Trapped Elf Princess Novels & Stories

"I reject you as my mate, you are your mother's accomplice to the sadism!" After my mother died, I was demoted to Omega by the Blackstone Pack, and my mate rejected me in public. I became an orphan Rogue. Unexpectedly, the alpha king found me and claimed me as his princess, and I have three half-brothers. The huge change in identity made the male Alphas of various packs focus on me, including my first mate, Alpha Caden. I wore a mask and listened to him coldly about his regrets. One of my brothers, Adrian, the heir of the alpha king, blocked me behind him, "You are my mate, don't look at any other male wolf." I was shocked, is my brother my second mate?

SUMMARY: Haunted by her aunt’s final words, Lyra disguises herself as a maid in Veyron's territory—the ruthless pack leader responsible for the destruction of her village. Survival is her only goal… until Veyron claims her as his fated mate. To Lyra, he is nothing but a monster wrapped in power and bloodshed. Loving him is unthinkable. Escaping him feels impossible. As an ancient prophecy begins to close in around her, Lyra discovers that her fate is far more dangerous than she ever imagined—and that the bond tying her to Veyron may be the key to either her awakening or her ruin. Tormented by his past and an approaching darkness, Veyron never expected his fated mate to be living in his home—or to reject him. When he loses control, he proves her right to fear him. Even with the fate of the world at stake, he can’t risk letting her out of his sight… and despite everything, he still wants her. TRIGGER WARNING: Morally gray werewolves, forced intimacy, and romance that lives firmly in the “this is probably a red flag” zone. Consent may be compromised. Proceed with caution—and maybe a glass of wine. CHAPTER PREVIEW: Lyra swallowed hard, her throat dry, but the words escaped her lips before she could stop them. “I’m a reject,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “The man who was supposed to be my mate chose my sister instead.” His palms slammed the wall beside her head as his roar blew the hair out of her face. Lyra flinched, recoiling. His growl deepened, reverberating through the small space. “Whoever rejected you is irrelevant,” he snarled, his voice dripping with finality. “You. Belong. To me.”

"Shada... did you enjoy it?" asked a voice that sounded hoarse and so sensual in the ears of the woman who was now in his confinement. The woman named Shada squirmed with her eyes still closed. She felt a soft touch on her cheek, then it started to go downwards. Her lips received warm and soft strokes, letting them continue to go inside and caress every space in her mouth. The red-eyed man with the flames of passion did not stay still. He continued to crush Shada's lips, not allowing any distance between them. Shada really didn't want to wake up from this beautiful dream. She didn't know when exactly, a handsome man she didn't recognize came into her sleep and gave her affection that she never got before. Every night Shada is visited by a very handsome vampire when she already has a fiancé. But his elegance disturbs Shada so much, she can't ignore his charms. So, who will Shada choose?

Abandoned as an infant at the edge of Gray Moon Pack territory, Sophia grew up as an outcast—overlooked, unwanted, and powerless. All she ever dreamed of was shifting for the first time and finding the one person destined for her. But fate had other plans. On the night she turns eighteen, something awakens within her… but not as it should. The truth she uncovers shatters her hopes and when she’s cast out by the one person she never expected, her world crumbles. Cast into the human world with nothing, Sophia is certain she’s reached her end until strangers claim her as family. Powerful, dangerous strangers who rule far more than she ever imagined. And with them comes a new life… and new enemies. But the past doesn’t stay buried. A dark curse begins to unravel everything she’s gained. The cure? It lies in the hands of the very person who broke her. And now, Sophia must make a choice: face the one who destroyed her or lose everything all over again.

Wisps of smoke escaped his fine lips. “Spread your legs.” The rod of his cane felt cold against my skin. I shivered, my lips frozen under the weight of his blazing gaze. “Obey! Sweetheart.” He roared, and I parted the guards of my secret alley for him. Serving him the best appetite for tonight. ……. One day while she was rushing to bakery to get a cake with customised apology on it to patch up with her boyfriend. Bella hit into a man, with steely blue eyes, showing no affection but fear. She didn’t hesitate to grab him by the collar and make him pay. Her confidence crushed when reality struck her hard in the privacy of his room. And the random man he hit into turned out to the dad of her ex. Yet it was too late to save her fate.

I stared down at the contract, a wave of defiance bubbling up in me. I turned back to him, meeting his gaze head-on. "I never asked for your help," I said, "I would've found a way to save my mother on my own. You may think you own me, but I'd rather die than marry you." A slow smile crept across his face, a smug, knowing look that sent a chill down my spine. He knew exactly what I was thinking, as if my resistance only entertained him. "Look at me," he commanded. I reluctantly turned back, locking eyes with him. His face had shifted, his expression darkened, and for the first time, true fury was etched in his eyes. "I’ll count to ten," he said, "If that contract isn’t signed by the time I reach ten, I’ll make the same call I made to pay those bills. Only this time, the instructions will be different. Your mother... your sister…they’ll both be gone." He took a breath, settling back as if the threat were a mere matter of routine. "So… ONE!!" I swallowed hard, my heartbeat pounding in my ears. Could he be bluffing? No, I'd seen him kill before, seen how casually he turned life and death into sports. "FOUR," he counted. My hands started to shake. What could I do? If I signed, I'd be bound to him forever, trapped as his wife. But if I didn’t... my mother and sister’s lives hung in the balance. "SEVEN." I closed my eyes, fighting the panic rising in my chest. He wouldn’t do it, I told myself. He couldn’t be that monstrous. But even as I thought it, the doubt crept in. I wasn’t sure. Then, he hit "TEN" himself

She’d escaped me once. She’d not do it again. I am the brother of the Alpha of the Asara Pack. I did everything she asked of me. She was a queen up on her throne. I was her Captain of the Guard. Her secret assassin killing anyone who'd threaten her. I had declared my intent to claim her as my mate. And she had fled. Like the coward she is. Still she went ahead and seduced me, bidding me do whatever vile thing she commanded. Now she claims to rule this kingdom. However, her people are starving and her new fiancé is to blame. But will she hear a word of it? Of course not! Well, I've found a way to make her listen. To no longer allow her to deny what she really is. To rip her from her sanctuary amongst the humans. It's high time she learn a she-wolf’s place in this realm. She needs a real king, and it won't be that sniveling lord with designs on her. It's going to be me. She’ll learn I'm no longer hers to command. She is mine.

“Valerian!” a cry came from outside and my feet rushed to the door, my body having recognised the voice before my brain could comprehend what was happening. I yanked the door open and almost broke down crying at the sight before me, “Queen Lyla!” Bethany gasped from behind me. I scooped her into my arms, my eyes searching for any unwanted presence before rushing her into the living room. “Valerian put me down, we don’t have much time!” she rushed out the command as she struggled to get down. Silently obeying, I put her down, taking note of how she looked and it wasn’t pretty. Her hair, that was always neatly made, looked like a bird’s nest; twigs and leaves hanging from the knots. Her long white sleeping robe dirty and bloody from her waist down, she looked a royal mess; with a bunch of blankets wrapped around her upper half. “My Queen, what happened?” Beth asked as she handed me my medicine bag.

Akisha Raven Scott is a heartless woman who found herself entering a school that she didn't know that actually exist. She planned to be invisible to make her stay in the academy a peaceful and quiet one so for her to do that disguised as a nerd to hide her ethereal beauty. But unfortunately, she messed up with the emotionless fire prince- Ash Zachary Lockwood on her first day. They made a deal that he won't make her life miserable if she will agree to be his slave so for the sake of her peaceful stay in the academy she agreed. They always argue like there's no tomorrow, they hated each other's guts to the core, they also tried to kill each other but they end up losing their hearts. She has played along with the royalties just for the sake of mere fun but she ended up being forced to be friends with them. She became the woman in the prophecy, the only woman who can save the world from falling into the darkness but she wouldn't dare to save the world. How can she save the world from falling into darkness when she is also in the dark? How can she save the world when it's the one who turned her into a monster?