Warrior Princess Novels & Stories

It was one of the best days of my life here at the mansion. "No! That's not mine!" I sternly told Jaque with my intense gaze focused on Princess Amira. She was also staring at me. "Just have the same design, but totally different!" I told her. "Good evening, everyone!" The princess uttered in her usual domineering voice. "I have heard that some warriors are stuck in the South. I saw Serena myself, and she did this to me!" She pointed at the scar on her temples. "I just want you to know that there is something with that b!tch that I can't define. So, you better be careful. Also, I didn't see her omega. It was just her and the twelve wolves wearing black shirts and jeans!" She explained withou

He murmured. "Yes, the warrior princess is beautiful and she is kind." "Kind?" He asked then I nodded, I was already having my back on the ground ready to start my exercise for the day. "I don't think you know her, she is brutal when it comes to war." I titter as my hand goes under my head to support myself, while I do my abdomen crunch. "Everyone is brutal in war and when he senses danger or are you telling me that if you are faced with danger, you are not going to fight back and protect yourself?"

The Assan warriors were far more trained than the Abdul-Azeez warriors. “You again,” Prince Abu said as he and Prince Alexander settled each other. “Where is my wife?” Alexander asked angrily, his eyes narrowed. “She is a beauty that one. She misses you,” Prince Abu said with a smile on his face. He was enjoying this taunting. “Where is she?” Alexander asked this time with his voice raised. He wrapped his arm tightly around the Prince’s throat as he pointed his sword to his neck. “Safe. I wouldn’t hurt a woman with child. My father on the other hand harms anything that breathes. Your land is filled with traitors,” Prince Abu said breathing deeply.

asked Prince Arthur. "I have spotted some great warriories in Alabama who have incredible strength and swordsmanship," answered the King. "I want them to guard every route going inside the Kingdom!" Prince Arthur raised his head to his father. "What do you mean, warrioress, father?" "Female warriors also known as warrioress can fight evenly against the werewolves. As a matter of fact, this group called themselves Amazonas. Their greatest strength is their flexible bodies and expertise in using deadly weapons!"

She looked at me—pain, then anger flashing in her eyes. "I control no element! But I am the Head Warrior for a reason." She runs into the battle, avoids every single arrow that comes to her, with a small dagger in each of her hands. She was like a killing machine! I was amazed! She looked like a Warrior Goddess right now! So hot in her bra and sport shorts. I could feel my member come to life. 'Who wears sports shorts under her dress?' Evolet, for sure! She seems to be good at fighting. It's like a different person. Princess and Warrior, like day and night. So sweet and so dangerous. I feel... proud?

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."

Baldwin nodded “considering our coordinated attacks and the fact that we didn’t leave any messengers behind, someone must have fired the signal…” “The warrior princess…” Jack who was silent till now slowly opened his mouth “She was ready for the attack when I arrived at her place…. If she sensed danger… it was natural for her to send the signal.” “Did you take on the warrior princess?” Matthew’s eyes widened, partly in fear, partly in admiration. He had heard that the young lady who was titled the warrior princess was not only the favourite sister of the king of the east kingdom but also a revered

Tomorrow I would explain everything, but for now, I just wanted to spend the rest of the night consumed in Dimitri's tender, loving embrace. Long ago, and miles away, there was a young princess, orphaned in a time of war. She was called upon to lead the armies of her kingdom, for there was no other. She was the fiercest of warriors, beloved of her people, unstoppable on the field. She rode out every day and saved her subjects in battle after battle.

Watching Jessica walk away from me, her hips swaying side to side, I groan and palm the bulge in my pants, my cock already hard and wanting to be free from the jeans I wore. I never would have thought that having her snuggled against me would turn me on so badly, yet I was struggling to not do anything more to my Princess other than play with her hair and rub her back. She just went through hell today and needs her Uncle Hunter, not a man ready to bend her over and worship her like the Queen she is.

I couldn’t take it, my heart was starting to break. “I can’t feel it. I can’t feel that bond.” Her eyes were filled with shame. She tried to get out of my arms, but I wouldn’t let her. “Please, reject me. I can’t feel you, and you deserve another. My full name is Princess Elentari Tirisil.”