Cursed Princess Club Characters Novels & Stories

"Okay, so the last one is, Princess Limiel Crysellian, she's from the Kingdom of justice and fairness, this is the clan who won't tolerate unjust and cruel behavior, VARIË. She is also so Beautiful, her hair color is blue green, she is honest, mindful, observant, kind, considerate, caring, intelligent, wise, strong and has a warrior's heart '' Princess Sidhiel lastly told Mercil about her discovery and Mercil got shook "Woah!my lady, how come you know them when you just met them once?" Mercil ask curious Princess Sidhiel giggles "well...I don't know either. I just feel like they're personality was like those. One look at them because I feel some kind of familiarity and a warmth like I've nev

To the world, I'm Sophia Romano—the family's wild, radiant princess. Vincent is the mafia heir—stoic, controlled, the very picture of restraint. But every night, he grips my waist, fucking me until my legs go weak while whispering my name over and over: "Principessa." He just doesn't know that in two weeks, I'm marrying someone else. The sheets are still damp with our shared heat. I lie in bed, catching my breath as Vincent rises to dress.

The words tangled in my throat as I struggled to answer, but she didn’t wait. “Moon Pack,” she said, her voice calm but certain. The name sent a shiver through me. “They’re the only pack I know of with someone cursed, or blessed, with that red iris color.” She caught herself quickly, softening her tone. “Unique iris, I mean. Let me guess, you’re the only one?” Her words hung in the air, heavy with meaning. “I once heard that the Alpha of the Moon Pack had a daughter,” she continued, her voice gentler now. “A child treated like an outcast. A myth, I thought, until I saw you.”

Boldly, I slipped into a seat where a group of men were sitting around a poker table. I watched the way their mouths parted and the way their eyes widened in surprise. It was totally my fault. Everyone thought I was dead. Even now, rumors of me being here had already spread and they couldn't even stop the gossip from floating into my own ears. I'm princess Marina, the heir to my mother's fortune since my sister decided to disappear out of the blue years ago. I noticed some of the men checking me out, eyes pinned on my tits but really, anything for this game to work in my favor.

This event took place many years before Anna's arrival at the mistere palace, before Erwin understood the true meaning of love. Princess Donatella was 12 years old when she married a 27-year-old lord named Deiter, but of course the lord had to wait until the princess was 18 to make love to her. And like the rest of the Harlow family, the 12-year-old princess was also cursed. Her curse was similar to Erwin's: an overwhelming desire to kill and an obsession with blood. Her lord husband even fears her obsession with murder and torture, fearing that she will kill him too.

She plastered a fake sweet smile on her face. ‘That woman is vile.’ The voice in my head I had named Lucius agreed with me. I took comfort in the fact he was still there. Sometimes they would disappear. I didn’t feel so alone any more. ‘Before they try to separate us,” Lucius spoke hurriedly, “You are not unwanted. Your name is Aranelda Tirisil, a prince and in possession of four beast souls. You have a twin sister. She will find you someday. Hold onto that till then. Don’t let us die.” He went quiet and I was terrified. They never spoke like that before.

“According to the laws of our ancestors, only the Alpha is going to acknowledge the woman who will stand by his side, lead alongside him, and be called his Luna.” The tone of the elder's voice took a serious turn. "In front of the Moon Goddess and the people of the Valemont Pack. Do you acknowledge Aria Ashwood as your lawful Luna?" I gave him an heir. He gave me heartbreak. For almost three years, I believed Alpha Kael had chosen me, a human, as his wife and future Luna of the Valemont Pack. But on the day I gave birth to his son, I learned the truth. Not from my husband, but from the maids I once served alongside. "What's annoying is that she actually thinks she deserves to be

Whispers sliced through the silence. “The cursed prince found his mate?” someone gasped. “She is human!” another shrieked, like I was a cockroach on their food. Then an absolute asshole yelled, “One is cursed and the other is a human slave. What a joke!” Excuse you, sir. You are the joke.

“Woah dude… Breathe, they’re chosen family, not biological. We met in the Guild and chose to be each other’s family. We were all orphan girls and we clubbed together against the posh boys with rich families who would pick on us for being girls, orphans and poor. Charlie is a tall black Human woman, and Serena’s a tiny blonde Witch, and I’m some kind of Shifter, but I don’t know what kind.” Crow takes a second to calm down, then nods and retakes his seat,

“Mister, I was asking you again. You seemed to be present somewhere else and not here.” “Oh, apology again, Princess. But, it is sad to tell you that Clushia is dead, she was killed.” “Come again?” “Clushia is dead already, Princess Ameerah, hence you cannot meet her anymore.” Princess Ameerah, who is actually Clushia in the soul, fell silent. She was speechless while looking at the man, who has been in her dreams and thoughts even before she saw him in the arena. But there is one thing that she needs to know from him now.