Magician Princess Novels & Stories

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

"Not the Princess everyone expects you to be. The obedient daughter, the forgiving fiancée and the woman who smiles even when her heart is bleeding." Her crimson eyes glistened. "I want you to become the Princess I was never brave enough to become." Elly couldn't speak. "A Princess who fights for herself." Levara's voice cracked as she swallowed painfully. "A Princess who doesn't forgive people simply because she loves them, a Princess who doesn't sacrifice herself just to keep everyone else happy." Elly stared at her in disbelief as her voice trembled. "So that means...I wasn't dreaming?" Levara said nothing. Elly's breathing became uneven as she looked around the darkness.

I fumbled for the words. "I'm sorry, Sera... I know I failed you. I'll believe you. I promise. Please... just give me one more chance. I swear I'll love you properly this time." She settled back into her beach chair and picked up her juice. Her smile was as radiant as ever, but her eyes were cold. "Tell me," she said, her voice soft. "If this cup were to break, could you ever make it whole again?" She took a slow sip. "I'm happy now. You should go."

’ They sat her on the edge of her desk grinning like Cheshire cats, ‘You have earned the nickname of Mafia Princess because little half breed you are half Mafia and half Duchess, so we both think it is a very appropriate name and we will be using it too.’

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

Too much make-up and those jewels which were already in danger of strangling her! She found the customs of this country quite funny... However, her dress was perfect. Much more perfect than she could have imagined. Even the stylist, who had seemed disgusted when she had chosen it, had congratulated her on her "good flair". She looked like a princess. A real princess, if you took into account the fact that she wasn't one. She smiled and instantly thought of Mirabella... Mirabella was having a magical romance with her teacher, but she was going to end up breaking his heart if feelings ever got involved.

“I have never heard the like.” “They are in it together,” her sister stated, with a positively wicked grin. “Release me and you can take this one in my place.” “What’s in it for us?” “I will watch them. And when we reach land, you will be rewarded.” “How?” the oarsman asked. “Do you know who I am? No? The Princess Royal, rightful heir to the late King Gregory of Vercia. Take me back to the palace and I will give each of you your body weight in gold coins.”

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

“No wait.. don’t we need a special seat belt that won’t hurt our little princess” “Zac !” She giggles softly. “That’s not before … Well it’s a long time from now sweetie. Hey wait ... princess ? It could be a prince”. I turn on the engine, giving her a small smile. “It could be ... but ... nah, it’s a princess, as stunning and sweet as her mom ... I am sure”. “Aww Babe, you are the sweetest man ever”. She reaches over to squeeze my leg. “But I don’t know how you can be so certain”.

Their Princess is designated with a color of her own. “Now, my niece, like we have previously practiced, we shall use minimal hand movements so your opponent would not recognize the kind of magic you would use. Therefore, your adversary could not properly deflect it.” Princess Ava shouts her reminders to her niece before they begin once more. Her niece nods in assent. The water from the lake starts to ripple and in a split second, spears of frozen water shoot out from the lake heading towards Princess Aria’s direction. The Earth Princess forms an enormous earth boulder, speedily shielding her from the deadly icy spears.