Drawn Together Princess Clara Novels & Stories

Abby spilled an embarrassing smile and shook her head, saying, "Nothing." Abby's phone was puzzled by the notification, 'Don't forget food festival.' At the lunch break, Steven stretched the food festival invitation towards Clara, blocking her way. Blinking quickly in confusion, she got a hold of it before looking up at his face. "Oh! Sir." She agitated immediately and responded with a bow. "Are you free tonight for this?" Asked Steven. "Yes! I'm free, sir." Clara voiced merrily. "Then see you there," Steven said with a smile and walked past her as she bloomed with enthusiasm.

Some things were best left secret. "Clara! I'd like for you to meet, Miss Beaufort! She is here from the Royal Brides Academy!" The Alpha King suddenly said, as he bursted into the tea room. I stood up very fast, artfully wiping the drool from the corner of my mouth and reaching my hand out for a firm handshake.

He looked handsome, like always standing by me. "Let's go, princess," He said, and I nodded. We went shopping. I brought in so many clothes with matching undergarments. He demanded to try everything, but I would rather not show him what I have brought for tonight. "I so wished to look at you in these clothes" He pouted like a little child showing one of the transparent bikinis. I gave a peck on his pout and I whispered," Tonight you will see everything" "Princess, you don't know how much I waited for this night," His impatience was visible in his voice.

Unlike the three-panel format I’d seen before, this one told a sweeping story maybe ten, twelve scenes etched into one continuous timber. I stepped closer, and Ron appeared beside me once again. “Ah, the missing princess,” he said with a nod. “Most folks miss that one. This beam tells the tale of The Order’s only failure.” I blinked, intrigued. “The Order failed?” He smiled, eyes gleaming. “Oh yes. It begins with Duke Lockwood the ruler of this land long ago. He had a daughter, Lilliana. Said to be the most beautiful woman in all the provinces. But her father was… protective, some say obsessive. He kept her hidden away in a tower, allowing visits only from her tutor and himself.”

"The way it was broken, Princess... it doesn't look like a normal animal did it. It was too... powerful. And as you know, Princess Isla's room was locked from the inside." Annie pressed her lips together, acting like she was thinking hard with worry. "This is all so deeply scary. I can only hope Isla will come back safe and soon." She waited a moment, then leaned a little closer to the Captain, talking quietly like she was telling a secret. "You know, Captain, some of the servants... they've been talking quietly to each other. About Princess Isla acting strange lately. The stealing... the way she looked at Prince Caius... almost... wild. Did you see anything strange yourself, Captain?" She l

“For all you know I could’ve broken it because I didn’t find you attractive.” “Ouch,” Zora threw back with a bit of amusement in her tone. “But I get it. Why you did it.” “Thanks, I guess,” Thorne grunted out before standing. He looked down and admired his handy work as Zora rolled her ankle tentatively. “Can you stand?” “Did you know it was Amara?” Zora said, completely ignoring Thorne’s question. “I had an inkling. She’s the only known Princess,” Thorne said beginning to grow annoyed. “Can you stand?”

His eyes gleamed faintly, catching the moonlight like a predator’s. Elara forced composure into her voice. “And yet you are.” For a heartbeat, they just stared at each other. His presence was heavy, filling the courtyard with unspoken words. She hated how much her heart quickened when he was near, how much her wolf leaned toward him even when her mind warned her not to. “Your clan leaves tomorrow,” she said finally, her voice softer than intended. “Yes.” He studied her face, as if committing every line to memory. “Does that please you, Princess?”

Nora protested. Clara, in her cell, shook her head rapidly. She mimed something that looked vaguely familiar, rubbing her fists together. “What is she saying now?” I asked. “She took the sheet to have it laundered. She was going to return it, and the vest.” Nora paused. “That’s when she ran into Prince Marcus. I don’t understand. What happened between her and the Second Prince?”

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.

Belinda asked curiously, and Clara nodded. “Yes. She’s the Princess of the kingdom. Princess Megan.” She retorted, and Belinda’s eyes widened again. She felt an urge of happiness wash over her. “Princess Megan?! We’d be meeting with Princess Megan?” She asked in excitement. “Yes, she’s waiting for us in the front. We need to meet her as soon as possible.” Clara told her, and she nodded. They increased their running paces, hoping that Princess Megan was still waiting. Soon, they bursted out of the woods into a small path.