The Traitor Conqueror Princess Sub Indo Novels & Stories

And i'm sitting on the loveseat. Half way through the movie Kaizer suddenly spoke. "Oh, Dude can we talk to you about some business?" he asks stressing the last word then glancing my way making me frown. That definitely means something. "Just say it she'll know about it anyways" Xavier state. "She's part of her family's org. so you guys have nothing to hide from her" he continues and it drowns into me. They are also part of the mafia Xavier runs. With that said all three of them turned to me with surprise. "Who knew the famous Cloudethe Raze Mariano is a mafia princess" Sebastian state making me chuckle. "Yeah..a princess you gotta be scared of" Xavier commented meaningfully making all of ou

But when my family was cursed, all of that was taken away and we were left guessing. It was a sick prank. That’s what this war between Violette’s family and mine used to be. Then her Father took it way too far. The mate bond will only reveal itself after I’ve mated my partner and marked her to seal the bond. If the mark disappears, she’s not my mate and I’m cursed to keep searching. I’ve just never found anyone who seems remotely interesting enough to try. “My King.. may I ask for this dance?” Princess Amelia walked up to me confidently. She is quite beautiful.. she’s tall with an olive skin tone and dark brown hair. Her bright blue eyes studied me as I sat on my throne.

He looked in awe at the woman who had captured his heart and only saw her beauty not the threat she possessed. Beautiful? Caleb thought. “King Caleb of the Mer people, I am princess Nazima of the Naga clan, daughter of the late king Calem and the true queen of the water. I am here for what is mine, I am here for the trident of kings, my crown, and the freedom of the clans. Give me what I want, and you and your people will be spared. Refuse and you shall all perish for this land; this water has and will always be ruled by the Nagas” the admiration Caleb had was something he had never felt before. It was like he was seeing everything for the first time like a new-born baby seeing for the first

Princess Maya was being held captive in the dungeons beneath the royal castle. Her golden tiara was still attached to her blond hair while she was forced to wear a very sexy clothing that barely covered her breasts. Her slim, sexy body had to be visible to have a better effect on the slave trader. A large troll, about two meters tall and carrying a fat belly, was blocking the door. Lord Nogard's orders were that the princess was not allowed to leave under any circumstances. The princess was fully aware of her cousin's intentions to sell her and she also knew about the imminent invasion of the northern creatures. The news about the death of her father and brother had been too much for her and

"Please! Please, I’m sorry I betrayed you, Don! It wasn’t intentional!" I chuckled softly, amused by his pathetic attempts at redemption. Unintentional? Was that his excuse? My gaze remained on the apple as I asked, my tone calm, almost curious, "Unintentional, you say?" He stammered, but I didn’t need his explanation. I already knew the truth. His hands didn’t "accidentally" steal an entire shipment of guns. I set the apple down, finally meeting his terrified eyes. The fear in them was satisfying—a reminder that betrayal in my world came with a steep price.

However, to my relief the King merely nodded stiffly and jumped back into the car, the fleet moved off and gained speed quickly, disappearing in the dust. A mixture of emotions filled me as we jogged back to the pack. I’m betraying dad, I’m betraying my pack. But what dad did meant he and everyone involved had committed treason. Unwittingly, I had committed treason too, I had touched the princess while she was under duress and I felt terrible. I thought she liked me. I thought she was my mate. I rubbed my face as the scene and smell around us changed to fighting and blood. Wolves were everywhere as many had transformed, some members of my pack had fallen. Some, surrendered not wishing to fig

Shit? What are you becoming, Normani? I thought bitterly. A strange man, a man I know nothing about, and yet I gave myself to him as if I had known him for years, as if he were safe. But I am the Princess of Scotland. My name alone makes armies bow their heads. How could I make myself so available to a man? The same gender who had betrayed me? Now, no more letting anyone past my walls just so they can crush me from the inside. I have no time for romance, no space in my heart for weakness. I was here for revenge, and when that was done, I would take my place on the throne.

“They are not normal humans. Lysandra modified them.” The king, pale and trembling, rasped from behind the boulder, “She wants her army on Earth. She wants to rule both worlds.” The central soldier raised his weapon steadily. “By command of Queen Lysandra,” he called across the clearing, “the vessel will surrender. Now.” The wolves raised their defenses. Marek positioned himself directly in front of me. My magic rose again, hotter and stronger than before. And even with the fear pounding through my chest, I stepped forward.

"Principessa..." After that, he took her again and again, but he never spoke of love. He knew her love for him wasn't nearly as deep as the love he kept buried. If he confessed, he was afraid the princess would take his love for granted. He was even more afraid she'd get bored and run. "Boss, we're here." Marco's voice pulled him back to reality. The car was already at the private airfield.

Lady Serena, Titan, everything feels like it is slipping through my fingers. But I will not let it. I will fight. I will manipulate. I will seduce. I will destroy. Because I am Indira, and I will not fade into the shadows. Not until I have everything.