Falcon Princess Novels & Stories

Her wings looked like they would belong to a dragonfly. “Tanz, this is our new Duke, Sir Scott MaComb, and his two children, Scott and Stacey.” Then Belle turns to our daughter, her eyes beaming, “This is Princess Elentari Amia Tirisil.” She holds a finger to her lips, “But this is a secret no one can know until we announce her to the Kingdom as a whole. You will be the only one allowed to attend to them while they are in their quarters. Until she is announced you may refer to her as Miss Silk MaComb.” Her instructions were absolute.

It was like watching art to him, she was painting out a beautiful picture on the battlefield. She looked so beautiful to him, like a demon, which intrigued him greatly. On getting here, he had thought it would be as boring as the other wars he led but seeing this stunning witch today, changes everything. He turned to Hagan, his right hand man. "Who is that little witch?" He asked, genuine interest filling his voice. Hagan, who prided himself in knowing and holding information, answered immediately. "Her name is Cassandra Falcon, my lord. She's 20 years old and her mother, a human, just got married to Alpha Daniel, which is why she's here.

A black falcon could be found from the large balcony on the chamber where the tribe princess chose to rest. It was -Shregi-the black witch who helped her performed the dark magic almost a month ago. Stepping at the dark balcony, the moon became the princess’s sun since a month ago. The day often weakened the body of the princess like that of a snake which always hides from the dazzling rays of the sun. She could stay for a while under the sun but not long time.

Not only this, Lyla continued in her reverie, he was loved and well-respected by almost all of the harpy clans. They say he had been especially close to the hawks, eagle, and falcon clans. He had two sisters that had hatched from his same clutch, Princess Aurora and Princess Pandora. Princess Pandora was married to an eagle clan member, and Princess Aurora was married to the peregrine falcon – the latter is the Harpy clan known for the fastest speed among all, despite their smaller stature in size.

“I, The Falcon, is a lowly man of no better state than having foes such as the Luneklearean rulers. They are Darina and Thariem, ready to seize me. But are they not the same rulers, same descendants of Naryishev who never restored Gilan to her own glory? Now, these young royals have come, and yet, they still have not offered Gilan back to your excellency. This is my intention of writing a letter to you. They are our common foes, will we not work to defeat them all? You will have your honor and I will have mine. Gilan will be yours at your triumph. Tell me of your needs for war against them, then I shall lend you my riches.” The satrap glanced at the familiar woman whom he knew has been a loy

Nandini looked at Arsenio and stood up. Arsenio took predatory steps towards her when she showed him her palm angrily in anticipation “Stop right there Arsenio. After this you lost the last hope of your survival. Mark my words Falcone is beast when it comes to me.”she warned but he laughed “I have many surprises for you Princess. Trust me I am more human than your husband. He is a demon and you still love him, give me a chance to ravish you trust me you will beg for more Darling.”he said gleefully

Scarler throws me a pleading look as if I could fix the situation, and since I don't want to see her disappointed, I decide to help as best I can. --- Hey flea why all this freshness? We are males we eat everything without frills-- I say the last sentence looking suggestively at my princess who turns so red she looks like she's having a heart attack Trying to divert the conversation the same line --- Dear Deniel, first of all his name isn't flea-like it's PRINCE, secondly I think it's better for you to continue without giving an opinion because if not I might throw you out the window-- she stops for a minute to think and completes-- no through the window no, I don't even have the strength fo

“Knight Commander, you do know that Raelynn is the princess of the kingdom, do you? She is royalty while you are just a Knight Commander and your father is a Baron.” “Yes, Milord. I realize the difference in our statuses. But I fell for her before I found out about her identity.” “I see. So, you fell for who she is and not because she is a princess. Am I right?” “Yes, Milord,” Laurier replied, his eyes not wavering even for a second. Whatever he was speaking was the truth and there was nothing for him to worry about.

The Seventh Princess insisted, clearly unwilling to halt. But at that very moment, for some reason, the falcon that had been soaring above suddenly dove. The Seventh Princess was surprised and instinctively turned on the horse. The falcon landed right in front of her horse, not far away, clutching a rabbit. The struggling rabbit made the grass rustle and buzz loudly. The noise frightened the Seventh Princess’s horse, which began running uncontrollably. She felt herself on the brink of falling and instinctively leaned forward, gripping the reins tightly. At the same time, she looked at Emma, concerned that she might be ridiculed again. Terrified, she clung to the reins and pressed her body ti

With this movement, a bird that seemed to belong to the class of sparrows fell on the balcony outside her bedroom. Sienna got up to take a look. Sienna opened the door, only to see a wounded little falcon that had fallen onto the balcony. This little falcon fluttered on the ground. Half of its wings were injured, and a dart with anesthetic was also stuck on it. It obviously had no more strength to struggle. Sienna blinked. ‘Why does this little falcon look so familiar? Is it the one that I saw in the desert?’ It had white feathers all over its body and a pair of overbearingly sharp claws. Its clean and sharp eyes were as blue as the sky. This little fella would have looked absolutely majesti