Lucas Who Made Me A Princess Novels & Stories

Lucian ignored him. “Alright,” Lucian began, settling into the firelight, “this is the story… of Princess Aria, Princess Arianna, and Princess Arian—three brave adventurers who lived in a magical kingdom.” The girls gasped. Cass whispered to me, “Did you hear that? I’m a prince. Obviously.” Adrian: “He didn’t mention you.” Cass: “I’m IMPLICITLY royal.” My father chuckled under his breath. Lucian continued, voice warm and soothing.

I nearly fainted myself, until he turned to look at me. “Lucas!” I ran across the room and flung my arms around him. I was so pleased to see an ally. He was surprised, but a bashful grin spread across his face. “I glad to see you too, Princess.” “How did you find me?” “I heard rumors through the facility, and I knew it could only be you,” he explained. “We have to get you out of here, Princess.” “Yes, I agree, but there are some complications, one being...I'm not the princess.”

Smacking my lips together, I look at both of their expectant faces and chuckle awkwardly before presenting the truth in its whole and naked form. "Uh... haha! As you can see, I look nothing like a princess myself. All I wear is pant and shirt, like a man. Jasmine, if you follow me through the etiquette of being a princess, you'll end up being one of the most badass princesses ever in history." I say, watching both of their reactions simultaneously. Lucien was appearing to readily disapprove with my suggestion, whilst Jasmine on the other hand was getting riled up to become the badass princess. "Yeah! I wanna be a badass princess!" She fists her hand in the air while we look at Lucien who sta

Luca stepped inside, and once his broad frame wasn’t blocking the door anymore, my mouth fell open at the view in front of me. Oh my goddess! Luca laughed. It was completely different from Ares' dark chuckle. It was airy, light, and somehow made me smile, too. “Yes, Dad got a little excited at the idea of having a princess, so he went all in.” “A princess?” I couldn’t help but feel like there was something I was missing here, and my eyes met with Luca’s ones which also seemed to share my confusion. “You don’t know?” He asked, and I shook my head hurriedly.

He said while moving away from Clara. "Alright, Lucas. How about we attack Anthony with our sweat now?" She turned and gave a mischievous look. "That's not allowed!" Anthony shouted loudly, "Lucas is my friend, while you're a monster. Monsters can't be with handsome princes!" "Handsome prince?" With amusement, Clara repeated Anthony's last words, "Since when did he become a handsome prince?" "Lucas told me that he's a handsome prince. After he becomes a king, I can be the prince to replace him."

All she could do was stare at Lucas and Princess Sonya making love with so much pleasure. “Now you are officially mine, My Princess,” Lucas whispered with the intoxicating voice of husky right in Princess Sonya’s ear. The reddish blotches on the princess’s neck and breasts were intended.

A pause. "You can let go of the boy." A longer pause. I heard Ian's hand come away from Lucas's face. I heard Lucas blink. I did not turn around. "Lucas." "Yes, Daddy." "The Princess came to the kitchen this morning." "She made me an omelette with two eggs and the rest is in the pan." "Did anyone bring her a message." "The lady with the black thing on her arm. She was rude to the Princess." "How." "She said the Princess shouldn't be cooking. She said the Princess was supposed to go see Grandmother. She made the face."

Stella knows Angelica Kenneth is the name of the Princess of Varson and this man, Why is he here even if he is after the Princess? The Princess is not here, Or is she? She turned to look at Lucia who was breathing hard, her eyes filled with fear and her face paler than ever. Lucia formed a fist in her both hands and was ready to make a move, the door was no longer going to hold on all this, the door had withstand all this for an unexpectedly long time. She has been anticipating her move this whole time and it's time to put that into action.

She wailed. “Stop struggling!” He shouted which made her flinched. “I am so done with your attitude, princess. The lords are going to be here. As the princess of Romania, you are responsible for presenting the empire.” He said in his greeted teeth. Princess Alminah could not do anything but to meet his raging eyes. Lord Troi was bit surprise seeing prince Jion dragging the princess towards them. Lord Sten and Princess Sue were taken aback when Prince Jion finally found his seat beside them. Princess Alminah silently bit her lower lip trying to hide her aching wrist.

King Alaric approaches, his presence commanding, and the room falls silent in reverence. “Princess Aloria,” he greets me, his voice smooth like silk, yet with an underlying strength that draws me in. “It is an honor to finally meet you.” I curtsy, feeling my cheeks flush under his gaze. “The honor is mine, Your Majesty.” “Your return brings hope to our realms,” he says, his eyes never leaving mine. “A union between us could solidify the peace we desire. Your strength, as a Lycan princess, is exactly what we need.”