Princess Ariel Mushoku Tensei Novels & Stories

“I’ll call Ophelia,” Tucker said, pulling his phone out. “That witch,” Ariel cursed, wiping the tears off her eyes. “She would never tell you anything.” She said even as Tucker began to speak into the phone, raining threats that made Kan wince. They really were going all out on her. But he knew it was useless. None of this would make the bitch surrender. He did not know what she and Ariel had discussed today, but he knew the woman wanted to show her hell.

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.

I bared my teeth, a growl vibrating in the back of my throat. He looked at me carefully. "Are you afraid? I won't hurt you," he said with a gleam in his eye. Ignoring the remark, I moved away, not wanting to turn my back on another predator. He got up and followed me. "Don't leave. You are Princess Ariel, aren't you?" He scratched the stubble on his chin as he watched me. "I've been looking for you." His gaze caught on the scar that I couldn't cover with T-shirts, the one that was crawling up my neck. He held out a finger, as if intending to stroke it.

Like a dog, she thought to herself but when Hegi pulled the chair out and she made to sit until a sharp voice from the door halted her. "You will not sully the queen's seat with your filthiness." All eyes in the hall turned to the presence at the door. Mare remembered her from the painting she had stopped to stare at on the day of the Dragon's birth celebration, the day when her troubles truly began. It was the princess of Arlankis and her golden hair, much like the prince's was pulled back. Hers was twisted into a series of complicated braids, short tendrils of unruly hair framed a perfectly boned face. Her eyes, like the rest of the family, were an icy blue that spoke volumes of her hatred

--- Yuki's POV New hair. New me. Correction: New iconic hair. Even more iconic me. I stepped out of the salon, running a hand over my newly snow-white hair. The dull brown tresses that had yelled, "I pay taxes and cry before bed" were no more. I now looked like an anime heroine with a bad trauma record and a glitter habit. Short—perfect. "I look like a deadly elf," I gasped, peering at my reflection in a window. "A sexy, emotionally unstable elf queen.".

*Elentari POV* I woke up the next day, happy the color was still in my hair. I curled it as best I could overnight while sleeping in curlers. I went to my closet and was happy to see more clothes. There was an extremely cute knee-length black lace dress with a built-in corset. A matching lace choker was on the hanger as well. I paired them with my knee-high heeled boots and smiled. I used a spell to create a magnificent curly updo with braids and smiled at myself. I felt like a princess today. I had come to accept my curves in the last few days and smiled, looking at myself from every direction in the mirror. This was my last day as a normal person. After today, I will be the Princess of Fae

His well-defined muscles and confident posture spoke volumes about his rigorous training and discipline. As Rara’s gaze lingered on Prince Xavier, she was abruptly pulled back to reality. “...Hara...Hara!” She turned to see Prince Ariel looking at her with a mixture of amusement and annoyance. “Hm...?” she replied, her voice distracted. “You’re drooling,” Prince Ariel whispered, his voice low and teasing as he leaned in, the corners of his lips curling with playful disdain. Rara’s hand shot up to her mouth in embarrassment. She quickly wiped away the drool, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson. Her eyes met Prince Ariel’s, filled with mortification.

-Aeroll " You already found your powers princess!! " -Master Asua " Crystal? Are you okay? " -Kyle " Princess!!/ ALEXIAA!!/ CRYSTAL!! " *BLACKOUT* Master Asua's Point of View The princess fainted suddenly. We take her to the Uyana in the castle immediately. Uyana is a magical creature that is as big as the thumb of people. Uyana is the only creature that heals our people. Uyanas' will heal her.

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

THE STIFF BONE OF MY CORSET DUG INTO MY SIDES stifling my breath as the carriage galloped across pebbles on the road. “Just breathe. Everything will be fine,” Kezira smiled at me reassuringly. But everything was far from fine. I am the shadow princess. Revered and feared across the three kingdoms for my fighting skills and yet, here I am. On my way to Revillon. Collins would laugh if he could see me now. Powerful Princess Arielle, reduced to Lady Marissa. Nothing more than an air-headed noble lady of the Revillon court.