Warrior Princess By Samantha Packard Novels & Stories

“Knight Commander, you do know that Raelynn is the princess of the kingdom, do you? She is royalty while you are just a Knight Commander and your father is a Baron.” “Yes, Milord. I realize the difference in our statuses. But I fell for her before I found out about her identity.” “I see. So, you fell for who she is and not because she is a princess. Am I right?” “Yes, Milord,” Laurier replied, his eyes not wavering even for a second. Whatever he was speaking was the truth and there was nothing for him to worry about.

She smiles softly, and says " The Werebear pack would rather kill themselves than listen to a stranger who killed their King and Prince," "So Princess Scarlett is trapped under the Wizard, Amacus," Samantha nods " He sold her to a brothel at first, but when he discovered the warriors and subjects won't listen to him, he got her back to use as a puppet," A growl erupts from my brother and I turn to him, he looks like he is about to murder someone with his clutched fists and red eyes that are ablaze with anger. Samantha moves

I replied to him. “The slave is a warrior,” he said as he looked towards Samantha...” Come closer”he beckoned on me. “You're a warrior so you must learn to dress and undress a warrior as he threw his armory attire towards me...Undress me ,”he commanded... I definitely wasn't ready to have any sexual activity with the prince in front of Samantha because it had only one result and consequence. I grabbed the attire and loosened his animal skin shirt on his body, I could perceive the scent of lavender as I came closer, this time there was no pain but the scent filled the whole room..

He turned towards us, “Of course, every year we celebrate those who have worked hard to gather unbelievable scores. This year they are five. Firstly, the Raven wood pack’s very own Alpha Roman, Chief Fenrir from the Central Academy, Warwick Kingdom’s beta warrior Jasper, the Ore Merchant, Damon and finally, Warwick’s Kingdom very own beloved, Princess Ariana.” With each mention of our names, we were obligated to step forward and wave or bow. Damon did none, unsurprisingly. I was the last to be mentioned so I stepped out, shell shocked by the amount of support I’d gotten. There was a chant of 'The Warrior Queen' which did make me extremely shy and red but was really sweet regardless. Their pr

Kyle exclaimed, placing his small hands over his mouth as he stared at his sister who was teaching me how to style her hair the way she likes it. Katie pouted, “I want to be a strong warrior instead but I can be a princess for today.” I quickly chirped in for clarity's sake, “Who says you can’t be both, darling? You can be the strongest Warrior Princess in the realm. It’s okay to love dresses even as a warrior, baby.” Katie’s eyes twinkled, “Really? I thought warriors couldn’t be princesses. Tristan used to–” “Princesses can be warriors and you are my princess, baby.” I cut in before she could say any other word about Tristan.

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.

Adaku said and suddenly burst with a pearl of laughter. "What's so funny?" Jide asked. The flush on his cheeks was beginning to peel into embarrassment. "You of course." The princess said, still struggling to keep down the laughter, "It wouldn't be bad seeing you dressed like my female servant." "I will never disguise in a female's clothing. That's not what warriors do." "Warriors?" The Princess giggled, "True warriors do everything they need to do to stay alive. Staying alive should be your priority at the moment, and the only way for you to do that is to do as I say."

Someone sang off-key near the barrels. I wove through the crowd, looking for Harrison. Instead, I caught scraps of conversation from a group of warriors. "—took down three rogues before the rest of us even shifted." "The new strongest female warrior. I'm telling you, she's something else." I slowed my steps. The strongest female warrior had always been Valeria — Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack. They called her The Selene-Blade. People said the Moon Goddess herself had blessed her, and she fought in a terrifying mask — all you could see were her red eyes, glowing. No one had ever beaten her.

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.

Prince Arthur opened his mouth to continue, but I stopped him, "If you would excuse me, I was on my way somewhere when you met me." I tilted my head to signal Adrian, turned back to look at Prince Arthur, gave a small smile and then brushed past him. I walked to the garden with Adrian following closely. "My Princess...if I'm allowed to speak freely....", he looked to me for approval. "Continue." I confirmed "Its just an instinct, but I'd like my princess to be careful with the Prince. I feel like there's more to him". He continued