Elven Princesses Novels & Stories

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…

she said. I was taken aback, but I pushed down my unease and managed an easy laugh. "Yes, that's me. Please call me Rielle." "Alright, princess," She said. "I mean Rielle," "What is your name?" I asked. "I am Aurora," she supplied.

With what little strength I had left, I screamed at them and mentioned the title I had kept buried for years. "This is a warning! I'm the wolf princess of the Werewolf Kingdom! Think about the consequences of hurting me!" They only laughed. "Wolf princess? That ruthless wolf princess from back then? You expect us to believe she turned into a wretch like you?" They ripped what was left of my dress and closed in again. "We're in the wild. No one's coming. Let's finish this." "I won't lie. She's got a hell of a body." I closed my eyes and drowned in despair.

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

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 Nychus, Vampire Noble, compensating f

With Jack close at my side, I called Drake up to stand next to me and addressed the room firmly with my words. “For the sake of clarity I wish to inform all of you that this man, Prince Mandrake, is not only Prince of Kurr, but he is my step brother who I look upon as a blood brother.” The room went abuzz with whispers and speculation. I waited until they quieted down again to continue. “As you know, I am Princess of Kurr by birthright. I was brought to earth when I was very young to preserve my life after King Orvis killed my parents and seized the throne. Who is King Orvis? Well, just think of the black king and you’ll have an idea of who King Orvis is.” I took Drake’s hand. “For the l

“We’re leaving, I will keep vampires here to wait for us when we come back. But we need to ensure the Council is dead before King Gideon gets there, once that is done it will be over for him and we will take his castle by storm. The Princess might even think we’re there to save her, but in the end, she is going to be one of us, only a hybrid. I need to talk to the Witch about the spell she cast on her when she was a baby and see if there is an easier way to break it.” “Wait you have the witch?” “Yes!” I snapped. I couldn’t believe he was asking me something like that. I am a genius when it comes to planning. I caught her shortly after she landed here in London to join her mate, her mate thin

High council Godavari said, looking straight at Higher councilwoman Yoret with a look of servitude in his eyes. The kingdom of Elfina was also known as the kingdom of witches mostly because most women were in positions of power, wielding divine powers( Grade 7) past human imaginations, the powers which for some reason men couldn’t. So no matter how powerful some men grew in the kingdom, women usually had more say. A short moment of silence passed as they all watched each other as they sat around the table with most of their attention focused on Higher councilwoman Yoret who kept quiet and seemed to still be gathering her thoughts on the matter.

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

Wearing the same white tunic tugged in the black pants, one left the few buttons undone while the other fully button up. Grey suit reaching up to their knees, embraced with golden flower embroidery on the back and on the sleeves with golden buttons. Reflection fell upon the lake right beside them, followed by the pair of maids and butler a little further away from them. Ruven Loraran and Vulen Loraran the twin elf prince take their moving walk as always in the garden. Their shoes stepped upon the soft grass under their feet, still wet with the morning dew. "Do you think we will be to meet princess today too in our morning walk?" Ruven the one with the long dirty blond hair asked with a soft