Alicorn Princesses Novels & Stories

“Her name is Yak Ann Sinora, the second princess of Thestryn but she is popularly known as Violet because of her eyes and hair colored.” Alaric was surprised. So she was a princess.. What use was it stealing a lesser person's identity? It didn't make sense. But whatever her identity was, he would seek revenge. “Where is she?!” He had yelled. “In the cold dungeon.” “What?” “She was accused of killing their queen.” “But.. she's the second princess?” He was confused. How could a princess be severely punished? She was just a little teenager. The weakest he'd ever encounter.

The others followed suit. The Queen turned to the side, and the young woman in blue dress stepped forward. “This my daughter, the princess.” Hearing that in front of them was the princess, some of the guys felt their breaths hitched in their throat. The girl curtsied. “Pleasure to meet you. My name is Shirlyn Arland Rootwind, Princess of the Aeronvein Kingdom.” “T-The pleasure is ours,” Bara hesitated, blush could be seen covering his cheeks along with some of the guys. It was hard to not blush when a cute girl is right in front of you.

I can’t lose focus; I won’t let myself be swept away by the warmth of this moment. It feels strange to be bathed and dressed by young maids who bustle in, their cheeks flushed with excitement at my return. But I guess this is how it is to be a lycan princess. After the bath, they dress me in a gown of deep emerald silk, the fabric flowing around me like water, a stark reminder of the life I was meant to have. They style my hair, brushing it until it shines like spun gold, and for a brief moment, I catch my reflection in a mirror. The girl staring back at me is beautiful, but she feels like a stranger. I am no longer Dust, wolfless nobody, I am Aloria, the lost princess, but I am also a Luna

She didn’t. Layla also stood there with a proud smile on her lips. “I’m lucky that I didn’t get to marry you. Instead I’m getting married to the heiress of the prestigious Ashwood pack.” His voice held so much pride and he looked at Layla with admiration, the latter basking in all of it. "With all due respect, sister, you know that Bella is the heiress to the Ash Wood Pack and its Enterprises," Ralph said as he walked in, his eyes locked on Layla’s .

Offend her people or threaten her place, and that gentle river becomes a flash flood. Elanil, Elf Princess of Elarithwood — Old as twilight on ancient oaks, Elanil glides through the palace clad in moon-thread gowns, her golden eyes reflecting centuries of elven patience. She speaks in riddles that seem harmless until the answers topple kingdoms. Time itself appears to bend politely around her, and younger concubines sometimes forget to breathe when she turns her gaze upon them.

I pick up the last cookie in my plate and shove it in my mouth at the same time Ally Rose is replacing Yvette on the stool she just vacated. "Hey handsome," she greets with a saccharine smile pasted on her face. Wisps of curled hair that was deliberately slipped away from her ponytail frame her face and vibrant violet eyes. Her breasts are straining generously against the fabric of her mini dress. She is beautiful like an enchantress. And always overtly sexual. She's the kind of girl I like to flirt and have a great one night stand with. But not now. "I'd like to be alone, please. Go back to Jeremy or whatever."

I thank him for putting this conference together so fast and watch as he walks to his own chair that is placed beside my Grandfather before I turn to face the crowd. "Good evening the people of Zalaris. I am Allisara Crestal Nimair, Princess of Nimairene and soon to be Queen." I start and take a deep breath. Grandmama and Liz prepared me with what to say but I need to state everything in my own words. "Yesterday during the parade I was attacked for the second time since returning to my rightful place, the first attempt was that I was poisoned at a privet event I was invited to weeks ago.” I begin, watching horror fill the eyes of those before me.

The bodice fell gracefully from my bosom to my hips, where the skirt flared gently to the floor. Victor had me turn slowly as he examined me. “It’s very nice, Daisy. But it’s not quite what I had in mind. You are an Alpha Princess, and you should have a gown that announces that fact to the world.” I looked at him sideways. “ I think this gown is great. Are you trying to make this harder for me?” Victor tilted his head and looked me over it one more time. “If you truly like it, it’s fine.” I let out a frustrated sigh. “All right, I’ll try on one more. What do you think of this one?” I asked and held up a gown in gorgeous, cinnamon-colored silk. The dress seemed to glow with its own light.

I had to do this right, so my efforts won't be in vain. I walked into her room and walked around, searching for anything that could give me a clue about her secret life. I knew the princess was smart and really quick witted. As I walk around the room, I passed the window. As I looked out, I saw her. Crying, amongst the flowers. She was always amongst the sunflowers. I guess she really liked them. I really felt bad for her, having to be forced to do something you don't want to, but have no choice to. I know how it felt.

Siana said in an innocent voice as she looked at her, a smile on her face that looked innocent yet sly at the same time. “Make her lose control.” She explained. She looked kind of annoyed by all that had happened. She knew that Siana had enjoyed that whole thing a lot and it was all her plan. And that was what worried her so much. She no longer knew Siana the way she used to. The girl in front of her now was a cunning princess who would play with her pawns and use them to get what she wanted, she wasn’t scared to sacrifice them either. And this deadly game of chess was fun to her.