Evil Princess Romane & Geschichten

The first thing they entered my mind when I first met Eva was that she was a spoilt princess but with time, I thought I have begun to understand the kind of person that she was but maybe it was all a facade like these two girls had just said. Dear moon goddess, I just hope I have not escaped from one life of hell only to jump into another. I won’t be too surprised though, things have been going too well for me, I just keep waiting for it to come to an end or for someone to tap me and wake me from the dream I’ve been trapped in. Because how could I have gone from being a banished traitor to being the daughter or a Lycan king and queen all in the space of a year and a few months? I tried to pu

A devil wrapped in silk, feeding me fire with a smile. I caught her wrist, not hard, but with definitive pressure. The game was no longer implied; it was declared. “Careful, Evelyn. The devil’s greatest trick was persuasion. But kings,” I leaned in, my lips nearly brushing hers, “are accustomed to lies. We build thrones on them.” Her smirk was instantaneous, triumphant. “Then it’s a good thing I have no interest in your throne.” She slipped her wrist from my grasp with effortless ease. “Only the man sitting on it.”

she screamed, holding her side as the pain began to spread. Elika screamed in pain as he struck her again, desperately trying to crawl away from her uncle. She knew that it was foolish to try and fight the dark lord, but the princess had lost herself to her hatred. She had allowed it entry into her mind, causing her judgement to become clouded and irrational. And yet, Elika did not regret her actions. She may be his prisoner, trapped against her will in the hell dimension. But she would not allow him to treat her as something that needed to be trained, to treat her like she was nothing. She looked up at her uncle, a small scowl plastered onto her face. Her attempts at escaping ceased as she

Deep within the heart of the forbidden forest, a hidden conversation unfolded between two extraordinary beings. Elva, a mischievous forest pixie with emerald wings, scolded the young girl named Iana. Her porcelain skin glowed pale as the moon, her tresses cascading like a waterfall of purest snow, and her eyes held the shimmering hue of sterling silver. "Iana, what were you doing there?" Elva admonished, her tiny form buzzing with agitation. "You know how perilous it is for us to venture into the realm of humans."

“Father, you can’t do that? The king should not punish me on behalf of a lowly vampire, especially since I’m a princess.” Things became increasingly awkward, and I took several steps back, behind Sebastian. I wanted to disappear. “A princess should have good character and care for her kin, not treat them carelessly. This lowly vampire, as you put it, might very well be the missing princess, my daughter Sophia.” Laura’s jaw hung loose as mine did as well. “Please, take Laura to her room. I have more important matters to attend to than her outbursts.” Laura screamed, “She is no princess.”

It's just an illusion. I blinked, but the scene in front of me didn't disappear. It was real, but I realized what he meant. His words gave me a little strength to believe in myself. Esther is a manipulator, a witch, and a vampire. She is the perfect combination of all the features of a perfect villain. She doesn't have to force people to do what she wants.

she uttered, her voice stopping me dead in tracks. My fist froze, an inch from her face. I burned. Fury stirred violently deep inside me. I struggled to stay calm. I could feel my wolf… roaring in my cage, clawing furiously… But all I could do was gnash my teeth together as the rage inside me boiled over. “This is the only way to save your precious little maid,” Emily crooned. This must be the real evil princess Sheila warned me about. The real Emily Vesper. She would go any length to get what she desired.

It was no wonder why she knew medicine, why she was so good at it, and why he could always see the character of a member of the Lang family from the capital city in her. It could only be explained with one possibility. This Sienna was THAT Sienna. The current abandoned daughter in Isonbert was actually the famous Goddess of War in the capital city! The divine acupuncture master, Cecily; the King of Mercenaries, Lone Shadow; and the Goddess of War, Sienna. It was all one person. It was her! Harry stroked Sienna’s brows lightly with his clean and slender fingers, seeming as if he was talking to himself as he questioned her, “Are you the person that I’ve been looking for?”

It was called Mireworth Castle located in a country named by Zion, Versipellis. She turned her head by the window and saw the clouds. The sky was bright, radiating from lights coming from the sun. Elisia suddenly felt lonely, thinking of the things that might happen to her in the hands of the werewolf king. Thane didn't look ruthless, but there was something dark in him. She feared him, but she would never show it to him. She was a demon princess and was sent to Terra to spread terror. Thane should be the one to feel scared and not the other way around.