Princess Aria Novels & Stories

I look like I've been through hell, which isn't far from the truth. A bug crawls up my leg and I push it off. My name is Aria Stone, and I've been a princess all my life. I've never had to work outside my training. I'm a warrior but I don't have any outside experience. I've never needed to use my combat skills to defend or kill anyone. I'm not even sure I can.

KNOX (cont.) Nothing could prepare me for the beauty of Aria as she walks through the door to her mother’s room. She’s like an angel floating towards me, and the dress that I chose for her is perfect for this occasion. She’s got half of her hair swept up as the rest hangs down in wavy, raven locks. Her makeup is light, with a natural look to it, making her look like the innocent Aria that I had fallen in love with.

He sank down and slid himself into her other opening. “Kiss me, Dearil. Kiss me while I enter you, my prince.” She sighed. “Prince?” He questioned as he neared her soft lips. “I’m a queen. You’re my prince-consort. My sweet prince.” Aria smiled. “My beautiful queen. I love everything about you.” He murmured as he kissed her. -

I looked at him confused . “Aria isn’t the Romano princess like we all thought , she’s more like a slave in that house.” He continued. “What ... what do you mean?” “Aria’s biological mother died when she was two , her father got married to Celine , her step mother , making Martina and Paola , her stepsisters . According to my source , Giovanni had never for once treated her like his daughter , neither Celina too. But they all pretend to the outside world.” No , no ... what is all this?

They throb now, pulsing in time with my heartbeat. The mirror across the room reflects a stranger: pale face, wild hazel eyes wide with shock, dark hair tangled from restless sleep. A sharp pain tears through me as Aria surges forward, her growl furious - That’s us, she snarls, voice sharp and certain, echoing through every fibre of my being. Princess of Shadow Ridge, Daughter of the fallen king. They tried to bury us, but we rise – then yanked back like a leash snapping taut. I try to reach for her, but nothing.

​ANG LIHIM NI ARIA ​Sa gitna ng bakbakan, si Aria ay naiwan sa nursery kasama si Alexander. Ngunit hindi siya basta nagtatago. Sa kanyang harapan ay ang Library Fragment na nakuha nila mula sa Buwan. Isang holographic na babae, na kamukhang-kamukha ni Aria, ang lumitaw. ​"Prinsesa ng Hohenberg," sabi ng hologram. "Ang iyong dugo ay hindi lang susi para sa mga makina. Ito ay isang frequency. Kaya mong kausapin ang planeta."

Maria asked, trying to change the topic. “We are waiting for my daughter-in-law”, Amelia said sternly causing Maria’s smile to disappear. Immediately, Arya enters the hall. She was wearing a pale blue silk dress that covered her lithe frame delicately. Her dress flowed on the floor as she walked towards the table. “Buongiorno”, Arya said to the table and took the seat next to Bianca. “The princess is finally here”, Maria snickered. “Good morning Arya, how was your night”, Amelia asked.

He finally fell back to the reality and closed his eyes that was filled with passion and opened it with another one that I couldn't see through , it was the cold one , he is hiding behind it now , behind this icy mountain lies a different man . "my princess , your alohorian's blood gonna get you in a lots of trouble , specially with me , I hope you know now how to tame them" he knows , how he knows, it's true i have alohrian blood from my mom , remember when I said she raised me her way ,truly , she did it because who is ever gonna be princess like me and go punch everyone like angry drunken manic , exactly like a aloharian would do , alohora the tribe rather than a Kingdom of warriors with

She looked proud and happy but there was something he wanted to know from her. He sighed and nodded, “You fulfilled your promise, I am proud of you, princess…” Before he could speak further, Aria interrupted him. “Not a princess anymore, Dad. But the queen of Cosa nostra. The first female capo dei capi. I Am going to fulfil my dream today, Dad. Your daughter is going to sit on the throne and wear the crown of queen. Don't call me princess anymore." Aria's eyes were determined and ambitious as she kept speaking, "I Am going to look at the eyes of those who mocked my existence, my gender and my abilities. I will see how they meet my eyes today. After all, I slapped their consciences hard.”

I turned my fury on Macro. I splattered paint across his ceilings, floors, walls, and all his expensive furniture. And he grabbed me in the bathroom, pulling me tight against his chest, his hot lips pressing against the side of my neck. "Sera... be a good girl." Sera? My parents hadn't called me that since Karen came home. They would only ever yell my full name, Seraphina. A sharp ache hit me, and I returned his kiss, turning all my resentment and pain into wild, urgent desire.