Undead Princess Novels & Stories

"When I was drowning in the struggle for power, Karen was always there. She offered me comfort and encouragement. I was grateful for that, yes. But the only one I ever loved was Sera." The moment the words left my mouth, another man burst into the room with a small package. I tore it open, finding a tiny voice recorder inside. I pressed the play button. A familiar voice filled the room, cold and calculating. "Karen's been dead for a long time. So what? Your stupid parents will only believe me. All I have to do is put on a little show, and they'll always side with me. That idiot, Macro? He's no different..." The air was sucked from my lungs. A sharp, icy dread pierced my heart.

I had to do this right, so my efforts won't be in vain. I walked into her room and walked around, searching for anything that could give me a clue about her secret life. I knew the princess was smart and really quick witted. As I walk around the room, I passed the window. As I looked out, I saw her. Crying, amongst the flowers. She was always amongst the sunflowers. I guess she really liked them. I really felt bad for her, having to be forced to do something you don't want to, but have no choice to. I know how it felt.

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.

Alone and afraid, with a mind so confused, her blood kept being taken until the last drop was used. Her eyes had been closed for many a moon, and as she drew her final breath, her soul was free to leave the room. The king was informed of the princess’s passing, and he shouted, ‘Good riddance. The witch is finally dead.’ Dead but not forgotten, for you see, the princess was a child of the gods, and her soul was merely a seed for the gods to sow. This, dear reader, is the story of the world’s first, everlasting Doe.”

A bright glow emanates from the baby and a collective gasp fills the hall. "A healer has been born to all the supernatural beings. Behold, a child born of a pure soul. A child born to a woman who suffered the most atrocities of life but remained pure. All the torture, pain, hurt, and abuse could not dampen her love nor cloud her pure heart. She chose forgiveness, over vengeance. She chose love over animosity. No matter how bad the blows were, Summer remained the indestructible princess that she rightly is. All hail our universal queen!" "All hail the Queen!" The End

I can no longer go home with you. Everything faded into darkness. I must be dead now. If I die, everything will be buried with me. He will never know. He will go on with his life. Now he is the King of the Lycans, ruler of a great land. He has everything. He will be happy. Then suddenly, that familiar voice echoed again."Majori, Majori, wake up, wake up, can you hear me? Why is this happening? Rin, call the doctor, call the doctor now!"

He knows it, I know it and everyone else knows it too. But here I am, placed under the leadership of Jayce Westwood himself. The one man who hates me more than anyone in this entire world. Great. Just great. ~ The Tribrid Princess and the Taste of Chaos will start serialising in early 2025. Follow me for more information! ~ Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all my beautiful Queens. May 2025 be even better ~ Love, Muse

Princess Kastilla said and turned away but Zeldaurus grabbed her shoulder and spun her back around. "I don't particularly care how many realms she devours, how many people she kills if that is what she wants. But that person right there, was not her. Whatever those Undead bastards have done to her can be undone, you must know how." "They did nothing to her, she has merely embraced her purest most unadulterated self. Her magic destroys, it is what she has always yearned to do." "I know you took her memory." Zeldaurus said, advancing on the princess. "It looks like The Wild Hunt took what's left but we both know you left the hole they drilled don't we?"

But before he could get close, a passing guard intercepted him and led him away. With our increasing business ties to the human world, Caldera Island no longer forbade human visitors. But today was our Full Moon New Year. A beggar wandering the streets had no place in such a celebration. Still, there was no need to worry. The island had welfare institutions. They would feed him a meal and send him back to where he came from. Ah. So it seemed, Oswald had gained full control over the Gardena family. Nigel and Oswald were brothers, after all. If not for my intervention, Oswald would have been the rightful heir of the Gardena family from the start.

she mumbled. "I actually do. My job is to get you prepared for the real world and toughen up your skin since it seems like you're far from there, Princess." Aurora was facing away from him and she could not help the smirk that made its way onto her face. Her number one rule of life was to always be underestimated. If her targets underestimate her then they would lower their guard and therefore make the job easier for her. She had been treated as Princess her entire life and grew up pampered and praised. But there was some point when she decided to change it up a bit. She still enjoyed being treated like one and acting like a baby sometimes but outside of the house, she was a completely diffe