Hell's Princess の小説・ストーリー

My breath hitched my eyes widened. "You want me to steal from the princes of hell?" I asked. The witch nodded, her white eyes glowing brightly. "Get me the charms, and I will grant you your wish. But be warned, the path you wish to travel is no easy feat. To cross a prince of hell is to mark your soul. Be wise in how you trick them. Be as cunning as a fox but as deadly as a snake. You may be a ghost now, but you will no longer live in the shadows if they wish it. An enemy to one is an enemy to all."

someone screams "someone's screaming you, idiot! Did I tell you to focus? Now someone is in danger because of your fucking uncontrolled fireball!! The moon princess shouted with her eye glows "he he he shut up eclipsa" sarcastic said Princess Eruvelliel "who's there?" The moon princess walk over towards the person who screams They see a girl behind the bush lonely frightened "who is she? " The Dragon Princess, Princess Eruvelliel Asked The moon princess, Princess Arphen shrugs her shoulders and asks "who are you? Why are you here, all alone?"

when he see’s what I’m holding. “Start talking, before I stick this up your ass!” I growl. “The King’s daughter is here, and he wants her back.” The man shouts out. Okay now I really am confused. “What are you talking about? He doesn’t have a daughter, and if he did I’d know she was here!” I state as I take the screwdriver and jam it in his arm. He lets out a feral scream. “His daughter was taken years ago by one of you fucks! Since then we’ve been searching for her, and a couple days ago we finally found her in your kingdom!” He yells out as the blood drips from his wound. “That can’t be we haven’t had anyone enter or leave the kingdom. We’ve kept security tight. No one takes a fucking shi

Org said apologetically. “It’ll be a cold day in hell when L’oana is anything but a bother,” Jack hissed. “Do people still believe hell is a burning furnace?” L’oana chuckled as she rested her chin on Org’s shoulder. “I find that truly amazing. You don’t think that, do you princess?” It was clear by the way she emphasized the word princess that she was resentful of the fact. “You’re not welcome here,” Jack hissed. “You should have told me who she was, Jack,” she said flatly. “Tell me Sergeant, what do you think of Jack as your future king? When he marries the princess that’s what he’ll be.”

Then she got up to leave before anyone had chance to reply. Samantha couldn't help herself. She walked over to the paper and lifted it to read. " PLAYGIRL PRINCESS SHACKS UP FOR A STEAMY THREESOME IN NEW REALITY SHOW " LIVING LIKE ROYALTY"." Samantha reads the headline with horror but rather reads on then to see the expression on Katie's face. When she finally mustered enough courage, she was surprised to find that Katie looked amused, very amused in fact!

My vision blurred, the familiar lines of my room warping and distorting as my skull seemed to shift. A scream tore from my throat, a raw, animalistic shriek of pure terror and unbearable pain. It was the sound of my humanity being ripped away, piece by agonizing piece. "Papa! Mama! Please!" But the heavy door remained a solid barrier, the silence beyond it amplifying my utter isolation. No one heard my desperate cries, no one came to witness the diabolical transformation consuming me. In the suffocating darkness, I became something else, something monstrous, the princess I once was dissolving into a creature of nightmare. The change wasn't just physical; it was a chilling descent into someth

I don't know what to except, looking at the situation around me, we are surrounded, my family is being held hostage, and the guys aren't letting me go. "Victoria, you really are a bitch you know that", "True, but I'm the bitch that got your first mate", "Do you really think that you won, are you forgetting who I am, I'm THE fucking HYBRID PRINCESS bitch",

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

The Altundral Princess Chapter 20 Bevens point of view. Davin somehow manages to guide us through the gates of Hell; the intense heat already feels as though it's burning your skins as the gates glow. I can see my princess lay on some sort of platform, but I can't reach her, we keep walking and walking but don't seem to get any nearer to her, I turn to Darriel as I ask "What the fuck is going on." He replies, his face grim

I bent my knees, lowering my head once again. “Prince of Hell!” I heard the little princess scream just when I turned to leave, barely even taking a step. My eyes widened. There was only one person who was known by that name. Slowly and dreadfully, I turned to face her equally shocked parents. “They went to find the prince of hell.” Rastok Nayla