Princess Aria Novels & Stories

“How may I help you?” “Hi. My name’s Aria. I have a reservation,” I replied. “Of course.” The woman smiled and motioned me to the couches. “Would you like something to drink? I have champagne and sparkling water.” “Um, I’m fine. Thank you. Maybe in a little bit.” “Feel free to browse the dresses.” She pointed to the various stands filled with all hues of satin and lace. “I’m sure we’ll find something you love.”

She was still unaware of their true identities but it was pretty obvious at this point that they all were up to no good. She was ready to fight them all, even Verona cause she knew it was her job. She was the princess and she needed to put an end to all this mess. Her mother was far away somewhere trying to hide from all this mess, sending people to protect her. But Siana was different, she didn’t want to hide like her, she wanted to fight them and put an end to all these things. She wasn’t going to let stupid things like love dome in her way cause this whole thing was much bigger than her and she wasn’t the only one being affected by it.

Irritated by its sudden force, she quickly rolls down the window, rushing to her beautiful mother for comfort. "Now, now, sweet child, calm yourself," the goddess said, the words melting like butter between her lips. Her hair was a deep ruby red, her eyes as green as a meadow on a beautiful summer day. Her daughter had the same features, sharing almost no resemblance to her father. However, the daughter is blessed with her father's warm, enchanting laugh and quiet personality.

Carmen awkwardly waves to all the eyes on here. “I also have a special announcement to make that many of you will be excited to hear.” Arienne pauses for a moment before continuing. “The Moon Goddess has decided to bless me with a second chance mate.” Murmurs spread through the crowd. My breath hitched in my lungs. I pick at my cuticles, waiting for his next words. “Please welcome Amikat Sequora, your new Luna to the pack! Amikat, come up here, please.”

I will be your maid here, so order me what you want, please. Lian smiles at her fondly: Thank you, Lisa; you are really cute. shyly Lisa: Thank you, ma'am. Lynn licks her lips together. Lisa, may I ask a question? Lisa nodded quickly. Of course my lady is an American. Lian Potter: What is the safest What is the name of His Highness the Prince? Surprised Lisa: He is His Highness. Prince Maxus, the sixth prince among his brothers Lian is surprised:

"That little kid who fell in the water... that was you?!" The tips of Alexander's ears flushed. "Yes." "I've been looking for you for ten years." Sophia suddenly laughed. "But you were only twelve then, and I was sixteen. I'm four years older than you." She raised an eyebrow. "I hadn't even had my first crush, and you were already in love?" Alexander looked at her, his gaze clear and earnest. "Princess, do you want the truth?" "Go on." "Because you were like an angel," he said softly. "You saved me, and you were so gentle. You made me believe there was still light in the world."

Back at camp, Aria stood before the council once more. “There is no more waiting,” she said. “No more hiding. They want a Crescent heir to crown their darkness. I will face them. Not as a pawn. Not as their queen.” She looked to Varek, who gave her a nod. “But as a Luna. By my own will. By our bond. We stand.” The warriors roared their agreement. Tomorrow, they would march again. Not to reclaim the past. But to rewrite faith.

*Ariana* "No, I think this one looks better on me," Bel and I were arguing about which bikini suit looked better on ME. "ME" better. I'm pretty sure the ME was bold and in capital letters. Like, how can you tell me what's best for me? Do you know who I am? If you don't—which I doubt you do—I am Ariana Kings. The one and only. Last daughter of The Kings family. The princess of it all. I'm a somebody, mehn.

Which the previous owner of this body couldn’t do. My find felt hazy. I knew I was rushing into things. But I didn’t have any time to spare. Maybe this life was a second chance given to me. I had a family now. There was a man calling me his daughter. It…It felt surreal. Aria's story ended here. It was me now. I'm the princess. I'm the daughter of the king. The fate of this kingdom depends on me. I couldn't let them down. I'm not that cruel.

It was as if any sound might break the spell and scare away the vision that had just entered. There stood Aria Vale, wearing a sleek silver gown that hugged her curves perfectly. Her usually loose hair was styled in soft, effortless waves, highlighting her smooth shoulders, elegant neck, and those delicate, striking features. Under the warm glow of the lights, she looked almost ethereal—like she’d stepped straight out of a dream. Even with only light makeup, Aria’s natural beauty was enough to make every other young woman in the room fade into the background. Someone in the crowd muttered in disbelief,