Zombie Princess Novels & Stories

He stopped laughing the minute he took a look at my face, instantly composing himself he turned back to Zachary, "As of 8pm last night Annalise Elisabeth Shaw became the next in line for the crown, instantly making her Queen of the Vampire empire, even if she didn't know, she is the last blood relative of the reining King and Queen, so you see Zackie boy this fight is null and void",

I smiled. “I like that.” I said with a raspy voice getting a raised eyebrow in return. “Blood Moon Princess, I like that. Makes me sound important.” I said smiling into his chest. “You are my love. Besides there’s a reason I chose tonight for your crowning.” I looked up with a questioning face waiting for his reason. “Your mother told me you were born on a Blood Moon meaning it was destined from birth that would be a Princess one day before you became my Queen. Well according to the legends anyway.” He said with a smile that showed he was so proud of himself.

Damien's POV The first time I met Lisa Armstrong, it was at a movie theater, where we had both gone to see The Little Mermaid. Her auburn hair was styled in a bun, atop a head that stood out on the female dominated queue seeking to buy popcorn, with a white cashmere dress that hugged her willowy waist and flared to the top of her knees and black heeled boots. Even from behind, with a guy on a baseball cap situated between us, the outfit was cute as hell. But her sling purse was slightly open, and a wallet was peeking out. And the guy in front of me who maybe thought I wasn't paying attention had already swiped the wallet, and made it disappear through his front pocket.

He knows it, I know it and everyone else knows it too. But here I am, placed under the leadership of Jayce Westwood himself. The one man who hates me more than anyone in this entire world. Great. Just great. ~ The Tribrid Princess and the Taste of Chaos will start serialising in early 2025. Follow me for more information! ~ Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all my beautiful Queens. May 2025 be even better ~ Love, Muse

Every few seconds I looked toward the narrow hallway outside the bars again, studying the guards, counting footsteps, trying to figure out if there was even the smallest chance of escape. It was stupid. Completely stupid. This was Blood Carticons. A prison filled with vampires, cursed creatures, and enough dark magic to make my skin crawl every time the walls shook. I barely had enough strength to stand properly after everything they had done to me, and somehow my brain still thought, hey Zara, maybe sprinting through a vampire prison sounds like a fantastic fucking idea. “Your plan is terrible,” the witch said flatly from the other side of the wall. I rolled my eyes instantly. “Wow. Thanks.

And in the quiet tower room, two princesses—necromantress and blood princess—stood on the edge of eternity. Dressed for tomorrow. Tangled in today. Ready for always.

Zach and King fought against them, trying to keep them away, but the more they fought, the more creatures kept falling from the black clouds. “Can these things get any fewer?” I cursed, my hand slashing hard at the zombie in front of me. “Hahaha. The princess has gotten some skills.” A familiar laughter echoed through the darkness. My eyes glanced into the dark, and at the far end of the sky they settled on Morgana. She looked nothing like the Morgana I knew. She was now dressed in black, her hair shooting out like horns, her fingers long, and her eyes completely black. “The show is boring, Princess,” she said again. “Let’s make it more fun.”

“Like you said, you’re the princess, and I’m just…nobody. Why does it matter to you what I do?” “It doesn’t,” Freda snarled, but there – just before she bared her fangs – I’d seen it, I was sure. The briefest of flinches. Like I’d somehow hit the mark. For some reason, the lost Lycan princess herself felt threatened by me. Nadia Nobody, wolfless reject. The realisation didn’t make me feel any better as Freda spun on her heels and stomped away into the woods.

I shot her a glance from the corner of my eye. "Only trash like you would think that pathetic dump is worth anything." Karen's face twisted in rage. She grabbed my arm. "Say that again!" "I'll say it a million times. You're trash! Now let go!" As we struggled, there was a loud crash from above. A giant chandelier detached from the ceiling and came crashing down on us. Karen's scream pierced my ears. In that instant, Macro dashed under the falling light and yanked Karen into his arms. I saw the pure panic and desperation in his eyes, right before a blinding pain consumed me.

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