Drawn Together Princess Clara Novels & Stories

The little royals didn't even notice the young prince from the east kingdom, smiling widely at them. "Shina, tis is the new friend I want you to meet!" Shin exclaimed. Shina's brows furrowed at her brother before turning to the smiling face of the east kingdom prince. "Clancy?" "Princess," Clancy acknowledged her surprise face. It wasn't a first for him to meet fine a looking girls at his age of 8 but she possessed an aura which seemed like to draw you in. It was the same with prince Shin. The only difference between the twins was their look. Shin's eyes of dark blue remind him of vastness of ocean. Mysterious but full of promises of adventure. It was the reason he befriend Shin. Shina on

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

Kail was crowned King, and I became the Queen ruling above all races. Clara, neglected and forgotten by the elves, went mad with envy. In the end, she pushed me off that cliff. Coming back to this moment, I assumed she would walk the same path. I assumed she would chase her Elven Prince again. I was completely wrong. "Clara has accepted the Dragon Prince's proposal." Our mother stepped out of the grand hall, a look of pleasant surprise on her face. I snapped my head up. She accepted? The same Clara who had haughtily humiliated the dragon envoys in our past life had eagerly agreed the very first second this time around?

"Of course not." I smiled even wider at Cathy. “Claire is now Prince Louis's date. As a member of the royal family, I also like her very much. However, I heard rumors that Claire seems to have fallen out with her family. You know, we royals always attach great importance to family harmony, so I hope that through this ball, you two sisters can reconcile, don't you think, Cathy?” Cathy's mouth twitched, but she quickly suppressed contempt and disdain in her expression, forcing a fake smile.

She felt that it would be difficult to wrap Larissa around her finger. It was a matter of time before Larissa took control of her own life. Penelope felt the urgent need to prevent Larissa from standing out. The latter couldn't surpass Charmaine. Otherwise, her efforts would go down the drain. Larissa walked to the entrance while wondering why Ambrose had yet to show up. Finally, she saw a familiar face rushing over. Her eyes lit up as she lifted her dress and approached him. "Mr. Clark, has Mister arrived?" Owen was drenched in sweat. The hesitation held him back for a few moments before he explained, "Madam, Mr. Hamilton isn't done with his work yet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the floor is now open. Let’s make tonight unforgettable!" The music shifted to a slower tune, and I glanced at the dance floor as a few couples began to sway. "Sophia, may I have this dance?" Marcus’s voice broke through my thoughts, and I turned to find him standing beside me, his hand extended with a charming smile. I nodded, about to stand up when I heard William whisper, "Don't forget why we are here, Sophia." I glanced at him, a mischievous grin on my face. "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten," I whispered back. Then I took Marcus’s hand, letting him guide me to the dance floor.

I looked at the side that had the mask and nothing, there was not a single scar that showed she could have worn a mask. Does that mean they were lying, and she was pretending to have a scar all along? At this point I don't know what to believe anymore. I felt my heart twing with so much distrust as I looked at her. “I am the princess of DarkEast Moon pack Elodie Martin.” She bowed a little and not only I but everyone in the room seemed to be erupted by her soft speaking and the calm way she carried herself. I blinked twice and again, there was no way this was the same girl that I had seen, that one had a mask and…

Althea clenched her fist and her lips quivered Lydia looked at her with a worried and sad gaze, she wished all this was a dream and that her princess wasn’t going to marry the Baron but sadly it’s not a dream. This is reality, a sad and painful one at that. The princess's birthday that was supposed to start a new faze in her life became a nightmare. Althea gripped her royal garment hard as tears rolled down her eyes, her whole body went cold..

But in the end, it wouldn’t matter. Lyra would belong to her, just as Veyron did. The three of them would burn together, bound by both magic and fate. Lyra had already begun to surrender. A ripple of satisfaction coursed through her as she traced the crystal’s surface. A rustle of fabric behind her pulled her attention away. A group of women entered, heads bowed, bare feet silent against the cavern floor. They knelt before her, draped in deep purple silks that clung to their bodies, their glowing eyes lifted in reverence. Their hair cascaded down their backs like waterfalls of midnight and moonlight.

And the crimson diamond necklace—the one she had admired from afar, worth billions—he bought it without blinking, delivered it to the Russo estate as if it were nothing but a trinket, something for her fingers to toy with when she grew restless. Finally, the night arrived. The engagement night. Adrian, in a bespoke suit cut sharp enough to draw blood, strode down the corridor with a bouquet in his hand, his chest tight with anticipation. Days without seeing her had been hell. He needed to see her. Needed her eyes on him again. He pushed open the door to the bridal suite— And froze. Not Isabella . Elena. She stood in a snow-white gown, the crimson diamond blazing against her throat. Adrian’s