Princess Lina Novels & Stories

"Lina, please stop now. I don't like high makeup. Please make it light." Anna requested Lina, who was doing her makeup. But Lina shook her head. "No. You have to look good. You are the princess girl. If you look dull at the party it will have a bad impact on your character. So let me do my work. I have to make you ready like a real Princess. And don't forget I haven't gotten ready yet. So please don't disturb me, I have to finish it quickly then I have to be ready too." Lina concentrated on her work and began to doll her up.

As soon as Luna entered her room, the Royal Designer, Madame Dia, instantly grabbed hold of her wrist and began measuring her height, bust, and waist. "Oh my, it seems like our darling princess has put on a few pounds since I last measured her." Once again, the man was adorned in another fabulous and exaggerated outfit. His remark shamelessly reminded Luna of the delicious pastry cakes she had been having Sophie send to her room, which would explain the extra weight.

Who would dare to offend him? Zuko and Lina, representing the Hamerton and Thompson families, drew immediate attention when they entered the hall. What caught even more attention was the little princess they held. People eager to gain favor with the Hamertons and Thompsons rushed over, showering them with praise, whether sincere or feigned. Lina spotted Lena, not far away, with a faint smile. Tears welled in Lina's eyes, her heart a mix of emotions. Lena had been away for just over a week, yet it felt like an eternity. After seeing Renee, Lina missed Lena even more.

I was looking around when my eyes fell on the table where Arvan sat. His friends were handsome too. But he was extraordinary. I stopped looking at him. When I was about to turn I saw a girl with a pretty face. She wore a black mini dress with smokey makeup. She looked hot but kinda slutty for this place. She walked to the table of boys. She sat beside Alpha Arvan like they had known each other for years. "She is Lina, the Queenka of our university. She and Alpha Arvan are very close. Lina was the Blue moon pack's head Alpha's mate." Alice explained.

"Ariana! You shameless bitch!" Dressed in a gown, Lina was like a hysterical shrew, making no attempt to hide her ferocious nature. "Haven't you already seduced someone new? Why are you still trying to steal Jack from me? Why did you ruin my engagement ceremony?"

Max growled out. The woman’s eyes flashed with fear for a second before she smiled and greeted me again, “Princess Arabella. I’m Lina, Abi’s mother.” I was shocked to hear her introduction. Abigail’s mom? Wasn't she an orphan?

Daciana loathed royal balls and didn't fail to hide her resentment, she spoke about it all day and her mother had just enough of her banter sending her to her room as punishment but that was all Daciana wanted to be home alone and read the books she sneaked from the library, Apparently princesses weren't permitted to read books that involved science or sports only etiquette or tea parties so Daciana had to hide them in her gown and hid them in her secret compartment she built in her room. The royal ball was an important night it was one shot to get Prince Eric charms working with the princess of Loria but that very night of joy turned into a nightmare of agony. Princess Daciana, the black sh

Bridget, from the side of the room, mutters under her breath, "Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me." Victoria Mireaux rises from her seat slowly. "Excuse me," she says “Who are you, and why are you interrupting my meeting?" Lina smiles wider and gives a little bow of her head, as if mocking respect. "Lina Hartwell," she introduces herself smoothly. "A friend of Madam Julie's... you know, the Madam Julie. Perhaps you’ve heard of her?" The CEO blinks, visibly caught off guard at the name-drop. Madam Julie is practically royalty in the fashion world.

She placed her hand on my chest, completely unbothered by the fact that this was a public place. "Are you happy now? If you hadn’t come to my house today, Kya wouldn’t have run away," I glared at her, shaking off her hand. "What? She’s Luna. How could she run away on such an important day? Hosting the Moon Goddess Festival is the duty of every Luna," Lina said. "Shut up! You have no right to judge her! Get away from me, I don’t want to see you!" I snapped. Lina froze her eyes hurt, but she said nothing and turned away.