Undead Princess Novels & Stories

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.

She even planned on befriending the werewolf princess but because of her status she is nowhere close to those that could contact the werewolf king and princes. If Danielle had known that Mendy was the werewolf princess she would have flattered her and would have wanted to go through thick and thin for her but for the sake of true love and following the moon goddess wish, and that is to be with one's other half she hid herself and turned into a slave for her. No one would have believed that was the werewolf princess because of her aloft status. She hated being seen with power because she hated prying on the weak but it seems like fate was playing a trick with her for her to be mated to someon

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.

But there was no proof. And here, destiny threw the first card onto the table-a queen of spades-a necromancer and a dark witch. She had been caught trying to put a hex on somebody. They had wanted to burn her at the stake straight away, cleanse her unholy spirit, and send her to the abode of the Bright Saint, but my uncle arrived and was made an honored guest for the execution, and the feast, of course. They didn't get the chance. The evening after his arrival, my uncle had other plans, and in the night, the fire happened. Everybody forgot about the necromancer girl...except for the princess. They were kept together, in neighboring cells, and they had a lot of time to talk. Who said that nec

However, she could hardly defeat a knight, much less a band of the undead. Falstad with the princess took most of the men and went on a corridor that leads to a stairway, there weren’t any undead in their path as the area is mostly restricted to anyone besides the royal family. Tears glittered in Maria’s eyes whenever she heard the horrifying wails of her subjects, she feels as though needles pierced her heart. While walking on the corridor, and oblivious to Falstad’s plans, she asked. “Where do we go, Falstad?” “To the stables, princess. From there we will rally my men to the barracks.”

Sadie POV While werewolf society is composed of individual packs led by Alphas and Lunas, we do have patriarchy that rules over each of the packs. There is the King, Queen, and their children. The Prince and Princess are twins, Rosie and Rylen. Right now, they are in search of their mates because the King and Queen are ready to retire. Because there are two heirs to the throne, each twin is going to take half of the country to rule over to reduce the workload and so the King and Queen do not have to choose which child will rule while the other gets nothing. However, the mates of the Prince and Princess will need to first become a Prince/Princess and be trained in the royal ways before they c

I ask withdrawing from the hug. "He won't honey. Remember today is your first day in high school." She smiles trying to cheer me up and it kinda worked cause I'm totally excited about my first day in high school. I haven't made any friends since we came to live in human world. "Yeah." I breathe out. "So....get dressed while I make you a delicious breakfast. Ok?." "Okay." She stood up from the bed, pecked my cheeks and moves out of my room. Well.....My name is Zara. I was a princess in the kingdom of Almelda, a beautiful place very far from here.

I went to the foot of the bed out of curiosity and let my hands go to her body. I couldn't keep my hands off her, not when she made herself this available to me. Even if it wasn't for me she should have know I wasn't going to leave her alone. I spread her leg further apart and buried my head between them. I tried to be gentle so I didn't wake her up but I couldn't hold back from her any longer. I felt my teeth graze her tender skin and heard a small whine come out of her. I looked up from between her to see her staring at me wide eyed and heady. She was blushing and panting but wasn't really trying to stop me, or maybe that was just my strength out matching hers. "Good morning, Princess." I

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

She looked up, to see a crowd yelling in front of her. She turned to Icran and watched him raise his hand, silence fell over the room. "Rebellion, the King is dead!" A cheer erupted from the room, screaming out in victory. "The Princess and Prince are still alive, a plague that must be wiped from the earth." With each shout from Icran, the crowd followed with a cheer, "We have starved, froze and liven in chaos for too long now! Down with monarchy!"