The Rebel Princess Episodes Novels & Stories

There was nothing else I can do; I just have to come to terms with the fact that I'm a loser and that Princess Amanda will play the role of Luna for Prince Javier. Even though I was with Princess Amanda, I did everything in my power to attract Prince Javier's attention to myself. I tried to serve him, but he insisted. I gave him a smile and my undivided attention, but he didn't notice either of those things. Princess Amanda assured me that she would not get in the way of what I planned to do for Prince Javier, but after giving it some thought, I concluded that she was right that if I followed through with my plan, I would only end up hurting myself.

I glared at Sebastian and he looked very surprised. "Bring me my mate or someone's getting hurt," I said softly and he grabbed my phone and started dialing. I watched him closely and he looked over at me strangely. "She's exactly like me Rai and I'm certain that her mate can calm her like you do me," he mumbled quickly through the phone. I heard a muffled voice then Sebastian exhaled harshly. "No Rai, the boy is the princess's, our granddaughter will have to find another. Skye's very powerful and will make a wonderful Reaper Queen," he said sincerely and grinned at me. I was too angry to care at this point.

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

I pleaded with Papa, Vincenzo Sabato, to start a blood war to eliminate the opposing famiglia in a single night when Marcello wanted the underground casino in Veridia. I even remembered that the opposing famiglia's successor was Stefano Lombardi. I had staged a car accident that left him paralyzed for the rest of his life. I found it utterly ridiculous when I didn't even hesitate to sign the consent form when Viviana Sabato, the real Principessa of the Sabato famiglia, suffered kidney failure. Marcello held me and said, "I'm in your debt in this lifetime, Valentina." I merely smiled and told him he didn't owe me anything.

I approached one of the captives, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and resignation. “You fought well,” I said, my voice firm but respectful. “Tell me, what drove you to take up arms against our kingdom?” The rebel’s gaze hardened, but there was a hint of vulnerability in his voice as he replied, “We seek change. We believe in a different future, one that challenges the current order.” Prince Vaemond stepped forward, his voice filled with authority. “Change is possible, but violence and rebellion are not the answers,” he stated firmly. “We are here to restore peace and justice, to create a better world for all.”

Eyes scorched at me like they were going to swallow me whole, I kept my head low most of the time. “Hello, royal men and women, nobles, knights and staff. Today is a very memorable day in my life.” He began, my mind wasn’t even with what he said. I imagined what would be my fate here and how Julian would treat me afterwards. He’d already begun acting cold. I couldn’t tell myself about my future. “Today I present to you our princess who had been presumed dead, Sister Reina, now our next Alpha King, Alpha Princess Reina Valen.”

"But if he hurts you again, princess or not, I'll kill him." Michael scoffs, "We'd deal with him if it ever comes to it." Mother smiles wryly after hearing this; she thinks she's joking, but aside from the childlike innocence they portray, they are both kings of an international cult and dark web. They think I don't know, but I am their mother, Rebel, the most wanted and highest-paid assassin across the whole world. Mex speaks up, "Momma, I want sparkling water, please."

I’m starving. I walk into the house and see Jemisha celebrating something with Dad and Regina. I pass through the room, and Jemisha calls out. “Sister! I’m so excited! Did I forget to tell you that I am part of that new reality TV show? The one about claiming a worthy Luna? Just like our past life. She joined, and then she had that snake put on the mountain to destroy me. “What a coincidence. So am I,” I said calmly, waiting for Regina to react. Without missing a beat, she started screaming like a banshee.

A herald stepped forward, lifted his chin, and unrolled a scroll so long it could have doubled as a carpet. “Aveline Asteria Laurel, princess of this realm, stands accused of treason.” Gasps. “She stands accused of conspiring to harm the queen.” More gasps. “She stands accused of attempting to destabilize the crown and endanger the royal family.” My breath left me in a sharp exhale. “That is a lie. All of it. Every word. Especially the last one. I do not even like this family.” Nobles recoiled. “She speaks?” “She dares?”

“You’ve spent your life trying to earn my approval. Rebel doesn’t need it. She commands it. She earned it.” The wind shifted, leaves whispering as something ancient stirred beneath the surface. Rebel stepped forward slightly. Her eyes narrowed—not in anger, but clarity. “You want what isn’t yours,” she said quietly. “And you resent anyone who earns what you demand.” Tahlia lunged verbally, desperate to reclaim ground. “I belong here. You don’t.” That was when Rebel let the truth settle. “This pack didn’t make me Queen,” she said softly. “What I survived did.”