Ethereal Princess Novels & Stories

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.

she giggled. "y-yes, your Majesty" I answered truthfully. I shouldn't lie right? "Amelia, just call me Mom" she pointed out. "M-mom" I answered as I giggle. She then gave me a smile. "actually, there's a Princess whom continue to seek Philip and she wants to get married with him" she said. Is that Princess Dahlia? the one that Philip told earlier? "Princess Dahlia?" I asked. She nodded. "I guess Philip already told you about her" she guessed and I just nodded.

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.

Despite the grandeur that surrounded me, my thoughts were consumed by a single distraction—the beautiful young princess whom I had sworn to protect. Princess Annabelle, the epitome of elegance and grace, had an allure that was impossible to ignore. Her porcelain skin glowed like moonlight, contrasting with her flowing ebony tresses that cascaded down her back like a silken waterfall. Her emerald-green eyes held a captivating sparkle, and her every movement exuded an enchanting charm. To the world, she was a symbol of wealth and privilege, but to me, she was a responsibility—an oath that I had taken with unwavering determination.

Her eyes glowed—not faintly, not gently, but fiercely—radiant gold ringed with swirling shadow. Lux crackled around her fingers. Caligo pulsed at her feet. Her presence warped the air—light bending, shadow sharpening. She looked like a being made of dawn and dusk. Ianthe’s eyes widened—not in fear. In recognition and awe. “She awakened.” Eryx stared speechlessly. Seraphine clutched his sleeve so hard she nearly tore it. “P-Princess, you’re… glowing…” Alessia stared at them, her power ebbing slowly as she fought to reel it back in.

Sunlight fights its way through the stained glass windows, casting a bewitching kaleidoscope of colors on the polished marble floor. A hushed anticipation fills the room as the large, ornate doors at the far end creak open. In steps PRINCESS SALENA, her presence commanding attention and admiration. Her flowing gown of deep, midnight blue, adorned with silver accents, seems to whisper secrets in the dim light. Her dark hair cascades down her back like a silken waterfall, and a delicate tiara adorned with dark, mesmerizing gems rests upon her regal brow. Princess Salena of Kingdom Valeria exudes an aura of both elegant charm and a seductive allure.

There were gorgeous exotic plants everywhere & the air was lighter here. The sun was bright & shiny through the glass ceiling, allowing me to finally get a good look at Princess Crysanthi. She had long pointed ears, and the very tips of them had sparkling pink & blue designs on them. She was quite beautiful, with long black hair that shimmered dark blue under the sun, high prominent cheek bones & a small but pointed nose, with full pink lips. Her cheek bones shimmered as if she wore a shimmer bronzer, but I knew it was just her skin tone. Ofcourse the fae Timekeepers could portal, being here in her presence, I knew she was pure magic.

Bart folded his arms and zeroed in on her. She was a tall goddess with long, silky, chestnut brown hair pulled back behind her. She had piercing, blue—green eyes and beautiful fair skin. Everything about her seemed to alert you that she’d arrived even before her party was announced. The dress, the shoes, the tiara on her head. Her stance, every elegant step she took. Ethan had seen enough of them to know when a princess walked into the room. She was definitely a princess.

It was not because of how obvious the front row seats were, but because the woman was simply too beautiful! As the top bosses of different lands, they had seen all sorts of beauties before. They could summon attractive women easily, including models and actresses. But it was their first time seeing such an otherworldly beauty! As the Princess of the Epochal Realm, Alexia's true form was a celestial fox. So, she was naturally alluring. Even if she did not do anything and merely sat there in silence, she would exude a seductive charm. Besides, she was not a quiet person in the first place.

"They will try to separate us. Do not eat anything they offer and do not let Lucius lead you into the Sunken Gardens." I stepped out. The crowd went quiet. I had chosen a gown of silver that seemed to move like moonlight against my skin. My hair was braided with raw Aether crystals that pulsed with a purple light. I didn't look like a wolf; I looked like an event. Prince Lucius was waiting at the top of the stairs. He looked fine dressed in gold and white. "Princess " he said, bowing low this time—though his eyes remained mocking. "Welcome to the world. I trust the altitude hasn't made you too... Dizzy?"