Princess Intan Novels & Stories

Her arms were straight down to her sides, her hands in fists, and when the woman stopped and bowed before the queen, saying, “Your Majesty, I am Minta of Arnast of Eastbury, and as the Head of Voting for the province, I have been asked to present our Representative in lieu of a family member or nobility.” “Yes, yes,” the queen said, waving her on with her hand. The little old woman looked confused, but since the queen had dismissed her, she took a few steps over and paused in front of the princess. “Your Majesty, Princess Katrinetta, I am Minta of Arnast of Eastbury...” she began.

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

Excel answered, laughing. "Okay, if you really want to, Grandfather will find a match for you," Ilham replied. Hearing Ilham's answer made Nando, Excel, and Angkasa afraid. "Good night, grandfather." A beautiful woman came to greet Ilham. Seeing that woman, Nando, Excel, and Angkasa became too lazy to get close. "Diamond? You coming?" Ilham greets a woman named Intan. Intan is none other than a well-known model and has many achievements.

The princess immediately went to the servants quarter and grab one men's clothes and wear it into her room. Randell is already in his room. He is bathing himself and scrubbing his skin when Chandra arrive carrying a pale that fill of water. Those water she carry has mixes with herbal condiments. Randell know her presence so she called to pour the water that has a medicine herbs. So lucky that Randell's head and shoulder shown on princess as she go through the room of Randell were Randell taking a bath of himself. The princess saw Randell's back. She want to close her eyes but she think, what if she will destroy the handsome pirate's bath? because of not behaving herself and can result into m

He looked handsome, like always standing by me. "Let's go, princess," He said, and I nodded. We went shopping. I brought in so many clothes with matching undergarments. He demanded to try everything, but I would rather not show him what I have brought for tonight. "I so wished to look at you in these clothes" He pouted like a little child showing one of the transparent bikinis. I gave a peck on his pout and I whispered," Tonight you will see everything" "Princess, you don't know how much I waited for this night," His impatience was visible in his voice.

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.

~Bethany~ On our way back to our dorm, we are almost at the stairs when Zuri turns her phone screen to me, showing me a picture of one of the princes, Jayan Salazar. I can’t deny the obvious, the boy is a pretty sight to behold. Lazy carefree style, beautiful messy hair that I’m suspecting should be a signature of his, soft pink lips, and a minute jaw ridge. What a handsome boy. “Ugh,” I groan. “What should I do with that?”

--- My princess, I need energy, I don't know if you noticed but I'm a big and strong male, I need to eat a lot-- I say looking at her again, my gaze passes over her whole body, I know I must look like a pervert, but this woman drives me crazy She bites her lower lip, which makes my situation worse, my friend wants to be released Deep breath --- But it's just a little piece darling, I'd offer mine what you're doing, but he doesn't seem to care about it, I think he likes meat-- he says making a face, looks like someone didn't like the idea of her baby eating meat. She knows very well how to blackmail someone, she knows very well that I would rather give her all my bread and see her eat hers th

The party was about to start. Valentino led Luke and Alessandra to her room. Valentino opened the door and Alessandra squealed in shock. There was a princess ballgown in the middle of the room a shiny tiara on a small table beside it. Luke was shocked upon seeing the dress. It looked like it cost thousands. "Daddy, look! It's a princess gown!" Alessandra exclaimed as she ran to the dress. "Do you like it?" Valentino asked.

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."