Princess Vore Romane & Geschichten

I will burn it all. I have come too far to lose now. The new alliance is perfect…Levi has to wed the vampire princess. Vampire blood joined to werewolf royalty would give me the weapon I need. An army of nightwalkers at our command, ready to tear this kingdom apart from the inside. We were so close before. Ariston, that sniveling northern king, was supposed to use his daughter’s supposed death as the perfect excuse for war. The rejected princess was poisoned slowly over the years, starting when she was a teenager by her own mother.

I chuckled, “More than just occasionally. Please go on in. You can see your sisters and meet my family.” Another man who looked identical to Vance, except his hair was past his shoulders, with natural waves throughout approached us. He approached Sebastian and shook his hand, but did not take his eyes off of me, “Sebastian, the Goddess blessed you beyond measure with your mate. I can only pray to get this lucky.” Sebastian smiled, “Vito, this is Adele. She is a princess too.” Vito smiled, “Of course. She’s a princess of the Southern Weretiger Kingdom.” Sebastian nodded, “And the Werebear Kingdom, and the Lycan Kingdom.” Vito’s eyes went wide, “Of course, you would get her. Do you know how ma

I found her out in the back garden doing some sparring with Sebastian. “Mother? I was wondering if….” I can’t finish as a sharp pain shoots through my head and I fall to the ground. VISION A male in the shadows… A female wanting what is not hers… Rogue Vampires and Werewolves running free throughout the kingdom… Fear and Lies kill the Vampire’s Queen… The Vampire King on a rampage… Killing anyone nearby, then being killed himself by the Werewolf King… A princess crying all alone... All lives will be lost….

“The Lords envisioned ruling over every being, with the power from each Clans. That plot wasn’t successful after the accident; however, it affected the fate of our Princess who was taken to an orphanage,” What exactly was happening? Mum wasn’t my mum? Dad wasn’t my dad too? How… Just how… “Cithara,” Gasps resonated the room once more. “That is where she was raised all through her life.” The brilliant dark-skinned woman, directed her hands towards the jury. “The Death Goddess, mother of all vampires, paired our Princess to the Dark Prince.” More pants echoed the Sea instantly. “His name is Javier Vasco Zapetero,”

The girl threw him a glance before lifting her head at me, standing in all mighty. "A pleasant day to our guest, you are currently at Vandelia Empire where Vandelions reign, and you're at Vandelia Palace to be exact where Vandelia royalties live. I am the only Princess here. You may call me Princess Divine," she tucked her hair on the side of her ears and smiled sweetly. I shivered. Her smile is sweet but her eyes say otherwise. Two male vampires appeared in front too. "Second Prince. Prince Delfin," a guy whose all smiles said.

It was more warmth than she could handle, but she didn’t leave his hand. “ What happened? ” Frore asked, dreadfully. She had seen glimpses of the great war in her dream and she had seen dragons and the royal family of human kingdom…Why was she seeing all this? To get an answer to that, Frore needed to know the whole story which Vayldre was telling her today. “ Our Royal Prince and the Guardian of the magic stone, Vilas fell in love with the mortal princess of Albertinia. ” Vayldre deadpanned and slipped his hand out of the hold of Frore.

Madam Tremblay was always right. My name is Caroline Andermier, the heiress Princess of The Kingdom of Tresoria, daughter of King Maximus and Queen Lianne. Our territory was built where it used to be an old country named over its states being united or something of the sort. Almost all the history before the rising of the Kingdom was wiped away from common knowledge and the rest was forbidden for most of the people, including me.

Lenora praised her. “May I know what Princess Adira would like to do with that lowly maid?” a vampire Elder, Darick Melchior asked. “My Lord, maids behave according to their masters. And from her behavior, Princess Lenora Serafina Valorine isn’t her master. I am curious about her master. Even before I became a queen… I could see people plotting against me.

Lady Vivanna Pursioe Rorei, Duchess of Portburgh. -OH MY GOD! I AM THE VILLAIN OF THE STORY!!-

Zibor, amused, kissed her hand. “And this must be your Luna. Exquisite.” “Queen Luna,” Fiorella corrected smugly. I let it pass. She was not my queen. The orchestra hushed, announcing Lord Nathan Gray and his wives—Claire of France, Inessa of Russia—that's the vampire princess, and Elana of Scotland—each breathtaking, each introduced with ceremony. Gray kissed hands and lingered with the youngest, Elana, whose blush betrayed her. “The lucky bastard,” Zibor muttered. I disagreed. My Temptress was worth more than all three combined. The room had yet to meet her.