Princess Alena Novels & Stories

And now, there was another news that could either bring glory or tragedy to the city. I glanced at Miss Morelli… or should I begin calling her princess Alena now? Or maybe the ex-Hunter Queen? Damn it. I’m not sure how to address her anymore. No one could guess that she was princess Alena because of the color of her hair. Prince Alexis inherited his black hair from his mother while princess Alena’s hair was silver just like her father. Miss Morelli, on the other hand, had black hair at the moment. When they were babies, their blood scent screamed their royal status. They had the most fragrant bloo

says Viishaun as he forks out a slice of cinnamon cake. "He didn't tell me about him leaving..." Alena murmured in disappointment. She was worried that the prince would forget about her during those years they weren't in touch. She stood up and excused herself, but before she could make another step, Prince Vinziel blocked her way. "Where are you going, my lady? Leaving so soon?" Vinziel handed over a flower to Alena. "I don't need this flower. If I knew... you'd be giving flowers to those foreign ladies. Your Highness, get out of my way," says Alena as she refuses to accept the flower.

“You keep calling me your highness but you know my position. I am ranked even lower than your grace. I feel weird so……Just call me Alana” “I can’t do that, your highness. You should be more aware of your position. You are the Third Princess of the Prosperous Kingdom of Ducroft. You should hold your head high and command those who despise you” Alana was caught off guard. He looked serious, picking up his tea cup like he hadn’t just said something that would change her life forever. “Pfft-hahahahahaha! You’re an amusing man, your grace” “I am honored that you find me amusing, your highness”

The woman has honey-blonde hair with magnificent cognac brown eyes, shining full of life and youth. She is wearing a knight uniform as her smile was wide, a badge on her right chest which she is proudly showing off. 'Alana.' was what is written at the bottom of the frame. This woman is the princess's mother and the late empress, who is born from a commoner's blood and a noble's blood. Nicholae was never really interested in her since she only saw her once back then but the more she stare at her, the more Alesteria's face resembles her more than the emperor.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

25 ANNALISE I jolted upright, the remnants of a dream clinging to me like cobwebs. A dream filled with whispered promises and stolen kisses under a canopy of stars – a dream featuring a certain infuriatingly handsome knight named Adrian. A giddy smile stretched across my face. Today was the day! The day I, Annalisa du Wales, would finally present my business proposition to the Queen herself, right there in the glorious Royal Palace. My heart did a little victory lap in my chest. This wasn’t just any business proposition, mind you. This was my brainchild, a revolutionary new loom design that would change the textile industry – faster, more efficient, and guaranteed to produce the most exquisi

People lie and deceive you, but your feelings do not. What shocked me most in all this drama was one fact that I only realized later when the woman named Jessy took us to our rooms. I asked her about this mysterious woman that looked completely heartless and soulless to an outsider, and she chuckled at me while she shook her head. With a soft but somehow sad smile on her face she briefly turned my way before she answered my question, “That Alpha Neil, would be Alpha Alice Hell, the famous ruthless Princess and our beloved leader.” And that little bit of information left me speechless for hours. My mate was one of the most feared Alphas in the whole kingdom. I guess you could say we shared fi

I am headed back to the pack hall to call my mate when I run into my mate. “Hey. The party was getting boring, so I left." She mumbles. I nod my head at her and ask, “Where is Lucinda?" Alena shrugs and starts playing with her hair. I silently watch her, now clearly seeing the similarities between her and Queen Tess. She got her mother's eyes and nose, while she got her father's hair color. She is basically a younger version of Queen Tess but with a different hair colour. I don't know why I didn't notice it earlier.

"You'll get what's due to you. I assure you. Once the plan is completed and I get my hands on Elsa, be assured that you'll get exactly what you deserve. I'll arrange that once I get my Pack back with your help and with the help of the Alpha." I felt a bit dry so I coughed twice and continued. "There's a lady that I want you to rescue too. Her name is Alina. She's the Princess of the Runway Pack." "Prince Murray?" Mandy cut in. She didn't seem happy to hear that at all. Competition wasn't always the best thing and I knew that. Yet, I couldn't leave my mate locked up. "She has to be freed," I maintained. "She's very instrumental in my plans to get what I want…"

“Yes I served in the Ziion Military, and still call Ziion home and King Levis my King” “Ok that’s good enough for me. We have only one source but we believe on your Planet, you have a missing princess, she is a twin to Princess Rota” “Mia” said Alex looking to Dora, Dora’s eyes widened. As they both thought through her circumstances it made sense, she even had similar featured to the king” “Yes it does make sense” said Alex over the line “What would you have us do, I imagine you already know we don’t have much in the way of anything useful here.” Said Alex