Princess Ddlg Novels & Stories

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

exclaimed Sasha, nearly leaping out of her seat. "You know them?" innocently asked Luna as Sasha whipped her head toward the shorter girl, an expression of incredulousness displayed on her face. "How can you not know about them!? They're like super famous that even a village girl like me knows about them! That's Prince Zain, aka, the prodigy warrior prince, whose skills are unrivaled, not to mention his nickname is Dungeon Prince, Bearer of three Mysticals. While that girl next to him is the shining crown jewel princess of Rigel, who is spoken highly of across the Starry Galaxy. Praised for not only her selfless character, sense of justice, and intelligence, but of how she was chosen by a St

� 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕). 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉

The moment Delilah walked in her eyes casted on the owner of the private number, Arielle. Noemi noticed Delilah's tense stare, she had never seen Delilah look at someone with that much hatred. She thought Delilah hated her the most. Whatever she had for Arielle was nothing close to the stares she got. she often scoffed at Noemi. "Who is that ? She looks like trouble." Noemi spat. "Because she is. That's Arielle Myers. The gambling princess of Detroit. She looks beautiful doesn't she ?" Delilah half-assed complimented while clicking her tongue. "More like unbearable to look at." Noemi hissed getting pissed for just looking at Arielle's face.

I pale lovely elf woman all in white waved briefly to me and her silver eyes paused on Liam. "Highness, I am princess Alya. I'd like to send you and yours my sympathy for your loss. Darassan accomplished all of his tasks and then some. He'd grown so old that he recalled his past life tasks and did them as well. He is truly blessed and an honored soul. Liam, I do look forward to meeting you in the future," she said, her voice sounding like soft bells ringing. I glanced at my brother who looked shocked. He simply nodded his head as Alya used her hand to close the opening. "Close your mouth brother or a bug will fly in it," I mumbled softly and he snapped out of his trance.

The lady smiled softly as she shook her head lightly. “You know, my people found you lying unconscious in the forest, running down with fever and covered in injuries.” She traced the hem of her skirt but dropped it and looked Verona in the eye. “I like to side with the winners and you seem too weak to be one so I politely reject your offer. I’d rather work for the princess as she seems much more stronger than you.” Verona glared at her in anger as she heard all that. She couldn’t believe this lady was talking to her this way. She was supposed to defeat the royals and here she was talking about working for their stupid and useless princess.

The name was familiar and horrifying all at once. She clutched her fist and fixed her expression to one of confusion. Stella was a poor, ragged rogue with no hope to do better, alone. She was Delia, princess of the werewolf kingdom, wife of the crowned prince, and future luna. The guards looked at Delia and then her parents. “Where the hell have you been, Stella?” Her father asked. “Cozying up to these land-stealers and half-breeds?”

“Hell, the entire Dark Moon Pack isn’t worthy of someone as kind and as intelligent as our Princess!” People started pointing a finger at Kylian and blaming him for all the unjust things I had suffered under his care. After listening to the crowd for a while, he slowly looked at me in disbelief. “Y-you… You are the princess?” I didn’t reply to him. “I didn’t know…I… Della, please listen to me. That video… It’s…” Pushing him again, I looked in his eyes, and uttered with determination. “I, Della Cambell, Princess of the kingdom, hereby officially…”

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:

A herald stepped forward, lifted his chin, and unrolled a scroll so long it could have doubled as a carpet. “Aveline Asteria Laurel, princess of this realm, stands accused of treason.” Gasps. “She stands accused of conspiring to harm the queen.” More gasps. “She stands accused of attempting to destabilize the crown and endanger the royal family.” My breath left me in a sharp exhale. “That is a lie. All of it. Every word. Especially the last one. I do not even like this family.” Nobles recoiled. “She speaks?” “She dares?”