Magic Princess Novels & Stories

Majori’s POV: I… am not dead? With great effort, I lifted my eyelids, feeling exhaustion deep to the bone. The first thing I saw was a high ceiling covered in old European motifs. The gilded patterns had faded with time, forming roses and winding grapevines that intertwined like a frozen garden suspended in the air. At the center hung a massive crystal chandelier, its glass droplets scattering faint light across the ceiling cold, yet exquisitely beautiful. This… was the room Vincent had given me when I first came to the Silverfang Pack.

I just remember how grand it was from the outside, the white brick, the towers that reach high into the air, I never could comprehend its size. I remember her though, she wouldn’t ever come down from that damn obstacle course and I couldn’t keep up with her. She was too fast, even though I was older and stronger. Despite being banned from the palace I’d sneak away just to look at her. Is that creepy? I was ten. Ah well, make up for it now, get to know her and hopefully woo her. But how the hell do you woo a princess? I can’t give her more than she already has. I can’t buy her.

All magic has consequences if performed carelessly, Mi Rey…’ she bows low, and I look away, hiding my contempt. ‘And what do you get by becoming my luna?’ ‘Aside from being able to stand by your side and to rule over our land and sea?’ she asks, smiling as she looks me over appreciatively. ‘I will also get to be the wife of El Rey Carmesí. What more can a woman ask for?’ Power. That’s what she fucking wants. ‘And if I accept, you will not touch her or harm her in any way.’ ‘Of course not. She is free to live her life banging on as many doors as she wants,’ the woman replies almost scornfully.

Inside was not exactly a prison, but it wasn’t comfortable either. The room was small and empty, the metal walls covered with strange carved symbols and special runes designed to suppress magic. The air was dry and still, as if it were meant to suffocate whoever was there. On a low bench against the wall sat the princess. She looked smaller than usual. Her dark hair was tied back loosely, and her skin looked pale under the soft yellow light of a single wall lamp. She didn’t look up when they entered. King Malakor stepped into the room first; his presence filled the space immediately.

Just when it seems like we are about to come to blows, Sasha's scent begins to swirl within the room. Luis steps away, and I straighten my suit jacket. I look towards the doorway just in time to see my gorgeous princess enter. My eyes travel over her form hungrily. She looks like a walking moonbeam. The dress she is wearing is opal white and trails down to the floor. The V-neck is deep but covered in mesh. So while it gives me a great view of her chest, it is still modest. Her beautiful hair is in a low messy but controlled bun and her makeup isn't too thick. I am so glad I told her to dress fancy. She looks as if she is going to a human prom.

Samantha got up to place the ring on Katie's finger and it fit perfectly. Being in a beautiful gown in this magical maze with this gorgeous woman,Katie could forget that no one had ever loved her,not ever wanted her that she thought she would always be alone. Magical moments like these made her believe in a happy ever after and no one was going to ruin that for her. Not ever herself.

she mumbled. "I actually do. My job is to get you prepared for the real world and toughen up your skin since it seems like you're far from there, Princess." Aurora was facing away from him and she could not help the smirk that made its way onto her face. Her number one rule of life was to always be underestimated. If her targets underestimate her then they would lower their guard and therefore make the job easier for her. She had been treated as Princess her entire life and grew up pampered and praised. But there was some point when she decided to change it up a bit. She still enjoyed being treated like one and acting like a baby sometimes but outside of the house, she was a completely diffe

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

"How lucky you are! Because the brothers are handsome. Too bad mom doesn't work in their hacienda. She's in Manila." We eat fishballs. We are just walking to Masidlak Falls. It is in the hidden part of the coconut. Pass through the plantation of flowers. "I'll go to Manila as soon as I get money." Princess said, she seemed like a dreaming. We will go to Masidlak falls. I picked the rose and put it in my ear. I smiled at Maribel and Princes with open mouths. "Is it beautiful?" I asked smiling. "What !! remove it! Princess and I look ugly! When you are with us! " said Maribel and she laugh hard.

My breath gets caught in my chest at what I find inside, and it takes everything in me not to rush forward. A nursery. A god damned nursery greeted me with Jessica sitting in a rocking chair, clutching a soft looking cream bunny plushy in her arms. She wanted to be a mother, had a room planned for a baby to come right away. Gods, she was perfect and that fucker ruined his chance. “Princess?” I call softly, pushing the door open and slowly stepping inside. She looks up with wide, teary eyes, her face tear-stained as she tries to fight back the sniffles.