Princesa Fea Novels & Stories

Valeria was a kingdom of breathtaking splendor-a land of rolling emerald hills, sparkling rivers, and a towering castle that pierced the sky like a shard of silver. It was also a kingdom ruled by fear and whispers, much of it attributed to its sharp-tongued, unrelenting, and ruthlessly ambitious princess, Lady Daphne Vasquez.

“Good morning, Ladies and Gentlemen... Welcome to the main hall in Ocean Blue Land palace... This morning, we’ll be witnessing the virginity offering ceremony to the prince of Ocean Blue Land of ours – Prince Virando Augustin Kuandy... “The princess with her honorable opportunity to offer as well as present her virginity, purity, as well as originality to our Prince Virando Augustin Kuandy is Princess Sumico Kammal Lowie, an immensely beautiful, lovely, gorgeous, and flawless human-girl from the humans-realm.

[ELARA] Daphne Elspeth, princess of Wyvern, embodies elegance and flawless beauty. Her presence is radiant, turning heads with every step she takes. Even King Eldric seems unduly captivated by her, ostensibly for her assistance in dismantling the Elspeth dynasty.

In a kingdom named Drachentia, there lived a kind-hearted Princess that earned the nickname Drachentia Kingdom’s Winter Flower. Born from the esteemed Duke of Mountravven family. Her name is Fuschia Mountravven. However, after becoming a Crown Princess, her nature was exposed.

Hi all. Ozilla Gold here. I have compiled a few details about my world. These will help you to navigate well through the book. I have created a fantasy map for my world. You should refer to it. Princess Anastasia Aramaer: (Princess of the Fae Kingdom of Vilinski and future witch Queen of Lorea). Lives in Kralj palace. Prince Macilleus Volkov: (Crown Prince of the Silver Vales wolf pack. Crown Prince of Draoidh the wizard kingdom).

For her and Kaye. "Who is this Prince blah blah blah?" The little girl frown at her. "My name is Little Peachie and my Prince charming is Prince Caspian. He always saved me from the villains... like you..." Well that boy must be a tough kid. "I think that Prince you are talking about is a one punch man. I punch him in the face and I will get you to an orphanage and you will forget him and everything." Little Peach is about to cry. Her teary eyes is on her. Eyes coated with fear and water.

Her voice was hesitant. What the hell did she mean by that? “What?” I squawked. Yes. I. Squawked. “What the hell are you-” “Nothing.” She was very quick to answer, but I knew it was not nothing. “Tell me, Faye, or I will kill you....” “Um, the prince is with - women.” I growled under my breath. “Go on.” “And the women are all handsy and-“” “Are any of them Faes?” I grumbled as I gripped the phone tighter.

Genre: Explicitly Steamy Fae Fantasy Romance Female Lead: Deerah Gav, Half-fae, sharp-tongued, former rebel healer Male Lead: Greco Roman, Dark, battle-scarred Prince of the Nightshade Realm, cold and unbending . . . Deerah Gav didn’t bow. Not when the Queen of the Moon Court branded her a traitor. Not when the high fae sorcerers burned her wings into ash for healing humans during the war. And not now, as the obsidian gates of the Nightshade Realm opened with a moan like bone cracking under pressure, revealing a fae prince with blood on his hands and shadows under his eyes.

I could tell she was freaking out on the inside as she kept entwining her little manicured fingers. "For a princess like you, you don't have to work at a café, I just did you a favour, don't I at least deserve a thank you? " I asked her but I know she's super mad. I just wanted to tease her a little so she'd roll her damn beautiful eyes. No harm. And did I just call her princess? What is happening to me? Then she did it again and I couldn't help but compliment the adorable act. "You know, that's what makes you more beautiful than you already are. When you roll your eyes, that blue shade turn gray for 2 seconds." I could tell she was shocked since gasped and walked away before I could say a

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.