Lisa Princess Novels & Stories

“It must be a tale as beautiful as this meadow.” “It is…a tragic story,” the prince replies. “This meadow is called Metouche Pas, which is Old Gallian for ‘touch me not.’” The tale begins with a girl from Isqu. Her name is Lisa, and she is as beautiful as the flowers that grew on the meadow. Her hair is as brown as the earth, her eyes as blue as the sky. Her lips are pale white because of a sickness that afflicted her family for generations. But her brown ochre complexion complemented her being. Lisa spends most of her time reading. The only customer of the town library, she would sit under the lone tree that grew on the hill at the heart of Metouche Pas as she reads. Her heart and mind were

“That fairness of yours could stir up war among the princes or kings. Thine fairness above all else is thine curse ye need to bare.” Princess Alminah smiled. “I have been counseled of that too, shetai. My twin Leera wilt be with me to neutralize that curse who can stole men’s affection over the fairness of the skin I bare.” “Leera?” King asked. “Yea.” Princess nodded showing to him her shoulder. There, a metal wrapped around it which bore two heads of snake. “This is Leera.” “This made my heart felt easy, Princess.” “Worry not about the matter, shetai. My Prince loves me of surety not because of the curse.”

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

I meant the kick I gave to him earlier. " Adam go strain her and part her from him, specially her legs and , Hany go kill him at once "he said the warrior stood up sighing from his aching wound yet he Ironically said " ha kill who, me , and part us , the faithful lovers , how evil!?" Hany , the young soldiers was about to attack when he stopped him " wait , just for the memory which princess is she exactly " Hany said while laughing " she is the princess Muons , the darkened King's fiancé , didn't you know"

Then I remember that I shouldn't even smile in Xavier's presence. However, I don't have time to wipe the smile off my face, because the biggest fish in the sea is swimming towards us. In other words, Sidney Richards, with two of her daughters following her as backup. I don't even know their names, nor do most of the school population. They are just known as Sidney's girls, only good for fake laughs and compliments. Exactly what Sidney needs.

I smiled as well. "do you know Princess Dahlia?" I asked. I've been hearing that name since earlier, I'm curious about her. "she's one scary Princess. I don't like her" she pouted. "why? she's a Princess after all, you should like a Princess like you" I answered. "she's so mean. She's selfish, she's a brat, she's noisy and she's very annoying" she fussed. I laughed. "do you hate her that much?" I asked.

To the world, I'm Sophia Romano—the family's wild, radiant princess. Vincent is the mafia heir—stoic, controlled, the very picture of restraint. But every night, he grips my waist, fucking me until my legs go weak while whispering my name over and over: "Principessa." He just doesn't know that in two weeks, I'm marrying someone else. The sheets are still damp with our shared heat. I lie in bed, catching my breath as Vincent rises to dress.

With a small smile, he asked, “I was actually hoping that you would be our Luna, Anna. Everyone was. It seems this Lycan princess is as cruel as her beloved. They deserve each other.” So he had also heard the rumors. Somehow, I believed him, but I didn’t appreciate his nosiness. “I was never going to be the Luna. You shouldn’t say those things. You might just lose your head.” He shrugged carelessly. There was something he said that caught my attention. He mentioned that Olivia was a Lycan. How many people knew that? I asked him, “So the princess was always known for her cruelty?” “No,” he said with a thoughtful expression. “It was actually said that she was kind and generous. She abhorred sl

Lisa asked eager to get Adrianna out of the way. Dianne saw the desperation in her eyes so she giggled before saying, "You don't worry about it. Adrianna would be gone before you know it. No one speaks back at me and lived" Lisa smiled, she felt like hugging Dianne. The girl was staring at Dianne like a god, the girl was flawless and perfect in her eyes "Adrianna does not know what hits her, she thinks I would let her trample over me? I am not some lizard. I am princess Dianne Lukas, daughter of Alpha Lukas and the wife of Alpha Roman. No one dare try me, no one"