Torture Princess Novels & Stories

She did not even suffer a simple scratch in the royal palace of the Artemia kingdom, but now she is being forced to suffer such inhuman torture by someone she does not even recognize nor does she remember of having any grudges with the other party. If General Markus, Soran and Asha heard Princess Regina’s thoughts, then they would have been dumbfounded at her unique brain circuit. General Markus has not even started the real torture yet, and it is already deemed as inhuman by the princess of Artemia kingdom that could kill the innocent arrogantly without blinking her eyes. Such a brain circuit is only for those special individuals that thinks that the whole world circles around them.

The princess looked back at the documents, gathering them back into her briefcase. — If they have a single clue and when they enter my house they get the perfect spark of proof, I can't do anything else, Al Sisi only needs a single alibi to condemn me and ask for my unconditional torture, I will die in prison, he will do it like a theater, the media clash for an instant, then they are silenced, and he goes on with his tyranny. – Karila warned without shame, she knew that reality needed to be said. Lauren sat on the bed, capturing the princess's hands in hers for a moment, feeling the fabric of the gloves against her palm, she made sure to move her thumbs, to get a little deeper into the glov

She clenched her hands once before relaxing. "Are you jealous, your highness?" Tori stepped closer to the second prince and when she was already a step away from him, he grabbed her harshly by the arms. "How dare you confine me? Are you still doing this because of Tessa? How low can you get, huh." Prince Corean shook her body like a doll. Tori was staring back at his eyes the whole time. "I can get lower, your highness. But I don't think we need an audience for me to do that. I prefer doing it with you in private," Tori whispered with a husky voice. Her red eyes burned with temptation.

' Yet another three consecutive stabbings happened. The young man coughed out blood, he looked at the princess horrifyingly. He was feeling immense pain, with teary eyes, he looked at her half-opened listless eyes. Tears could also be seen in the corner of her eyes. "stab stab stab." "Wh... why... Why would you do this to me? Why? Why did you rape me?" A pained muffled sound came out of the princess, she was stabbing Azalias continuously with a piece of broken glass and crying.

They informed her she’d be punished now, and they watched the light in the princess’ eyes appear with an excitement at the anticipation. Sabre moved quickly to her and grasped the princess’ throat. “You want to be punished? You sick slut. That’s what it is. That’s why you failed. You want to be punished by me. Tell me, Tatiana, do you like it when I shove things up your cunt and stretch you open wide? Or do you enjoy it when I leave burns on your creamy flesh with molten wax? How about some bruising welts on your backside until you bleed for me and turn such pretty colours?”

, She shouted and hugged Aurora tightly. "Oh My God! Char, you're strangling me." "Oops! Sorry." Her stomach grumbled. "Hunger!" "Let's bake those cookies." "Okay", she said and picked up her phone. "Aurora?" "Yes?", She said still mixing the dough. "Do you know The Crown Prince of Valtoria, Prince Zuerien?" "Who is that?", Aurora asked squeezing her nose. Charlotte face pamled herself. "Do you live in a cave?" "I think so."

I start letting myself believe that it’s a nightmare and I will wake up soon. And though I’m the Mafia's princess, I feel anything but royalty. I would give it all up just to hold my husband once more. The words that Bianca said earlier come rushing back. How am I going to deal with this? They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions. But I wonder what they would say revenge leads to?

Instead of a blonde hair, she was now wearing a black lux almost waist long, her eyes like that of a frightening reptile which resided under those huge rivers in the deep forest, her skin’s fair and white but strange markings were playing around her body like it was an ancient spell or a cursed she was bound to bare. What was more hideously scary about herself now was her deep craving for blood. Warm fresh blood. Sweet meat of animals. Raw and tender. Fate was indeed cruel. It made her a real savage this time. And seemingly all things happened in place like the war, King Teuton captured by the same prince. The marriage to the wrong person; To the wrong prince. The princess stood up unveiled

She wanted to defeat this evil menace herself. In a matter of seconds, she was given a horn. “I am the Princess of Prestoria. What do you want?!” Everyone turned in the direction of the voice. They saw a young beautiful but tattered dressed girl by the window side holding a horn. Octavia eyed the so-called princess creature with disgust. Is this the legendary princess? She laughed out loud and all her soldiers copied, laughing out menacingly. She was macabre. “So you are the little brat everyone keeps talking about. Is that not sweet?!”

She grabbed her arm too, making her opponent unable to move. "I heard about what you did to me and Todd back at the resort." She said to her ears. "Leaving me pregnant and humiliated under your scheme." "I don't know what your talking about! Ah!" She screams as Siren pressed her more on the surface. "You witch! Let me go!" "Scream all you can. If you can make me happy with your screams, I'll make sure your not going to use this arms ever again." She pressed her more and more. Making Sam shed her tears in pain.