The Psychic Princess Novels & Stories

I don't know what to except, looking at the situation around me, we are surrounded, my family is being held hostage, and the guys aren't letting me go. "Victoria, you really are a bitch you know that", "True, but I'm the bitch that got your first mate", "Do you really think that you won, are you forgetting who I am, I'm THE fucking HYBRID PRINCESS bitch",

I asked her, laughing. “The gods forbid,” Prisca scowled with a sharp expression that got me rolling over with laughter. “I reject it with everything I love.” “Why?” “Girl, you needed to have seen that man, you will understand why I am rejecting him. For goodness sake, I am asking for a fairy, my prince in shining armor, and not a natural disaster.” “What in the devil’s name is that supposed to mean?” I doubled over with laughter. “Why would you refer to someone as that?”

She stuttered slowly, her barely audible within the psychopathic lord’s mind. “Awe, the little princess has no words.” Darkous laughed, informing the room of some secret conversation. Atlas turned furiously towards Elika, clearly aware that they had somehow mentally communicated. His red eyes seemed to rip directly into the girl’s soul, her small frame shaking slightly in response. “It seems as though the princess has received her power.” Atlas viciously informed the room, turning away from the girl and facing the masses of people gathered. Darkous watched as fear registered on the young princess’s face, her eyes scanning the angry faces of all those gathered. She had clearly believed she wo

Rurik was jolted awake by the horrific screams of a woman. Frantically he looked around only to see the Princess withering on the sofa with her eyes glazed silver. He at once crawled back. The scene was horrific. She looked possessed. “What the freaking hell is this?” He mumbled. His head was splitting with a headache and the Princess, who was screaming her lungs out, was engulfed in blue flames. The pulsing energy out of her body didn’t make the creepy situation any better.

I was the famously sickly daughter of a great general. A cold breeze could make me cough blood. Unfortunately, I also had echopraxia, which made me compulsively imitative. Whatever I saw, I copied, and nobody could stop me. When I was three, one of my father's mistresses staged a hanging to win his attention. I thought it looked interesting, looped a sash around my own neck, and copied her. By the time a maid found me, my eyes had already rolled back. The physician forced three bowls of restorative down me through the night before he got me back. When I was five, my half sister threw herself on the floor screaming for candy. I copied her and stayed unconscious for seven whole days. My fa

She laid silently there, unmoving. “Darling!” “Dorothy!!” He had finally found her, finally able to see her. Almost in tears, Alex couldn’t help feeling moved. The corpse princess had seen the whole situation too because this was technically her consciousness now. When she saw the unconscious soul, she was stunned. “Why… is there another soul?” Alex laughed. “Princess, I have to thank you for this time!” The princess frowned. “Thank me for what?” “Thank you for helping me swallow a part of a douchebag’s soul.” “As a token of gratitude, I’ll pray for your salvation.”

"I order you to go yonder where the sheep with golden-shining wool are, and somehow obtain and bring back to me a turf of that precious fleece." Psyche did not protest. She looked vacantly at the grove and then made her way there without a word. In fact, she had no intention of carrying out this task. The despaired princess just wanted to seek the ending of her suffering. She was thinking of throwing herself from a cliff above the river. But from that stretch of stream, sweet music of gentle voice and a caressing breeze seemed to speak to her.

Prince said, Just few minutes later, the sea roared again, and thunder storm strikes and lightning brightened the skies, and the ocean rolls out something strange, Prince was startled, and he moved closer, It was magician that was believes to be drowned and dead In the sea, but It was a surprise to see him and another unusual woman, Prince called Sharon's mom, Lisabeth, on phone that something strange happened, “what's up, please, meet me at temporary dock,” he said, “Okay. I'm coming,” Lisabeth said, and he ended up with the phone conversations, A while later, Lisabeth came, and they were watching the creatures, but when Prince walked closer, he bend down and touched magician, but he was al

Jion cried, slowly leaning over the tribe princess' unmoving frame. “Stop him now.” Chaerin demanded to the two lords as they reluctantly complied and held Jion on his arms. Jion weakly thrashed from their grips, facing Shima now. “I should be the one who is dead.” He spoke in broken voices while just they listen sympathetically. “She did black magic to resurrect me and changed everything...” That struck the tribe physician in instant. She faced Chaerin and the King who was also in a trance with the prince’s words. They knew their princess was a necromancer and can summon somebody from the dark abyss of death.

said Tabitha flipping him off as he scattered into the portal. Eric was trying to summon his spiritual power but was stopped by Tabitha. “Prince Eric, you cannot disturb Fairy Princess,” said Tabitha. “Fairy Princess?” questioned Eric. “Yes. You know her as Ruby Scarlet.” “Who is she to you?” “She’s my master.” “You’re master.” “Yes. My master and my savior.” Eric looked at the gorgeous Ruby. Just as the Princes and Emperors arrived, they saw Ruby’s power in full display. The waves of her peach blossom petals was as grand as the entrance of her celestial white dragon. There was flowing energy of killing intent. Her aura was alarmingly powerful.