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The Prophetress

Israel Rostavo is the daughter of a mafia leader. Alessandra Rostavo, and his wife Maria Rostavo. But is she really? Everything Israel have thought she knew turned out to be just a lie. After the death of her parents, nothing was ever the same. She came to realize that she was never the daughter of Alessandra and Maria. She wasn't even from their world. But Godfrey, the realm of supernatural. But she's not just from that world, she is the future Queen. Wait until she found out about her destiny, Will she fulfill her duties like a Crown Princess? Or will she rebel like a Mafia brat? *** Check out my other book: The Abyss of the Vampire-demon Reign of Terror Age of Ancient Darkness Boud with you

Sweetdreamer20 · Fantasy
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Chapter 40 (editing)

You could hear the horrifying screams which filled the air of those who were being slathered, the guard who was sent to escort me to safety guide me to an underground chamber where all the servants were.

I wanted to help fight and defend the castle which has become my home but I was too weak, I could barely stand on my feet.

"Princess Israel." Someone shouted, running from a distance towards me but my head was spinning which resulted in the image of the person becoming blurry.

"Stay with me," I heard the faint sound of the individual, but I just couldn't keep my eyes, opened I was just too tired.

"She's bleeding!" Was the lost thing I heard before everything went black.

"Where is Princess Israel?" Zander appeared out of nowhere asking.

"Who are you!" The guard who was assigned to the princess demand, drawing his sword.