Elven Princess Novels & Stories

A world of glitter and shadows, where nothing was ever as it seemed. And I wasn’t sure I was ready for it. As the Valisteen Princess, I had wealth, luxury, and influence. But with that came constant threats—Ray’s enemies, who seemed to be lurking around every corner. They never stopped coming after me, trying to use me as a pawn in their ruthless games.

Zed Alaric, Paladin Prince, holy hum and clean metallic scent clashing with the room's darker magics. The women: Xylia, Water Fae Princess, fiercely competitive; Thalassa Aegir, Mermaid Princess, serene and pearlescent; Dahila, Witch Noble, ancient power in velvet; Terrica, Earth Elven Princess, severe and judgmental; Zephina, Shadowborn Noble, cloaked in depths; Amira, Nephilim Princess, vibrating with celestial energy; Lyra Astraea, Celestial Mage, gazing at invisible sky charts; Morwen, Siren Princess, ethereal; Elara, Phoenix Princess, radiating subtle warmth; Petra, Valkyrie Noble, armored and formidable; Wren, Light Mage, gentle contrast; Rhysandra Nychu

Could barely breathe. Elena Valdris was Princess Elena Ravenwood. The woman he'd treated like garbage was royalty. The woman he'd called worthless was worth more than his entire family. It was almost too absurd to believe. Like something from a fairy tale. Except this fairy tale didn't have a happy ending for the prince. In this story, the prince was the villain. And the princess had become powerful enough to destroy him. Jack drove home slowly, his mind spinning. When he walked into his mansion, Victoria was waiting in the living room with red eyes from crying.

He quickly whispered words into the guard’s ears, and shortly after, the girl walked towards our table. Zeus pulled out his chair as he stood, placing his hand on the girl’s shoulder. “Kevin, this is Elowen,” he introduced. The girl’s eyes widened as she bowed deeply, instantly making me aware she wasn't from his pack. And her scent... My brow furrowed. “What’s your price?” I asked, setting my cup down. Zeus smiled as he nodded. “Gold. I'm sure you would love her,” he said as his eyes lit up.

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.

the witch asked, her eyes shifting between the siblings. Princess Elara and Micah looked at each other. Micah glanced at Alina again, then back at his sister. He shook his head firmly. “I’m not doing it,” he said. “Then I will,” Princess Elara said without hesitation as she stood up. Hatred burned brightly in her eyes. She had waited too long for this moment, and nothing will stop her. The witch turned toward the floating knife and muttered a command in a strange, ancient language. The blade slowly moved through the air toward Princess Elara.

" She bowed to them, and came forward to meet the group. Somewhere around the cave, the minstrels started their unearthly music, that sounded eerie and spiritual at the same time. "Princess Aelanor, Lady Nimuel, and Haz'th, why don't you get started on the food? We have prepared delicacies from the Elven world, and the human world. I believe you would enjoy them immensely. Princess Saayan, I know you don't eat solid food, and we have arranged platters of white noise and some Westerlies and Monsoon winds for dessert. However, we could not bring sunlight for you, which is destructive to our Realm," Elektra said. "Why, thank you, Queen Elektra. But you need not have gone to such lengths of tro

But I know by the look in her eyes, there's no way she will leave me. "Please baby; you have to go." I beg, in one last desperate attempt, she shakes her head as she steps out of the passage, the hand around my neck tightens as I drop my weapon to the floor, my beautiful, brave princess lifts her head, her blue eyes fierce with determination as she demands. "What do you want?" The strange red looking creature smiles as he turns towards her. "We need you to heal our prince." The red creature says. I look at Deliah, as I say.

He felt it to be the most blissful day of his life as the girl he liked was voluntarily holding his hand and he wished for the time to stand still so that he could hold her hand forever. However, Laurier knew that it was impossible between him and her. If his intuitions and deductions were right, then Raelynn was not only a Commander. She was also the princess of the kingdom of Volar and Lord Eldrick's sister. Why would someone of high standing and such esteemed caliber consider being his woman when he was nothing but a Knight Commander? Although his father was the Baron, they were just insignificant people in the eyes of royalty who ruled over the kingdom.

The Nature Princess said "hehehe" the Moon Princess flattered "Just call me Eclipsa cause were friends now, I know your a trustworthy person (winks)" "oh ok gosh im flattered hahaha, you can call me crysellian or whatever you call me" Princess Limiel the Nature/Earth Princess said " Eruvelliel Vranduel here from Ölca I'm also a Princess" Princess Eruvelliel introduced herself informally "call me Vrany if the bitch here (points Eclipsa) sees you a friend"