Princess Alena Novels & Stories

Her exotic looks added to her captivating charm. As the daughter of a prominent military industrialist from the Northern Frontier, Aleena feared no one besides her lord, Hades. "Tsarina, my apologies for not greeting you earlier." Even Christopher, with his imposing presence, didn't dare to show disrespect. He stood up gracefully, offering a polite smile.

she did not stutter , good. her voice. I wanted to hear it again. but the name sounded oddly familiar. “ Alana ? ” I asked. “ from Marsa , Maria Alana princess of Marsa ” . she answered. she is a princess, it explains the elegance she wraps around her like a cloak . the bravery too for many would have stuttered and made fools of themselves. “ princess Alana, what brought you to the Empire of wolves. “ I wanted to know, could it be a war declaration? could something deeper be brewing that I don't know about? could she be a spy ?

She had no one to guide her, fearing her parents might find out. Aliyah kept her abilities to herself out of fear that the kingdom would see her as evil and compare her to her witch aunt, who waged war a year after her parents’ reign. How do I know this? Because I am Luna, also known as Aliyah Collins, an 18-year-old first-year college student majoring in fashion design. I am the daughter of the Lycan King and Queen. So, yes, I’m a princess. But as I mentioned, I am not like them. I don’t have a beast, so I cannot shift into my lycan form.

Before I could even ask her anything she ran into the bathroom and shut the door closed whilst giggling mischievously. I was about to follow her in there and get answers when I realized Princess had not carried any clothes with her and her stash of clothes in the drawer was empty now. Interesting. Time to have fun with my adorable wife. In less than forty five minutes I heard the door open slowly and I saw Alena's head peeking out with her body completely hidden. Well, her shoulders were bare. One thing I noticed and loved was the fact that her face didn't have even an ounce of makeup on it, yet she was still strikingly beautiful.

“We also need to send out an invitation to princess Elia and her mate.” Frena chuckled. “I don’t think she would come, last time I was with her, she promised to never step back into Sulcar.” Ilena furrowed her brows. “Who is princess Elia?” “She is the eldest daughter of lady Alene, princess Frena’s older sister.” Voyra stated. Her eyes widened with shock. “Why would she never want to step back into Sulcar?” Rhenka spoke up. “That was all in the past Frena, it is courtesy to invite her.”

Rina was forced to ask, then she chuckled. "I am not here to mince words Rina," Alina finally let out her anger. Rina sighed. "I, Alina, I am the favourite maid to the Prince, and no other dares crosses my path," she paused. "Huh?" Rina mouthed, more like a whisper. "I don't know what business you have with the Prince honey, but whatever it is, I would like to tell you in your own interest to cease it, let it stop..." she paused and gave a dry laugh, looking directly into her eyes.

she says with a wink. I gape at her bold statement. She laughs at my surpised face. "They will get used to you, i am Orphalia, Li in short" she extends her palm for a hand shake. "I am Althea" i hold her palm with mine for a second. "Come, where are you going. Whose team are you in" she asks me leading me forward. "I am Your commanders daughter, i dont have a team yet" she stops suddenly forcing me to stop as well.

It was a gentle tap, one only my Princess used. “Uncle Hunter.” Her voice calls out cheerily, and I chuckle. It seems she wants to pretend she didn’t see what happened last night. “Yes, Princess?” I call back, a long pause settling between us. “I made breakfast if you’re hungry.” Jessica stutters out. I grin, the thought of eating her cooking again making me want to rush out the door.

I can sense Alab, understanding the language so I asked him to tell me what’s going on and he started translating the conversation taking place. “She has introduced herself as the Princess from the Thalon of the North Kingdom, her name is Alina Rose Jera, the descendant of King Damir daughter of Aragon, the former King,” Alab said. “The king is happy to know that she is alive and wanted to know the details of what happened to her and her family” he continued. "She also has requested for identity to be hidden first to keep safe from those who have betrayed her family," Alab translating for Caleb. "So it's true that she's one of us?" I asked Alab

"At least you’re self-aware." Serena’s smile remained, but the temperature in the garden seemed to drop. "Since you insist on upholding the law, Julian, let’s do exactly that. By decree of Alpha King Alaric, I hold the rank of a Royal Princess, Third Class. Even your father, Elder Pierce, must bare his throat and bow when he sees me. Yet you, a pup with no title, dare to lecture me?" She turned her gaze to the older woman. "Matron Zhao, what is the penalty for disrespecting a Royal Princess?"