Princess Marinette Novels & Stories

“I warned you, do not call me that name!” Her ginger-red hair instantly turned to silver but it reversed like it never did. Fuck! “What is going on here?” I demanded as I arrived at the scene. “Ah! Alpha Nathaniel,” The young-looking wolf spoke. She smiled coquettishly as she bowed. She was Princess Mara, the Western duke's daughter who was sent over to learn some handy skills

I said and she rolled her eyes. " Okay I really don't wanna tell you this okay. Martha is a witch, a very bad witch. Her mother, Elizabeth was my mother's handmaid. The day I fell, Sharron's mother drugged and slept with the king and she conceived. When they found out about Elizabeth's evil plans, she was banished and cursed. Eventually she gave birth to Sharron." " Sharron's a princess?" " Yeah..." " What? This is crazy. I was really baffled. I almost died by just staring into her eyes."

Kellisa Nilsson’s POV I was looking at the application that wanted to play as the Finnish Princess for this Husband Hunt that I was helping out as well. Princess Katherine Abigail Remes, the other princess that was not married yet when her sister, Princess Kathleen Aurora Remes, was married to one of the Virtanen’s grandsons.

"Oh no we're not done yet Ron dear. We were on our way to see how the twins were doing in the study hall." "What about me, Ron?" Princess Mariel asked, pursing her lips and folding her arms, looking angry. "Don't I look pretty today or is it only Mother that you can see?" She was dressed in pale pink robes with white edges. Her silver hair was let loose, flowing down to her waist and decorated with white flowers. She looked really nice. Zedekiel scoffed quietly. His sister would do anything for the human Prince's attention. Prince Ron smiled brightly. "Without a doubt Mariel. You always look beautiful."

“Princess, after all the attempts on your life, you’re sneaking out with Marina as your guard? Wherever you’re going, I’m going too.” I gave a small, humorless laugh. “Apparently, tonight we’re collecting secrets. So, Marina, where exactly are you headed? You’ve been disappearing a lot lately.” She lowered her eyes. “I’m going to see my mate.” I blinked. “You have a mate?” “Yes,” she admitted softly. “Only Dorrin has met him so far. We were going to tell our parents after your coronation. I met him just after my nineteenth birthday—he’s human, not noble. We wanted to be sure before telling anyone. For him, finding out his mate is a dragon princess was… a lot.”

Did managers get paid enough to live such extravagant lives? The building was barricaded by a brown gigantic gate and high walls—white high walls keeping the wonders of the palace-like apartment from the outside world. It was a two-story building, but the best Maria had seen except on late nights when she sat behind a screen and surf the Internet, planning and making budgets of extravagant houses to buy when she was rich enough. An all-white house with the only difference in color being the first four pillars visible out front, this place was paradise. He ushered her in, with so much courtesy Maria had ever received.

The drive to the restaurant was quiet, the city lights blurring past us like ghosts of memory. When we arrived, the scent of roses and the soft hum of piano music wrapped around me. It was one of my favorite places a hotel I’d visited with my parents before the accident. Every corner whispered their laughter, their love, their absence. He pulled out a chair for me, just as he always did. “So,” he began, his tone lighter now, “what’s your plan for Christmas vacation, Princess?” I twirled my fork slowly, pretending to think. “I want to go to Paris , Daddy for Christmas and my…” I let the words hang, glancing up at him through my lashes, waiting to see if he would remember.

She opened her eyes and could see how the pirate looked at her with fascination as she continued petting her. “You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen in the ocean,” Charlotte said keeping her eyes on Marina’s. The siren blushed with the commentary, and she also had to admit the pirate girl was one of the prettiest living beings she had ever laid her eyes on. Sure, back at home there were beautiful sirens and stunning merman, but Charlotte had something that made her more beautiful than all of them. This thought made Marina felt confused. Why was she thinking that the human girl petting her was more beautiful than other sirens if she had just met her? Why did she not feel rage o

Luca, on the other hand, followed me behind my back. Charlotte seemed to have a rather surprised reaction. “Greetings, Charlotte and… her mother, Ophelia Maine,” I said, slightly bowing towards them. Ophelia was mesmerized to see my appearance. “My, what a fine lad you are. May I inquire what business you have towards us?” She asked, observing me from left to right. I chuckled at her remarks and looked at the blushing Charlotte beside her. It seems like the princess didn’t expect that I’ll be showing my presence to her mom. “Pardon me for interrupting your talk. My name’s Damien Yves Etienne—” “Oh my! I heard of you, and your accomplishments!”

Before I could process what was happening, Duchess Marianne stepped forward, smiling sharply. "Your Majesty," she said sweetly. "How gracious of you to defend Princess Ravena. Truly, your kindness knows no bounds." Lady Vivienne inclined her head slightly. "I simply speak the truth, Marianne. Princess Ravena will soon be part of our family." "Of course," Marianne agreed. "Though one must wonder about the circumstances that brought her here. A discarded woman. Divorced and cast aside by her first husband." I felt the blood drain from my face.