Tower Of God Princess Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry.” “That’s a good girl. Now, we leave for the city.” Darkous smiled, dragging the princess to the door; exiting the watchtower. Elika followed the dark lord silently, almost running to keep up with his pace as he descended the winding stairs leading out of the tower. Dorian followed closely behind them, his growls often reminding her that he would retaliate for her actions; once he had a chance. The princess stumbled as Darkous pulled her through the secret door leading out of the tree, his grip preventing her from falling into the ground. Her eyes widened as she scanned the trees, the thundering echo of fighting reaching her ears. Hundreds of men fought in the clearing around the

She was my queen. But my mind drifted back to the dark dungeon where I had last seen her. Her face was ghostly pale, with faint, bruise-like shadows beneath her collarbone. The vibrant fire in her eyes was replaced with a cold, terrifying emptiness. Guilt tore at me. I tried to tell myself she was safe, that my men would make sure she was taken care of. But I didn't dare pull her collar away to look at the bruises. I just ordered my men to have her checked by a doctor.

“With me. Or someone like me.” She met his gaze without blinking. “I will not let myself be managed.” “You are letting pride destroy you.” She shook her head once. “Pride saved me.” “You think silence makes you strong,” he said. “It makes you difficult.” She smiled—small, sharp. “I have been called worse.” Her father stood. “Enough. This ends now.” Liniluna turned, eyes bright, posture unbroken. “It already has.” She looked back at Huda.

The princess bowed to the fire and sat in front of it cross legged with folded hands. A huge sack of coconuts were placed on either side of her. A big garland of flowers was ornamented on her like a necklace. Before her were pictures of ancient Arabic Gods. Two disciples stood on either side of her. Each one of them took a coconut and broke it with force on her head. The process continued. The princess not even flinches as she sat there unmoving as in an oblation to fire. Her only desire was to end the beast by any means. "Give me the most torturous death for his end should be as threatening as mine." She declared with her head held high in valor and power even when she was walking towards

Still, in the land of sorrows and agony, the country is filled with sadness and envy, and also the community whereby the crown prince is even tired of his father's gods and he has promised to burn them all and serve a new Creator and new image and an idol too. And that happened to be a sorcerer's idol and the idol had promised to give Cyrus, all that he desired even, any kind of supernatural powers too will be given to him So Dianna instructed the crown prince of Kingstonville to bring his father's gods so that they will burn it down

I murmured when Alaric was already out of earshot, swallowed by the throng of nameless people milling around. Alistair Rousseau's eyes lit up when his gaze finally landed on mine. “And I believe you are the Princess of the Kingdom of Terra. Princess Victoria Lyn De Cordova I presume?” I inclined my head a gracious smile painted on my lips. I don't know while staring at them, I have this crazy urge to bow my head and curtsy. “That is correct Mr. Rousseau.”

I offered and saw him nod and grin slightly. *********** Calli's pov Reappearing in a dark mahogany study I looked around at all the leather-bound books on the shelves and eyed the female who stood behind a large desk. "We have never properly introduced ourselves. I'm Violet Grayson and was assigned to be the Moon Goddess after the last one went crazy," she said stoically. I shook her hand and then sat in the facing chair. "I am Calli Baranov and I am the princess of the Southern Province. What do you want? I love Justin and will not leave him no matter what you desire."

(Alfred) It seems like everyone were rather fond of Yggdrasil as the Princess of the Mansion, though she is actually a Demi god yet here she was just my daughter and looks like she has become rather teenager like child. “Hmm…I will get a new one for her….oh, and also…do you got my letter?..”. “Yes I did my Lord…I never thought something like that would happened…I was rather quite surprised..”. (Alfred)

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

a voice boomed. They looked up to see the Princess sitting on a black throne in the far end of the room. She looked nothing like those around her, who simply looked like humanoids looking through a distorted lens. Princess Saayan looked like she was made of black smoke, with two white holes for the eyes. "I am Princess Saayan. Come forward and share your concerns with us, and we will try to help as much as we can. But take heed of this: Nothing in the world is free."