Princess And Her Novels & Stories

Her nose is high, and her lips are red and full. She is the lovely princess of Elhasa Kingdom. She is watching the dancers gracefully dance in the middle. Their bodies are vigorously swaying with the accompaniment of the music instruments played by the musicians that her father, the king, hired for her twenty-first birthday, which will be happening only an hour away from now. “Your Highness.” A deep male voice called behind her. Princess Alf turned and saw a handsome knight wearing red armor standing by the door. He has a perfectly chiseled face, thick and long brows, dark red eyes and flaming red hair.

Never would she have thought that he'll plan all this just for her. Unlike other girls, she wasn't a fan of going to the cinema, or having dinners in expensive restaurants. She preferred something very simple, and that's exactly what she got. “ Princess. ” His word called her attention back to him as he went down on his two knees in front of her. “ I want to be the reason for your smile and laughter. I want to be there with you and for you. I want to be the first person to behold your beautiful face in the morning. I want to share every moment of life with you. I want to be able to hold you tightly in my arms whenever you need to be held. I want to be your one and your only love. Please acce

You have successfully made yourself look like an idiot. I returned to the door and time passed and I wondered when the hell lunchtime was going to come. With everything that had happened, I had forgotten I hadn't eaten since yesterday. A guard approached me after a while. “The King requests the Princess' presence in the throne room immediately." I opened the door to inform her but she waved her hand in dismissal without looking at me. I guess she got the message already. She still looked as disheveled as when I left the room. It didn't take up to the minutes before the door opened and she walked out. The first thing that hit me was how wonderful she smelt. Like lavender.

Despite the Prince's distress, the determined young woman persisted in shadowing him everywhere he went and deliberately positioned herself next to him when pictures were taken. “What's wrong with me, Andrey? I am beautiful and sexy, have a degree from a prestigious University, so I am ideally suited to be your mate,” Herthia insisted. “Your fated can't be better than me, with me, you'll hit the jackpot. No one can help you fulfill responsibilities like I do because of my Royal family background since birth."

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

Althea clenched her fist and her lips quivered Lydia looked at her with a worried and sad gaze, she wished all this was a dream and that her princess wasn’t going to marry the Baron but sadly it’s not a dream. This is reality, a sad and painful one at that. The princess's birthday that was supposed to start a new faze in her life became a nightmare. Althea gripped her royal garment hard as tears rolled down her eyes, her whole body went cold..

I didnʼt think there was anything like it in real life. A prince and princess? We donʼt have such a thing in our country. Suddenly, her eyes sparkled. “Yeah! Theyʼre so awesome! Theyʼre so beautiful and handsome! They often get a perfect score on exams and quizzes. They also know how to use different kinds of instruments and even love sports.” She pouted. “Itʼs just that Iʼve only seen the prince once because he doesnʼt study here right now.”

The sight in front of me makes my eyes wide. The princess, fast asleep on my couch. Why isn’t she in her own room? I quietly make my way across the room. I don’t want to wake her, but what’s she doing here? Well, she can’t sleep on the couch; she’s much too good for that.

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.