Warrior Princess นิยาย & เรื่องราว

All of a sudden, I felt like I was showing too much cleavage. "On this side, we have Princess Arona of North Natbia. 28 years old, 5'11", 140 pounds. She is an experienced female warrior. She recently fought in the Battle of the North. She also has various medals and military recognitions. Moreover, she is also second in line to the throne as King Hudson has no heirs yet." Many of the people present started to cheer. Arona was beaming. She turned around, smiling as she put her palms together, and then she blew kisses to the ecstatic crowd.

Aiden coughed out blood. "Just fucking stop okay!!" He yelled and held the sword despite being severely injured. She kicked his face hard and he groaned in pain but still mustered every strength left in him to talk to her. "You're Tahira, Alpha, and Princess to the Red Stone Pack and ... .My Queen. So don't fucking hurt your King!" He commanded and she stopped abruptly.m and joined confused, staggering backward. Her fierce red orbs slowly returned to her normal hazel eyes, and the dangerous aura around her slowly disappeared.

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.

Indigo stood up and faced all brides to emphasize her point, “If anything erroneous happened to this dungeon girl, then our crown prince will blame everyone and your dream will never come true.” Everyone was taken aback by her warning words Indigo. But the bride in blonde hair didn’t seize her crushing over Akshara’s throat. She told Akshara, “Every soul in this land is aware of the devious traps you webbed for the crown prince to fall for you. before your tongue move, bear it in your mind that I am born as a princess but I am raised like a male warrior, not less than any filthy tongued barmaid.” Nora got a sudden thought after hearing the words of the blonde bride and she spoke inwardly, “R

Even as he fought, the Princess leaped into the air, her lithe body a blur as she kicked one rebel in the face before swiftly pivoting and plunging her sword into the next. As the battle raged on, the Princess noticed that the Crown Prince had taken a blow to his arm. "Leon!" she cried out in concern, but to her relief, he managed to take down the offender before collapsing to his knees, visibly tired and injured. Despite the perilous situation, the Masked Princess felt a sense of pride and admiration for the Crown Prince, who fought with such unwavering determination.

I tried to stay awake, tried not to let darkness invade my consciousness but a dull throb started a relentless pounding in my head and I gave in to the engulfing darkness. EMRICK I looked down at the small warrior in my arms. It’s the warrior princess I’ve heard so much about and have come to claim for my own. I impulsively brushed the hair out of her face. A face with pixie-like qualities. Skin the color of wind-blown wheat, slanted honey colored eyes and curly hair the color of cinnamon. In her eyes, I saw wisdom that one seldom encounters in one so young.

They touched her reddish hair and even smelt it. “But why is that? You’re a princess, right?” The girl asked. “And you have a kind prince beside you.” “I am but a prisoner of my own duties and vows that I need to endure.” The people couldn’t even react on the words she said. “And when you chose to magnify your calling as the princess, you cannot be sure who will be on your side…sometimes you are all alone.” Princess Sue saw Jion’s jaw clenched yet he tried to hide it since there were many people around who began to murmur animatedly for the words of suffering from the tribe princess. They felt her pain of being alone fighting to cease the war.

My body changed rapidly into something I myself can't control, My eyes dazzled in the wolf costume, that's what I can classify it as to make me comfortable and not sad, howling continuously only a word echoes in my head faintly, it is My mom. 'Ella!!!' The full moon...full moon light, no Lord, I whispered, but it was too late to lament, I screamed as my body changes into a beautiful dangerous white wolf, now I'm possessed, I bumped out of the window into the woods, you could guess what my game is, it's hunting, hunting for the dark shadow I don't know of, taking a race after a prey I can't even get in touch with, this is what happens every year, This is the calamity I faced, No my parents fa

He felt it to be the most blissful day of his life as the girl he liked was voluntarily holding his hand and he wished for the time to stand still so that he could hold her hand forever. However, Laurier knew that it was impossible between him and her. If his intuitions and deductions were right, then Raelynn was not only a Commander. She was also the princess of the kingdom of Volar and Lord Eldrick's sister. Why would someone of high standing and such esteemed caliber consider being his woman when he was nothing but a Knight Commander? Although his father was the Baron, they were just insignificant people in the eyes of royalty who ruled over the kingdom.

She lost her crown, her name, and her face—only to discover the truth behind the throne. Ariana Ophelia possessed everything a woman could desire: a crown, a kingdom, total power, and a prince who swore his devotion. Determined to prove herself stronger than her late father, she ruled Roseberst with an iron fist, trading compassion for absolute authority. Until she goes to sleep a ruthless queen—and wakes up a powerless servant. Trapped in the battered body of Elena, a maid she humiliated hours before, Ariana wakes into a twisted reality: her dead father is alive, the palace is subtly changed, and another woman sits on her throne—wearing Ariana’s exact face. When Ariana tries to re