Witchy Princesses Novels & Stories

“Whenever the young Princess sees things that remind her of the Mating moon night, the chaos within her is triggered—” “What is that Chaos—” “I’m not done, Your Majesty.” The Witch Lady rebutted my Dad. Okay, there’s some familiar beefing there, because no one cuts my Dad off like that and continues talking. The Witch continued talking. “Once that Chaos is triggered and she shifts into that aggressive form, only her rejected mate can bring her back to sanity and calmness, and this requires just his touch.” The Witch settled. What the hell? So I’m now a mad destroyer who needs healing hands to become sane?

They know their mission: to rescue their prince and dismantle the Krypts’ reign of terror. Amidst the chaos, I catch sight of Princess Golder, her golden hair flowing like fire as she engages in a ferocious battle. She fights with the grace and skill of a true warrior, her eyes locked on the Alpha. With each strike, she inches closer to her ultimate target, a promise of retribution gleaming in her eyes.

she mumbled. "I actually do. My job is to get you prepared for the real world and toughen up your skin since it seems like you're far from there, Princess." Aurora was facing away from him and she could not help the smirk that made its way onto her face. Her number one rule of life was to always be underestimated. If her targets underestimate her then they would lower their guard and therefore make the job easier for her. She had been treated as Princess her entire life and grew up pampered and praised. But there was some point when she decided to change it up a bit. She still enjoyed being treated like one and acting like a baby sometimes but outside of the house, she was a completely diffe

She stood on her feet and began, "I am Hansa Cassandra Althean, the only princess of the Althean clan, we were the origins of witches and royal of witches of pure form. Now I am the only one left in my clan. When I turned thirteen, even after my parents warned I practiced magic so my whole clan burned to the ground. I don't know how I was saved, I loathed my existence, my magic everything so I left my clan and came to live among humans but that's never been easy. I drop out my school, I was young and naive and I don't know anything about the human world, I used to live a royal life, I couldn't bear a poor life so I tried to take my life but I couldn't even after trying many times so I gave u

Mandy quickly go to clean the whip and place it back beside her, as she was going back to little place for her in the large room, the thought came back to her again and she couldn’t get it off her mind for a long time. ~ Unlike Princess Zoey who is troubled, Princess Emma looked relaxed in her room as she eat the chewy snacks brought in by June and she took a sip of the drink as well. June watched in satisfaction as her mistress looks so happy indeed she poured her another drink even though the one in the glass cup is yet to finish “Your highness will soon get rid of that evil witch” she said happily and Emma smiled Not only as she been bullied but her maid had also suffered worse from Zoey

He was tall and handsome, she thought. "Princess?" Dohana voiced out, concern written all over her face. "I'm no princess. What gave you that idea?" Jake looked at her, giving her a subtle smile. She was gorgeous, with her braided and curly flowing hairstyle. Her midnight black hair was flowing down over her shoulders. "Well, if a certain kingdom needs a princess. I'd be glad to recommend you, cause you are one beautiful woman."

An alliance with her could protect them from any resurgence of supernatural threats. Compared to humans, the supernatural beings were fewer in number, but if they united, they could be formidable. His wife, Queen Lustia, was exceptionally skilled. As a princess from a fallen kingdom—a realm that had been destroyed by humans due to its mysterious aura—she had the ability to communicate with beasts through her mind’s waves. She was also a descendant of a vampire lineage, a trait inherited by their son, Prince Xavier. They lived by one rule: they could feed on humans but must never kill them. This delicate balance was crucial to maintaining peace.

--- My princess, I need energy, I don't know if you noticed but I'm a big and strong male, I need to eat a lot-- I say looking at her again, my gaze passes over her whole body, I know I must look like a pervert, but this woman drives me crazy She bites her lower lip, which makes my situation worse, my friend wants to be released Deep breath --- But it's just a little piece darling, I'd offer mine what you're doing, but he doesn't seem to care about it, I think he likes meat-- he says making a face, looks like someone didn't like the idea of her baby eating meat. She knows very well how to blackmail someone, she knows very well that I would rather give her all my bread and see her eat hers th

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

But one thing that she will surely capture you aside from her flawless wavy brown hair is her purple eyes. I also spotted a few witches. And no, not the witches like the ones we see one movies that have wrinkly faces and long noses. These witches are good. They have the same race as my Prince Fred - power and alchemy users. In their kingdom, they call the males warlocks while the women are called witches. One of the witches among the group is Lady Sabrina. Seeing her in a white dress makes you see how beautiful and different they are from the ugly witches we've seen in movies. Her long dark brown hair was curled at the end and was bouncing elegantly at her back as she walked. Her green eyes