The Puppet Princess 소설 & 이야기

Prince Adio told his wife with supernatural abilities that could persuade anything and anyone to do what she wanted, not knowing that she was nothing more but a prehistoric vampire. Princess Freda noticed Zuberi in the hallway on her way to Prince Deacon’s room. “Lady Zuberi, how are you this evening?” “Follow me Princess Freda,” Zuberi compelled her. “Sure,” Princess Freda agreed against her will not understand why. Once inside a room with two servant girls from Egypt, Zuberi continued to compel Princess Freda. “Allow them to dress you in this beautiful shawl that Prince Adio gifted you.” Princess Freda wanted to object but she could not find the will to do so and before she knew it she sto

I have the strength of my parents and the love of the guys in my life I guess its time now to start living. The next morning we awoke to an alarm of rouges at the border, thank god for Theodora building the huts, my guards have somewhere to stay, so fighting the rouges where always easy with there help. Is this how my life will be from now on? Yes. We are werewolves we will always be fighting and now that I'm the queen of the vampires, I will be an easy target but the bright side is we are always prepared, will I change anything? hell no. I started of this journey as a Hybrid princess and end it as a Hybrid queen, my only hope now is to move on and live finally enjoy life, the life my parent

I said, and they chuckled. “They were told to watch over us from afar,” she replied, and I smiled at her. My name is Mandy Donald, a 19-year-old lady and the princess of the werewolf kingdom. I am not known by anybody since I was brought up behind a mask; the only people who knew my identity were those that work for us. I have been trying to make my parents reason with me by telling them to let me do what I want since I don’t want to end up with someone with a different agenda.

Sadie POV While werewolf society is composed of individual packs led by Alphas and Lunas, we do have patriarchy that rules over each of the packs. There is the King, Queen, and their children. The Prince and Princess are twins, Rosie and Rylen. Right now, they are in search of their mates because the King and Queen are ready to retire. Because there are two heirs to the throne, each twin is going to take half of the country to rule over to reduce the workload and so the King and Queen do not have to choose which child will rule while the other gets nothing. However, the mates of the Prince and Princess will need to first become a Prince/Princess and be trained in the royal ways before they c

"That little kid who fell in the water... that was you?!" The tips of Alexander's ears flushed. "Yes." "I've been looking for you for ten years." Sophia suddenly laughed. "But you were only twelve then, and I was sixteen. I'm four years older than you." She raised an eyebrow. "I hadn't even had my first crush, and you were already in love?" Alexander looked at her, his gaze clear and earnest. "Princess, do you want the truth?" "Go on." "Because you were like an angel," he said softly. "You saved me, and you were so gentle. You made me believe there was still light in the world."

My body changed rapidly into something I myself can't control, My eyes dazzled in the wolf costume, that's what I can classify it as to make me comfortable and not sad, howling continuously only a word echoes in my head faintly, it is My mom. 'Ella!!!' The full moon...full moon light, no Lord, I whispered, but it was too late to lament, I screamed as my body changes into a beautiful dangerous white wolf, now I'm possessed, I bumped out of the window into the woods, you could guess what my game is, it's hunting, hunting for the dark shadow I don't know of, taking a race after a prey I can't even get in touch with, this is what happens every year, This is the calamity I faced, No my parents fa

*** "She’s a rogue," Caroline was saying, her voice clipped with annoyance, as if the very topic exhausted her. "She’s Moonstone," I corrected, sipping my whiskey. "Try again." Cassandra leaned against my desk, arms crossed, her gaze careful and assessing. "She wasn’t always." “Actually, she was,” I said, my voice level. “Even when she was running with the rogues she was still the Moonstone Princess. She just didn’t know it.”

“I make ya King my puppet! I make da dead dance! I make—” She reached into her apron pocket, coming out with the straw and bone replicas that had been swapped. Fintan stepped out, calm as ever, smiling dangerously. Two crude dolls hung from his hand — made of twine, cloth scraps… and Sophie’s hair twisted into one, the King’s in the other. Three other dolls he had pocketed for safety. He nodded once. “Looking for something?” Mama Delphine froze. Her power ripped from her like breath in winter.

With a conspicuous eyes, she threw the carriage a glance before its door shuts closed, making an eye contact with those dangerous penetrating stares from the young prince for a brief moment. With the stallion pressing forward ahead of the palace guards’ convoy, the tribe princess wore a smile when the prince began to tell a tale about the surrounding forest around them, saying those old stories about the legends on human snake who reigned the entire forest and the existence of witches being executed by the catholic church itself. “I have heard although it was a pure old myths that witches can resurrect someone dead in exchange of a very huge price.” Prince Woon continued. “Price.” She mumble

All of a sudden she heard a voice, "We need you, princess .....We need you, princess. " "Who's this?" she asked scared. She looked everywhere around her room but saw no one. Her eyes fell on a luminous creature in her garden visible to her from the window. It looked like a glowing white bunny. It was something magnetic about the creature. It was forcibly attracting Cynthia towards itself ."We need you princess ." the voice continued getting higher and higher. This call was full of suffering and sorrow. It felt like someone was waiting for Cynthia for along. Crying for help. However, Cynthia was no more eager to face any new adventure. Her mind was already full of confusion. "No more strange