Clockwork Princess Novels & Stories

"Six hundred trillion Abyssal Merit credits. Transferred upon delivery." The Hollowsmith's cracked clockwork face arranged itself into a smile. "Delivery is immediate. But I should mention a detail I may have omitted during our last conversation." "I assumed you had omitted several." "Only one that matters." The Hollowsmith reached beneath the counter and produced a seventh suit. It was smaller than the others, designed for a child's frame, and its color scheme was different: warm pink threaded with golden filaments that pulsed in time with a rhythm Jack recognized. The baby Utterance's song.

I opened my door a crack and furrowed my brow seeing Alasse, Luric's valet, standing there. "The prince regent really needs to see you this instant, Miss Roech," he mumbled softly, seeing the large covered lump on my bed. I eyed him with disdain and told him to give me a moment to get ready. He nodded in an ecstatic manner and I closed the door in his face. I decided to skip the shower and snapped my fingers dressing myself in a white lace and floral dress. Why I chose white I hadn't a clue but figured that maybe subconsciously a part of me wanted to please Luric. I brushed my hair and put half up into a braided crown with baby's breath weaved within it. I glanced at the full length mirror a

However, as I opened the door, I was met with the shocked image of my mother standing in the doorframe with a concerned expression. “Mama, what’s wrong?” I asked her, beginning to get nervous as well. “The Prince and Princess of werewolves are coming to visit SilverRock pack. They are of age and are in search of their mates, so they are traveling to as many packs as they can to increase their chances. That means everything needs to be the tip-top shape and all hands on deck for cooking and cleaning.” My mom explained, grabbing my hand in a panic. The Prince and Princess were coming here? No way!

I spun around to take a look at the intruder, he was dressed in an all-black tux with his black hair covering his forehead, he was about six feet seven and had this aura that caused a shiver to run down your spine. His mask looked simple to look at but if one looked closely one would find out that it wasn’t just a simple mask. It gave off that enchanted vibe. I squinted at the fact that the stranger was no ordinary man, still, I don't care. I smiled politely at him before declining the offer. I was here for more important things and dancing with a stranger wasn’t part of it. The guy leaned in and I could feel his breath on my ears, I was about to turn around and protest when his words caught

Most of the time going out to the carnival, usually she would be restrained by her father, or didn't have the money to buy anything she liked. “Do you want to buy this?” Elias picked up the ring with the blood-colored stone and asked Lily. "I don't have the money to buy it." Lily looked sadly at Elias, then back at the ring and said. Elias laughed, picked up the ring and put it on her finger: “Don't you remember I'm a prince? You can keep it if you like.” Lily raised her long slender arm, which was marked with an incredibly sparkly stone with passion. “Beautiful Elias!”

She nodded to Sera, who tapped a specific sequence on the pedestal’s interface. Suddenly, the "stopped" clock didn't just restart; it transformed. The pedestal’s glass cleared, revealing that the "stopped" gears were merely a holographic projection—the "Ghost Pedestal" Elias had created. The real Medici clock was perfectly functional, its golden gears moving with a silent, mesmerizing fluidity.

"I saw the announcement on the television. How are you holding up?" At that moment, the announcement came again. I found myself looking and listening. Sebastian was dressed in a suit of white with medals of excellence pinned to it. The princess was wearing a beautiful red dress that covered her feet. She and Sebastian held hands and smiled at the camera, their eyes met but Sebastian's were pain filled, and I knew that the wedding was, indeed, in two weeks time.

Annie stood like a guard by the tall window in her room. The moon in the sky looked like a shiny silver coin. Its pale light made her face look bright and dark in places, showing how smart she was, now that her eyes were squinted as she thought. She hadn't been able to sleep well since Isla and Prince Caius came back. The prince was polite but in a way that hid something Annie felt was very wrong. Isla's eyes were puffy and red from crying. Annie knew something bad had happened when they were out.

All that is known about them is that they do not have princesses; they are all princes, and this is the reason for their strength. She prepared herself, and her maid took her to her chariot that would take her to the kingdom of her unknown prince. She caught a glimpse of the king of the kingdom of darkness as he climbed in his chariot and set off to suddenly open the door of the cart she was riding in, and her prince climbed in to launch the cart with lightning speed to enter a black gap, a time gap that helps in moving between kingdoms. The allies quickly and easily found themselves suddenly in front of a palace—no, rather, a very high and huge castle, more than her father's palace in seve

The Mistress of Shadows filled the doorway. Her black hair, sleek and straight, fell to her shoulders in a glossy wave. A long, delicate hand rested on the doorframe, slender fingers adorned with dark stones, glimmering with the life of subtle magic. Her skin was unnaturally pale as if she had not seen the sun in years. She cleared her throat. The girls scattered immediately, leaving Lyra alone in the woman’s shadow. Her dark cloak cascaded around her with an otherworldly fluidity. But it was her purple eyes so bright they glowed that chilled her spine. Lyra stood motionless, as the woman’s gaze raked over her with an unwelcoming scrutiny.