Princess Butterfly Sofia The First Novels & Stories

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.

She climbed off the horse with hands wrapped in a glove she dropped the hood revealing who she was. The crowd around gasped and murmured either surprised she was still alive or rather shocked she graced them with her presence with no protection and a formal royal attire. She walked with shaky legs through the crowd till her gaze fell on the dissembled corpse of her parents. She went through the five stages of grief in that moment and that was the night Daci died and then came the birth of Princess Daciana. PRINCESS DACIANA

A gentle breeze was blowing on that warm spring day, bringing a pleasant feeling. The streets were decorated for the festival commemorating the founding of the Arventia empire. The people were happy and prosperous thanks to Emperor Donovan Arventia, Crown Prince Theodore Arventia, and First Princess Camellia Arventia ruling them. That was the official word from the court, but it wasn't true

"Really? Miss pretty?" "Yes." "What's your name?" "Sofia," she whispers softly. "Well Sofia, I want to tell you a secret." He urges her to move closer and she does. "I also find miss pretty very very pretty." He says loud enough for the rest of the girls to hear and they giggle. Sofia's eye light up when she asks the next question. "Does that mean you'll make her a princess?" He smiles and I can't help but admire how handsome he is.

“I really enjoy all these little bullying sessions, but I’m hungry. Growing young werewolf and all. You’ve been at this for four years; I think you can wait until I’ve eaten lunch.” Sibyl’s eyes narrowed. “The first thing I’m doing as queen is kicking you out.” The fear went through me as if I had been tossed back into that nightmare. I glared back at her. “You’re dumber than you look if you think Candido would ever give you enough power to do so.” Giving her the title of queen and all the power that went with it would be a nightmare. “We’ll see about that.” “I guess so,” I replied. “Are you done?”

“Sophia! You’ve brought your mother back, but you don’t know the truth—she wasn’t alone in that prison! She gave birth to a ‘cosmic child’ there, who now hides within that silver cloud. He is the true heir of the Moreno lineage! The one you call Soha was merely a guardian!” From the sky, the cloud split open, and a young man descended. His face was identical to Lucas’s, but his wings were made of lightning instead of fire. He looked at us and said, “Hello, sister! I am the new emperor of the Moreno kingdom. And from now on, this world will be my playground!”

The palace gates had not stood this tense in years. Guards lined the walls in double ranks, spears gleaming in the afternoon sun. Banners fluttered above, the silver wolf of her family’s crest snapping in the breeze. From the balcony above the courtyard, Elara’s breath clouded faintly against the cool air. Her palms gripped the railing, hidden by the folds of her gown. She forced her shoulders back, her chin high, every inch the princess she was expected to be.

She smirked and threw me a cute wink. My stepmother’s face turned red instantly, and she turned to leave in shame. “Not so fast,” Sophia stopped her halfway. “The next time you think of trying to abuse Paige, know that I'll be sending this video to the King and council, understood?” She demanded. “Yes,” Helena said, her voice barely above a whisper. “And for your information, I’m Sophia, the Princess and sister to the King, now run along, Bitch!!” With that, Helena left in shame, without looking back. While I stood there with my mouth wide open in shock.

The prime minister revolted for no apparent reason and tried to seize the monarch's power. Sofia begged the Queen of Grandia Kingdom, Queen Carina, to save her country. They were a friend at Diamante Academy, and she didn't have any choice left. Feeling hopeless and was forced to the edge of a cliff, she sought her out. Sofia bowed her head, suppressed her tears, and pleaded with Carina to be allowed to enter the Grandia's Imperial Harem as a concubine.

Many of the king's sons were crazy about hee, it made her get many matchmaking proposals from the kings for their son, even though she was only 15 years old. Princess Sofia walked gracefully towards Nathania who was standing with all her attention on her. Princess Sofia stood in front of her, showing her charming sweet smile and lowering her head slowly paying homage to the figure they thought was the Great Prince. "Good afternoon, Your Majesty! I am Sofia Grevaldia, daughter of King Julian and Queen Erika of Evangelia. It is a great honor for me to meet the Grand Prince of Lithonia!" she said gracefully and confidently. Enchanted everyone in the hall.