Princess House Cookware Novels & Stories

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

Rhae took a deep breath, checking her fingers for any lingering blue flames, before strolling out of her chambers towards the greenhouse. Prince Valor was sitting down feasting on pastries. If he isn't careful he could become as big as his father. Rhae strolled purposefully towards the table before taking a seat across from the Prince. She gave him a pointed stare, waiting for him to stop staring at her with a pastry hanging half out of his mouth. Valor slowly took the pastry out of his mouth and placed it on his plate, chewing the bite he took before he pulled it away.

Alicia smiled "This is one of the reasons I want to be her friend, she sure doesn’t know these things. She is a princess who is used to receiving gifts and might never have been taught to give gifts” “Her mother did a terrible job of raising her then. She isn’t even fit to be Baroness, sooner or later we will get a replacement for her” Martha said in annoyance. Maria signalled for her not to speak any further as Alicia is still an outsider and the prime minister's daughter. Martha rolled her eyes at Maria. Alicia saw what Maria was trying to do and frowned. She sensed that Maria for some reason doesn’t really like her.

In the grand kitchen which did not just look like any other kitchen but the type you see in a royal house. When Annabelle took her for a tour around, she showed her the kitchen but she didn't actually put her interest in it. But now that she was staring directly at the elegant kitchen, she couldn't help but wow at the faccinating and outstanding equipment facilitated in here. The kitchen was like five hundred inches long on the edges and seven hundren inches lond on the sides. The kitchen had a large expanse and momentarily filled with both mordern and medieval utensils. There was a large desk not all wide but long covering quite an expanse with the gas, burners and stovicles on the top of i

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).

Handing over the container to HenYu I examine the other items placed on the wooden rack. "Whoa," he pulls me to his side "Look at these KeKe," he giggles like a kid, behaving like we are here for him. My eyes glints in awe looking at the carved hairpins, selecting the three most appealing ones I try to choose one. HenYu and I keep on examining each one of the three to choose the best one. "Which one is good?," I ask him my eyes admiring the neat cutwork. I haven't bought her any hairpins so I think this will make her happy, it's really worth to bring him along.

Kat, with the case in hand “Alright Ladies, do I have a treat for you, come and pick out a piece of jewellery.” The women look very excited at this but Princess Rota looked sceptical. Kat opened the case up on the coffee table. “Wow” the women exclaimed these are beautiful.” There was about 8 different pieces of jewellery, bracelets, earing sets, necklaces and hair adornments, all looking like real gold and precious gems.

He kissed me warmly and led us out of the jewelry store. I led the way over to the next store that I would frequent when I needed things to make Queen Delia’s special stress creams and anything else she would need. This store also supplied the majority of spices and ingredients that we used in the palace’s large kitchen to feed the entire staff and Royal Family. It had been a while since I was here. “Hey Karen! Good to see you again!” The shop keeper, Scott, greeted happily. “Greetings Scott! How have you been?” I asked as he walked with me over to the spice buckets. It always smells so good in here.

Kingston ordered, and Brent obliged, tight-lipped and muttering as he dragged a still arguing Alba out the door. The princess didn’t move. It hardly registered when Kingston reached her side and guided her to the chaise longue. Why would the people not know about all her hard work? She sacrificed daily for them and fought for the Parliament to focus on the good of the kingdom, their military, and their future generations. Why would they not know? “Have a drink, Ma’am,” Kingston urged and pressed a filled wine glass into her hand. She sipped it quite automatically. After a second thought, she chugged the wine until the glass was empty and the disbelief wore off enough for her to speak.

Madam Tremblay was always right. My name is Caroline Andermier, the heiress Princess of The Kingdom of Tresoria, daughter of King Maximus and Queen Lianne. Our territory was built where it used to be an old country named over its states being united or something of the sort. Almost all the history before the rising of the Kingdom was wiped away from common knowledge and the rest was forbidden for most of the people, including me.