could easily turn any good person into a monster.

the Princess finally answered with a malicious smirk beginning to curl at the corner of her lips as she inclined her head towards him, voice dipping playfully, “Why? Are you angry at me, Jin?” The Princess killed servants, they said. The Princess killed her mother, they believed. He simply furrowed his brows at her answer, otherwise his face turning stonier than ever, “No, I understand. I know you were just trying to rescue me.” The Princess is a monster. A sharp, brittle laugh suddenly escaped her lips.

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 evil princess gave me a response but she had more to say and continued after pushing the hill of her foot into another painful part of my back. “You are not a werewolf neither are you a Lycan. You have been made a servant but you speak to me as if we are of the same caliber. I know there is more to you and even though you have been able to make some mysterious recovery, The Dark Toxic’s effect on you will be the last straw that will break your filthy back.” Oh wow! The princess wasn't a fool after all. She could read me to some extent but I still wasn't of the same caliber as her… I was of higher status.

“But… What are they, Liam? What do they mean?” He shook his head, his gaze hardening. “Evil, Your Highness. Pure evil. Stay clear of it. Do not seek it out. Even the contemplation of such things can invite darkness into your heart. Trust me, Princess. Some doors are best left unopened. Some knowledge is a poison.” His voice held a weight of conviction that chilled me to the bone. He looked at me, his stern face etched with a genuine fear that mirrored my own growing terror. “Steer clear of shadows, Princess. Especially those whispered about in ancient books.”