Princesa Flama Novels & Stories

Appropriate, considering the wounds this entire debacle was reopening. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to throw the glass across the room or finish it. My gaze returned to the screen. There she was. Elena—Princess of Moonstone, once presumed dead, now revived and radiant and standing beside Derek like the Goddess herself had plucked her from the afterlife for an encore performance. Her chin was high, her dress understated but elegant, her expression carefully measured. I took another sip of wine. Derek looked good. Commanding. Polished. A true Alpha in a tailored black suit.

More faces I don’t recognize. All creating the perfect opportunity. “Why are you smiling?” Teagan narrows her eyes at me. "Just remembered something," I say, standing up. "Gotta-" "There’s my favourite Ricci" A voice cuts in smoothly beside me with a slight English accent With the scent of cedar and something faintly citrus—expensive, understated- hits me first before I see a cream Henley, a dark brown leather jacket with slim dark denim. Aurora lights up at him. "Santiago,"

Queen Fiona nodded her head as if she was supporting her daughter whoever she chose. The Princess went closer to Zephyrus. Face to face. Only a little inch. The evil grin formed again in her lips. “My king would be…” She pinched Zephyrus nose and then continued talking. “Pyro. The Alpha King of Fire.”

He asked, emphasising more on the third option. Sia's eyes widened at the last one, and she rushed out her reply. "No, Your Highness, I want to find a woman. She is called Princess Diana of Moonshine." Instantly, the Prince's eyes glowed, turning murderous. Sia could almost see sparks of electricity in his eyes. His voice came out cold and blank. "What do you want with her?"

I didn’t know why, but I suddenly felt nervous and bothered. I was surprised when two girls pulled me by my arms. I was about to push them away when the girl with white hair spoke again. How could they be so touchy? Gosh! “I’m Venus, princess of Amien Kingdom, wind manipulator,” she said. We all sat down on a long, round sofa. The girl holding my left arm, with brown eyes and long, curly green hair, spoke next. “I’m Celestina, princess of Fleur Kingdom, I can manipulate nature’s power.”

I squirmed to lie on my back on the bare tiles,my eyes didn't seize to just do badly. “Oh my…. chosen mate!!. You look so……you don't look good!!”. Princess Elena barged in with her servants from the night blaze pack..she wore a black skirt that was hanging on her tie,a singlet and flat slippers to match. Her hair was packed in a ponytail,with so many beads on it which clearly relates to the message of her being the princess from the night blaze pack.. “Don't touch me!!”. I warned,when I saw how she advanced towards me with hurried steps.

"Royalties?" "Yeah they are the princes and princesses from different clans. The first who entered is Ivan Siegfried Martinez. The next Beta of the Wolf pack. He's powers is Earth Magic and as usual can transform into a wolf. The girl next to her is her girlfriend Princess Anica Jane Kendrix Princess of the Witches/Warlocks. Her powers is Water Magic. The next three are Princess Nathalia Isabelle Whitlock. The Princess of the Vampire clan. Her powers is Air Magic. The next one is Prince Harley James Kendrix, princess anica's brother. His magic is Fire Magic. The other one is Prince Pierce Jared Nickolaidas, prince ivan's cousin on the father side. The next soon to be alpha of the Wolf pack.

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.

"You borrowed my style." "Excuse me?" She removed her sunglasses. "This is my turf." Oh. Okay. "I didn't get the memo," I said, raising a brow. "You got a patent on white boots and genderfluid glammery?" She smiled. "You're spunky. I like it. But behave yourself, Snow Princess." I winked at her. "I dance like I tread. Unstable and fierce." She snorted. "Touché." And then she turned away, her perfume behind her like judgment and roses.

In such comfortable breeze, there came the presence of the fireflies, twirling mid air and around the balcony as if giving the lady solace for the absence of the light. For a moment there, prince Jion cannot seem to move a muscle as he beheld the lady carefully. Her scent then filled his nose which he didn't expect came as very pleasant to his senses. Most especially coming from the tribe princess who he was supposed to abhor at all times.