Warrior Princess Book Novels & Stories

“Well… from the outside, it looks like any medieval castle. There’s a bridge leading to the gatehouse, which acts as the main guard station. The main building has the ballroom, dining hall, throne room, and the Bastion Alliance chambers. Four towers sit on each corner. My parents took one for themselves, I stayed in the nursery until I was old enough to claim my own rooms. Then there’s a separate guest tower and staff quarters.” “Wow. That’s… a lot,” I said softly. “Life in a palace usually is,” he said with a faint smile. As I flipped through more pages, something caught my eye—a name. “Wait—Tobi, look at this.” He leaned over. “Lilliana and Reade,” I read aloud. “A human princess with a we

I didn’t know why, but I suddenly felt nervous and bothered. I was surprised when two girls pulled me by my arms. I was about to push them away when the girl with white hair spoke again. How could they be so touchy? Gosh! “I’m Venus, princess of Amien Kingdom, wind manipulator,” she said. We all sat down on a long, round sofa. The girl holding my left arm, with brown eyes and long, curly green hair, spoke next. “I’m Celestina, princess of Fleur Kingdom, I can manipulate nature’s power.”

Clarissa moaned loudly, grabbing the edges of the table to stable herself. “Beta, I heard that Alpha is planning to gift you a princess as a slave. She is stunningly beautiful. Sapphire eyes, alabaster skin, flawless body.” Chimed in a warrior, "the tallest woman I have ever seen, and the best female warrior in whole kingdom, fierce, brave, strong" “Fascinating, cannot wait to hear her screams underneath me.” remarked Beta Ashar, excited to tame a royal.

I need to take my most trusted with me, the want to get to her is so overwhelming I am struggling to stop my Dragon from shifting right now. I am coming for you my Queen, hold on not long now! **Authors Note** I hope you enjoy Princess Emerald and King Vulcan's journy :) For all visuals and updates please go to my i*******m page. This book is slightly more naughty than the last one ;) MM xx

he’d spat, before disappearing into the rapidly reforming rock face. Each encounter, whether with mercenary, zealot, or sorcerer, was a brutal test of her abilities. They pushed her to her limits, forcing her to adapt, to evolve. The bounty on her head was a constant lure, a temptation for any desperate soul to take up the hunt. The moonlit nights, once a time of solace and connection to her wolf spirit, had become potential battlefields, each shadow a hiding place for an enemy, each rustle of leaves a harbinger of pursuit. She was the quarry, forever on the run, her existence defined by the relentless pursuit of those who sought to capture, control, or destroy her. Yet, with each narrow esc

A harsh laugh, devoid of humor, echoed in the confined space. “Where you belong, princess. For now.” A hand, large and calloused, brushed against her cheek, a touch that made her skin crawl. She flinched away, a desperate, futile movement. “Don’t touch me.” Her voice, though still weak, held a surprising edge of defiance. “Feisty, ain’t she?” the gruff voice mused. “James sure picked a spirited one.”

They had done what no army, no weapon, no magic could achieve: they had turned love into the ultimate weapon, a force that annihilated evil itself. Jaiyana allowed herself a moment to breathe, feeling the dawn warmth on her skin and the fierce heartbeat of her companion beneath her. This was the crescendo she had fought for, the final victory she had earned. The morning light glinted off the Chakram, Vajra Spear, Trident, and her pendant, a signal to the world: the goddess and her tiger were unstoppable.

Finally, Nicolas Fiancee was returning after her three months departure to the battle field to aid her father to victory, her merit's were recognized likewise her promotion was praised. We are of the same age, but I'm just a weak princess pampered by my Father who just made his stance as one of the major pack Alpha's in the clan. Viona, a brave warrior princess who went to war at the young age of 14 and even raised to the rank of commander, controlling the second most powerful army in the werewolf race. I stared at the window in the far corner, unable to bring myself to open it. Not yet. Not when every minute in this room reminds me of the boy that makes my heart race at every thought of him

I also won't beg. I pick up one of the worn volumes and open it. In the beginning, there were two. In the beginning, one male, one female. In the beginning, no war, no famine. In the beginning, love. Within a short time, I'm enthralled. It's like reading a science fiction novel even though I know these events happened. This book is about their history. I stop myself. My history. It's told by a female Shadow Warrior named Nalista.

Jay said with a chuckle “Because you are” “The Warrior Queen is a big thing to live up too” Mia said concerned “No it’s not, it is who you are” “No it’s . . .” Jay had plastered his lips to hers to stop her talking “Yes it is and you have to realise that before you meet with the Mercern Ring. If that woman grabbed Rota instead what would have happened?” “I would have shot her,” “the action of a Warrior Queen,” “But I don’t feel like a Warrior Queen” “How is a Warrior Queen supposed to feel?”