Princesa Novels & Stories

The adopted princess. “Winona.”

"Don't you guys recognise me? Even a commoner from Vesilios can recognise me." Stefanos turned to Draco, giving him that look as if to ask, 'You know this chick?' to which Draco looked back at the lady, trying to read her face before it clicked in. Eyes turned wide and lips parted, Draco stared in surprise at the lady before him. "Of course! How could I forget? The Princess!" "The what?" Draco turned back to Stefanos, pointing towards the lady. "That's Princesss Augustina, the princess of Vesilios, daughter of King Archibald the Great."

I murmured when Alaric was already out of earshot, swallowed by the throng of nameless people milling around. Alistair Rousseau's eyes lit up when his gaze finally landed on mine. “And I believe you are the Princess of the Kingdom of Terra. Princess Victoria Lyn De Cordova I presume?” I inclined my head a gracious smile painted on my lips. I don't know while staring at them, I have this crazy urge to bow my head and curtsy. “That is correct Mr. Rousseau.”

I challenged him. "Well maybe the evil spirit is actually trying to stop a certain spirit from fooling around!" "Hey, spirit." I said. "On a scale of 1 to 10, how much of a d*ck is PRINCE Ace?" '11' "Who's the ugliest and stupid looking princess in the whole kingdom?" 'R-O-S-E"

I gave him a smile to let him know that I remembered before I faced my new partner. Well suppose to be a partner. It was Nate, but apparently he was having a conservation with another girl. And he didn't seem happy. It was a girl with long purple hair that shone in the light. I remember from my lesson with Ace that she's Princess Camille. Her silver dress sparkling with different colors as if it were alive. Expensive non-metallic jewelry decorated her from top to toe. I'll say, she's beautiful. Camille, the princess of the Kingdom of Frae. The fairies.

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.

Annie stood like a guard by the tall window in her room. The moon in the sky looked like a shiny silver coin. Its pale light made her face look bright and dark in places, showing how smart she was, now that her eyes were squinted as she thought. She hadn't been able to sleep well since Isla and Prince Caius came back. The prince was polite but in a way that hid something Annie felt was very wrong. Isla's eyes were puffy and red from crying. Annie knew something bad had happened when they were out.

He added in his mind. Yris’s lips curled down. “It should be the kingdom of Elhasa.” He said. Raine stared at him. “The kingdom of Elhasa?” he muttered. Yris heaved a sigh. “It is the kingdom where the princess lives.” He answered. “… ‘the princess’?” Raine muttered as his brow twitched. He has a guess, and it was confirmed when Yris spoke. “Yes… Her Royal Highness Alf of Elhasa.” Yris looked at Raine. “You are her reincarnation.” He told Raine.

He thundered and Princess Lahore paused, scoffing silently, Prince Henkel scoffed, ruffling his dyed green hair. "What's wrong with the dress Father?" He asked, glancing at his sister who secretly thanked him for supporting her - Prince Henkel is the first prince, first child of Luna Luciana. Princess Lahore catwalked, turning around for everyone to see; the bum short revealed parts of the two sides of her non fleshy buttocks as she shared them that the king had to shift his face sideways, who is this girl becoming?