Yashahime: Princess Half-demon Novels & Stories

"Greetings my King." Acknowledging his greeting, King Eremus asked. "But that hasn't answered my question yet. Who are you and how are you connected to my ex wife?" "Sorry for not answering your questions. My name is Chase Demon, I am half Demon and a half Shadow Walker that is to say I am not human." Demon introduces himself. "And I love your daughter so much sir." He added. King Eremus eyes widened in surprise. This is the man who Jess was talking about. He turned his gaze to Jess for a moment and the woman nodded her head to answer his questioning eyes.

"More than a year we are together, how much time we spent together. You still didn't consider telling me your truth! How could you! How could you conceal from me, lying to me for all this time!" "What was I supposed to tell you Aiden? Hi, I'm Princess Seraphina a demon, an assassin who killed those Alpha's, Lunas, and ministers of your kingdom. Oh, and did I mention that I have no control over my demon and that I can shift at any moment against my will, destroying your pack? And also I am a slave of the notorious Lord Malcolm. As I'm a hybrid everyone wants me to use as theirs but I gave myself to Malcolm. Is this what I was supposed to say?" She blurted out, and he stared at her, speechles

"You can continue to side with Azer and Scorcha, which will mean your deaths, or you can surrender and walk out now peacefully.” “Who the hell are you?” The same female demon asked. “Princess Hana Kinsley of Bloodmoon and their…” I pointed at Isak, Aidan, and Albert, “Mate.” “Mate?” The female blinked and looked at Aidan. “You heard her. So, our mate gave you a chance to live. What’s it going to be?” Aidan looked at those pinned to the wall. “Fuck this. Azer isn’t someone I’d die for.” A vampire shook their head.

He must have come during his short break, not even bothering to change out of his royal attire. Beneath the cloak, his gold-inlaid armor gleamed faintly under the soft light, every engraved pattern glowing with a muted, refined sheen. I could hear the faint, rhythmic clink of metal with each movement he made, low, steady like the heartbeat of a man whose heart had long turned to steel. A silver ring shaped like a crescent moon encircled his finger, catching the light and sending a shiver through me. It was the royal seal of the Lycan King, the mark of one who commanded thousands and the symbol of eternal solitude.

, I shouted at him, then kneeled down to the girl and placed my hand on her shoulder, she jumped back and moved away, I raised my hand in surrender style, "Its ok, I mean you no harm, I need you to get up and run, run as fast as you can ok, can you do that for me?" She looked between Damien and me and hung her head shaking her head NO, now I'm confused, I looked over to Damien to see him with a smirk on his face, in a split second he was next me, all I saw was black smoke, he trailed the back of his fingers on my cheek and then pulled back walking towards her, "She cant leave princess, if she doesn't do what I tell her to do, I will kill her family", "You asshole, only you will pick a fight

My hair flew at how fast he ran. My eyes widened as realization drew me. Is he... a vampire? “Hi!” I jolted in surprise when the woman suddenly exclaimed after the prince had left. She excitedly sat beside me—to the chair who the prince occupied earlier. She extended her hands. “Hello, princess. I'm Erima, the great general's daughter. I've heard you're a half-breed? What are you? Which kingdom did you come from?” I gaped at her. Is she talking to me?

We’ve been preparing for this war with the angels for many centuries, but the utter destruction and chaos it will bring will be…devastating, to say the least. I’d be a fool to not be scared, although I’ve been preparing for this my whole life. When I think back to my own history lessons, the first of my bloodline that Hades created to lead the demons to freedom was a female, the only born Queen other than myself the Underworld has ever known. Queen Arabella, the only demon ever recorded in history to have the gift of hellfire. Hellfire is a fire that will cause absolute destruction to everything around it except the one wielding it.

Bewitching was in her nature. This was the closest thing to a friend I made at the Summit. The girl who'd been bored enough to strike up conversation with the wolf princess. Who’d whispered a joke or two at me. Who wasn’t scared or disgusted of the werewolves though most people would have run screaming. The girl who’d seen me as… normal. Yasha stopped in front of me, eyes widening as she took me in then eyed Vasska beside me. “My eyes actually didn't deceive me. The werewolf princess—here?” she blurted. “Why? How? What dimension did I accidentally step into?”

he responded as he nodded. “I thought it was a nickname.” she said. “No, my love, you are a princess. You are the Princess of all the realms.” he said. “Oh my god.” she said as her eyes widened. “You will be fine, my love.” He said. She stood up and went over to the open door wrapped in a sheet as she stood there trying to wrap her head around the fact she was a real princess. She was not only a princess but the only one of her own kind. She was a hybrid. She was in love with a demon and was now his mate for life. In a few hours, a war between the realms was supposed to start, and her normal life as a human was over. “What?” Mitsuhide asked as he moved closer to her.

Prince Valor was now King Valor. Aynyra attended his coronation, standing beside him as he received his crown and sceptre. He had no Queen, but he had Aynyra. Aynyra stepped forwards and was blessed, receiving the band of the spiritual leader. A ceremonial sash was tied around her wrists, binding her forever to her spiritual responsibilities to the Kingdom. The sash was cut in the middle, leaving a strand hanging from each wrist. She sat on her throne beside her brother as the Priest chanted in Lystaria, followed by the court standing and applauding.