Romans & histoires Princess Manga

Kenshi flamboyantly called, "Can I ask a favor and get a golden dust? Just a little." "Of course you can, your highness!" Mariposas answered in chorus, their sweet flirty voices irritating Mizuko. She even mocked them in her head. "Oh, I almost forgot. I have a companion with me." Then Kenshi pointed towards her direction. Raised brows, sharp eyes, cold glares were all on Mizuko and she waved nervously with a smile. "Her name is Mizuko, princess of the Hikari." "From the light?" "She's not that pretty" "Why is she with our prince?"

Prestoria was not going to be history any longer but only the gone Prestoria would be. Prestoria would be a magical place. The King took it from there. “There is no more war but we have been in this great pause for fifteen years.” The exclamation from everyone present began. “But our Princess here has gone through a lot. Being the only survivor after our brave sorcerer died, she went through a lot to save Prestoria, and now she has. I present Princess Angela of Prestoria!” The clapping was three times louder than before and she felt extremely special. That was when the jitters came in.

With Jack close at my side, I called Drake up to stand next to me and addressed the room firmly with my words. “For the sake of clarity I wish to inform all of you that this man, Prince Mandrake, is not only Prince of Kurr, but he is my step brother who I look upon as a blood brother.” The room went abuzz with whispers and speculation. I waited until they quieted down again to continue. “As you know, I am Princess of Kurr by birthright. I was brought to earth when I was very young to preserve my life after King Orvis killed my parents and seized the throne. Who is King Orvis? Well, just think of the black king and you’ll have an idea of who King Orvis is.” I took Drake’s hand. “For the l

Royal Guardian H E M I L I A "I don't think this is going to work between us." The Prince said to his lover, who began to cry. It's Princess Flora, her beautiful body covering her forms with prestigious clothing as a person from the aristocracy like a golden gown, her face spotless and round suited her perfectly, her blonde hair sparkling under the hot sun framing her face and lastly those blue eyes filling up with tears, heartbroken and desperate for his attention.

Just when it seems like we are about to come to blows, Sasha's scent begins to swirl within the room. Luis steps away, and I straighten my suit jacket. I look towards the doorway just in time to see my gorgeous princess enter. My eyes travel over her form hungrily. She looks like a walking moonbeam. The dress she is wearing is opal white and trails down to the floor. The V-neck is deep but covered in mesh. So while it gives me a great view of her chest, it is still modest. Her beautiful hair is in a low messy but controlled bun and her makeup isn't too thick. I am so glad I told her to dress fancy. She looks as if she is going to a human prom.

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

She said rubbing circles on my hand. I pulled away from her. "Of course he loves me I'm his mate and his wife. How could you even question that?" I spat at her my tears no longer sad ones. "Well he was engaged to a Princess before you because his parents needed their forces to keep the whole of the northern border safe from us." She said with a hint of spite in her voice. "Besides you are a bloodmoon baby that means you are no ordinary wolf. You are a royal as well which means as a blood moon princess you can chose your mate. You could even have multiple if you wanted too. But you have chosen a mate and he's marked you which means you wouldn't be able to take advantage of this gift without p

In a kingdom named Drachentia, there lived a kind-hearted Princess that earned the nickname Drachentia Kingdom’s Winter Flower. Born from the esteemed Duke of Mountravven family. Her name is Fuschia Mountravven. However, after becoming a Crown Princess, her nature was exposed.

"Do you want to marry me?" He kissed the tips of her fingers one by one. While bending forward, his hair fell in front of his murky brown eyes, hiding the contempt inside. It was too easy to deceive a woman in love. Princess Rina, the third of the thirty-seven princesses of the Dragsa-kingdom - in the number of princesses, Dragsa and the Icelands were vastly different - broke out in tears of joy. The happiness transformed her unassuming appearance with too big of a mouth and slightly protruding ears into a more pretty picture. It couldn't exactly be called beautiful, but at the very least it had some charm.

I smiled as well. "do you know Princess Dahlia?" I asked. I've been hearing that name since earlier, I'm curious about her. "she's one scary Princess. I don't like her" she pouted. "why? she's a Princess after all, you should like a Princess like you" I answered. "she's so mean. She's selfish, she's a brat, she's noisy and she's very annoying" she fussed. I laughed. "do you hate her that much?" I asked.