Feminine Titles Novels & Stories

My mother was of the same title as a maid and any servant of the castle, a Baron none less. In the fictional children's stories, Barons are known as Omegas, yet Isabella kept on acting as if she were a Queen. A Luna, if you would, the titles were easy to comprehend: a King was one's Alpha, a Duke was one's Beta, a Marquess was one’s Gamma, and a knight was one's many Delta. And the warriors were the guards of our people. “Isabella, you will help place the gown on the young queen. Mark my words, the child. The king will lash you if you disobey once more,” the maid said.

She shrugs, and I hug her. "You're not an omega anymore. Here, we have no titles other than alpha, beta, luna, king, and queen, but none of us go by our titles. We are all treated equally. You're my assistant, and your name is Lilly. Those are the only titles you will go by from here on out. Okay?" I ask her softly. She looks down and smiles. "I always admired you. Even when Steven and Marie were mean, you didn't let it get to you. I was too scared to do that. Thank you for bringing me here." She's so pretty with her blonde hair and blue eyes.

“Do you…” “No,” I reassured her. “There is nobody else but you.” “But why?...” “Prima,” I continue, “Is a title that means “First Mistress.” Essentially by calling you Prima, I am letting everyone know that you are the highest-ranking member of my harem and my household until I find a wife. A Prima is only second to an official mate or royal wife and often all three will live harmoniously together in service of their kingdom. Since I cannot call you either of those other two titles in public, I am giving you the greatest honor I dare to give you before speaking to my father. As it is, I am sure he wouldn’t approve of this, but if I’m lucky he’ll just assume this is a trick or a farce to irri

If she had a child, she could demonstrate her abilities in the future! "Do you have something to tell me?" Fiona Forger took the initiative to speak first. Without addressing her, she felt that calling her "Mommy" was even more embarrassing, and according to the butler and the servants, calling her "Madam" was too distant. Calling her "Miss Alice" was also inappropriate, so she skipped the formalities altogether.

She curtsies to me and moves closer. “Good Morning, Lady Clara. Would you like to eat here or with the others?” she asks, frantically. “I would like to take a bath first. And I am not a “lady”, just a “miss”,” I reminded her. The title “lady” was for royal women who still had no official title or the daughters or wives of officiants. I was only a “miss” since I had no royal blood and was only a business woman. “Forgive me, Miss Revington. After you.”

“You will address me as ‘Mistress’ or ‘Mistress Seraphina’ at all times when we are in this space, or when we are in a private dynamic. Is that understood?” “Yes, Mistress,” Lawrence said, the title feeling both alien and natural on his tongue. “Your old life, your titles— ‘CEO,’ ‘Mr. Ellison,’ ‘Daddy’ —they hold no power here. Here, you are mine. You are my submissive. For tonight, you may call yourself… ‘Sir.’ An ironic title for one who is learning to relinquish all authority.” Lawrence nodded, a flush creeping up his neck. “Yes, Mistress.” “Now, remove your shirt.”

her mother would never have allowed a servant to take care of her in such a manner. Despite Limfieya having a thousand rules, Iris very much enjoyed the service of the servants. “What color is the Chimere wearing?” She couldn't help but ask. “In private and public you have to refer to the princess by her title and not her name. Her parents are officially rulers of Limfieya as such she is formally known as the heir after her parents. it can't be allowed and you shouldn't do so most, especially in public” Liya warned sternly. Iris felt the need to give her a hot slap but changed her mind.

"Luelle, listen," “Did you realize that only Sir Frau calls her princess? The other servants called her little miss. At first I didn't realize it, but Lady Yoanc told me that my daughter couldn't get the title of princess, that's why the servants kept calling her little miss, instead of princess, even though she was your daughter." “…..” “And what I hate the most is you, who blames me for giving birth to a daughter.”

Aunt Isolde shrugged and despite my tears, I had the urge to laugh. "Now, that annoying one over there," She pointed at the ginger-haired man. "He is Kael, an important official of the Seelie Court." "It's my pleasure to finally meet you, Princess Faelina," Kael looked pleased and bowed. I nodded slightly, unsure of what to say. The title 'Princess' still feels weird and why do they call me Faelina? Is that some kind of title for the Fae princesses? It does sound like it.

Hardin follows me to the kitchen, where the chefs begin preparations for dinner. "Alpha...Alpha." One of the men greet, glancing at me with uncertainty. He's debating if Alpha is the right title for me, considering I'm female and he already has a Alpha. It's understandable, although Hardin responds with a glare due to the male's hesitation. "Kalli is fine." I respond with a slightly awkward smile. Technically I am Alpha Kalli, but the title is so foreign to me now that it doesn't feel right. "Of course." The chef smiles, giving us a slight nod.