Romans & histoires Princess Aries

Then, my gaze shifted to Suna, demanding his answer. Suna cracked a smile at me, as if understanding my look. He then motioned towards her with one hand. “This is the princess of the great southern desert kingdom, Princess Aisya Rahasi Ulma.” “I see.” I said, and was about to properly greet her as a royalty, before I suddenly froze. Wait, Aisya Rahasi Ulma? Isn’t she one of Asher’s love interests? What is she doing here?

Not even on a video call! "Oh! She just went to the restroom!" Halley replied. When he looked in the direction of the restroom, he saw a girl being surrounded by the male graduates' gaze. Who would not look? Princess Ariya might be just ten years old but her beauty could surpass a young lady's charm. Her height and body figure were almost like a curve of a teenager. When she walked, her candy corn hair was freely flowing with the wind. Her eyes were always smiling and her rose petal color thin lips were alluring.

THE BASTARD PRINCESS (sequel to The Loney God) Ares is the crown prince of Zaeris. Being a hybrid makes him the strongest of his kind. Impressed by his strength and foreseeing his regime as a great king, he is blessed by Inanna (the one who pairs) to have a mate who would complete him in every way. She would be strong enough to crack his hard surface and reach his soft insides. She would be fierce enough to burn all his demons away. She would be the highest of all the queens. What he wasn’t expecting was an assassin from an enemy empire, assigned to kill his mother. What’s more contrasting is that she turns out to be the infamous Bastard Princess. She is half-demon, half goddess. She is cun

The stares of the guests were extremely intense, and I could hear whispers coming from all directions. I placed my hands elegantly atop each other, gracefully bending my hips forward with my eyes closed. "Heir of the Di Santoro family and Celti'ki. I, Artemis White - Princess of Europe and heiress to the White family - grant permission for you to place 'La Piaga Rossa' on my sacred body. Thus, I grant you the title 'Prince Consort', as my future husband", I replied, my words confident. Practiced. I'd been practising such a phrase since childhood, so that when my fated partner came along, I wouldn't make a single mistake. Who knew I would be using it here, now, with someone who wasn't my fate

“Your mother, our grandmother, Esmeralda, is a princess from Country S. Your father, Julio, was a world-renowned artist, but guess what? Your grandfather, Leonardo Valtieri, is now the newly crowned King of Country S!” Aria stared at them forgetting to blink. This sounded like a fairytale! Arlyle adjusted his glasses. “So, technically, you’re a crown princess.” Silence. Aria pressed her fingers to her temple. First, she was a legendary hacker, then a divine doctor, and now, this?!

Kill anything that will taint what I cherish. "Of course you can, princess." Aries waved over a nearby waitress while I amused my mate by poking her ticklish sides and making goofy faces. I ignored the waitress as she slid in front of us, flipping her hair and batting her lashes. "Are you two ready to order?" She tried to ask seductively. "Two? Do you not see my brother sitting beside our mate? I know her beauty is distracting but Theós isn't a small guy. You should have at least noticed him." Aries sneered.

A single scratch on him usually sent the healers into a panic. So, when the heavy wooden staff of the Royal Enforcer slammed into his back, the pain was blinding. He nearly blacked out instantly. "Stop!" Just as the second blow was about to fall, a shrill voice pierced the air. A figure dressed in extravagant silks stormed into the courtyard. The Enforcers, recognizing the scent, immediately halted and bowed. "Greetings, Princess Aria!" It was Aria, the Ninth Princess, daughter of the King and his favorite mistress, Lady Seraphina. She had a round face and large eyes—cute, perhaps, to those who were generous, but she lacked the true beauty of a high-born she-wolf.

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.

Aries stared at the parchment as if it might catch fire in the boy’s hands. A small, half-forgotten pack tucked near the woods. Remote. Obedient. Irrelevant. He took the scroll and snapped the wax seal between two fingers. One girl. Eighteen years old. Name: Aurora Price Dark hair. Blue eyes. Marked by the moon at birth. Spirited temperament. Unbroken lineage. Aries tossed the scroll aside. “They will all kneel,” he growled. “Whether they are the one or not.” Theron cleared his throat. “What shall we do with her, Your Majesty as it is her 18th birthday ? Perhaps we set up the largest of the girls rooms for her ?”