Lolirock Princesses Novels & Stories

Her green gown, a shade that mirrored Prince Ron's eyes in her mind, accentuated her beauty, making her a vision of elegance. Princess Rose, on the other hand, was a burst of vibrant colour amidst the more subdued tones of the others. Her thick, red curls cascaded down her shoulders, a striking contrast against her light pink gown. The softness of the pink fabric highlighted the youthful exuberance in her eyes, making her an enchanting sight to behold. As the crowd murmured in admiration, their voices filled with awe at the beauty of the two princesses.

I want Kai’s eyes on me. He releases my chin, but his finger lingers, trailing slowly down my throat. The touch sent a shiver through me – half desire, half dread – and I hated how my body still answers him even when my mind screams to pull away. “Her name’s Liora, love,” he murmurs, that cold smirk curling his lips like a promise of pain. “Shadow Ridge’s princess. The silver-proof heir. Don’t underestimate her.” I swallow hard against the lingering pressure of his fingertip. “You knew her father?”

Three wolves mauled by what smelled of shadow-tainted claws, remnants of the Shadow King’s lingering influence. Chaos ignited. I dove in without hesitation. My hands blazed with healing light as I stemmed arterial flows and purged venom from convulsing bodies. Leo watched wide-eyed from Thorne’s protective arms. His small frame was rigid. Blood soaked the earth. Howls of pain sliced the air. But I moved like a force unbound,?sealing gashes, anchoring shifting forms, whispering lunar incantations that pulled warriors back from the abyss. One sentinel gripped my wrist, eyes fever-bright. “Princess… the shadows stir again. They hunt something… royal.”

I am queen. I am wolf. I am Seraphina. And I will never give up.

They had twins named Leo and Luna, whom they loved dearly and who were destined to inherit their kingdom. However, due to unforeseen circumstances, the king and queen needed to protect their twins. To do so, they changed their names when they began school. Leo became Allistaire, a strong Lycan Prince. In contrast, Luna became Aliyah, an omega who could move objects without touching them and read minds. But these abilities were not easy for her to control. Often, her nose would bleed when she used them. She had no one to guide her, fearing her parents might find out.

“The way I think of it, someone has to do that. Someone has to drive the Luna Crystalbelle Moon of Black Rock Pack crazy.” “And you’d be the one to do that gladly?” “Nailed it again, Princess. Max is the perfect son and well, I’m Analita.” “The rebellious princess.” I said, trying to get even with her at being called Princess. Analita grinned. “Well, we all can’t be the pretty in pink princess like you, Amelia, with perfect fairytale looks and everything else.” “There has to be that edgy Princess character, and that would be you, I suppose.”

said Amairas . " In the honour of what she is we will name her Cynthia , as she belongs to the moon ." said the man and the scene shattered in pieces . Cynthia was standing in the same hall with the crown . " So i suppose now you know ." said the crown . " I ....I ..I am the moon princess . " said Cynthia nervously . " Yes my majesty ." said the crown softly ." I hope you'll seen figure out a why to be at your kingdom , the kingdom awaits you and so do i . " said the crown .

I feel like I'm one of those bullies who takes advantage of their assets and make other people feel like losers. I maybe a Princess-like born with such fortune in front of me, but I'm still a human. I am also full of flaws and imperfections like any other person out there. Maybe I am a modern princess, but not in fairytales. --------- Third person's POV Sylvia couldn't help but lose an owl laugh because of what she heard. Now she knows the reason why her daughter went to Olivia Wines ’son’s office. And the business matters that it said are just a favor related to the selection of the construction company that will work for the new project to be launched by the company.

Joining Ilyria, they linked arms and stood before the monster. Now they saw the impaled ones, now silent: the Princess, Zlo, the Mogul, Astrapi, Madame Skia. They saw them and hesitated but Ilyria urged them on. “It is not so,” she said, her voice ringing out over the siren song, over the squeals of The Shackled One, “Look again.”

Not because he had no other choice "Are you crying?" "Princesses don't cry" she sniffled, giving herself away "Oh, I forgot about that. But lost princesses who didn't grow up in the palace can cry. Can't they?" "A little" "Okay. You can trust me. I won't tell anyone" "I love you too" "We should seal that promise" he murmured, moving up and down so she would feel his hardness. "I have you all figured out" she threw a leg over his stomach, allowing him easy access as she'd only worn a t-shirt to bed with nothing underneath it. Her favorite lingerie were safe and he'd only get to see her in them after he'd learnt how to behave.