Princess Of The Moon Anime Novels & Stories

With a roar that could split the sky in two, Mayonne shakily put Prince Ariel's body down and stood up. She was the Alpha. The last descendant of the Moon Wolf Pack. The ancient legends. Her wolf form exploded outward—a majestic white beast crowned in starlight. Her howl rang through the battlefield. Enemies froze. Paranormals whimpered. Even King Pose flinched. She moved like she was passing judgment upon the sinners. She tore through lines of line of enemies, her claws glowing with murderous aura. She goes straight to dismembered the fleeing witch archer. Tearing her to shreds.

Before Lucia could reply, she introduced herself, “Hi! I’m Cybelle, the princess of Moonlight Kingdom. I didn’t see you before. Are you new in the Kingdom?” Layla and Sabrina frowned and their forehead creased in confusion. “Who the hell are you? Alexandria is the Princess of Moonlight Kingdom. Are you fooling us?” Sabrina said harshly with her eyebrows furrowed together and her eyes narrowed while studying Cybelle carefully.

Greetings to your Royal highness Second Prince Koishi" Tabbing on his phone screen with the lollipop on the corner of his mouth, and a soft smile played over his lips. "Greetings your Royal highness Second Prince Koishi, I'm Princess Rosette" Koishi's jaw drops on the floor staring at the girl who stood right in front of him. Wearing the same navy blue dress, sparkling under the sunlight falling from the window. His eyes just then fixed upon her face as she slowly lifts her head up, a small smile spread across her pink lips. Koishi's jaw just almost drops on the floor staring at the princess in front of him. 'What the frog in the deserted area where are her eyes, are they really not there l

Sadie POV While werewolf society is composed of individual packs led by Alphas and Lunas, we do have patriarchy that rules over each of the packs. There is the King, Queen, and their children. The Prince and Princess are twins, Rosie and Rylen. Right now, they are in search of their mates because the King and Queen are ready to retire. Because there are two heirs to the throne, each twin is going to take half of the country to rule over to reduce the workload and so the King and Queen do not have to choose which child will rule while the other gets nothing. However, the mates of the Prince and Princess will need to first become a Prince/Princess and be trained in the royal ways before they c

Daiki stood up and tapped his shoulder, "Take your time. Come see me when you have your answer," * * * * Austin sat motionlessly on his bed. He tried to register everything he had heard. The full moon, whose light, penetrating through the blinds of the window, was shining brighter than usual. As he could not feel at ease, he got out of the bed and drew the blinds open. He watched the moon for a moment until he was interrupted by a knock on his door. It was his mother.

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?"

It was a living nightmare and Queen Gwen and Princess Rada just stood there looking at her; as above them the full moon shone it's light upon the entire kingdom. "Mother," Princess Rada said and the queen just stood there looking. "Mother, she is under the moon light but she does not transform." "Give it time," Queen Gwen said. "She's not transforming." "Give it time!" "She's not the one mother. We have the wrong one," Princess Rada said, still holding onto the other end of the rope. "No we do not! She is the moon essence . . . She will transform!"

If the prince thought he was walking into a mountain full of obedient soldiers and a broken omega still on her knees, he was about to learn exactly how badly the Moon hated being called wrong. ---

It was awkward, yet I wanted to watch her dream. In the moonlight streaming in from the balcony, I caught a glimmer of something around Sarah’s neck. Passing the time, he lifted the chain and peered at the pendant. There was a name engraved in ancient lettering that I couldn’t read. It had a birthday on it, and the date belonged to the missing princesses. I had begun to have my suspicions after their talk a few days ago about how she became part of Stormveil’s pack. I leaned back, realizing she reminded me of the Queen. Sarah had the same golden eyes as the queen, brown hair, and a face that resembled King Jorah.

The words hung heavy in the air, a vow and a warning. She sank to her knees beside the bed, pressing her palms together. She had not prayed in years—not since the day she had been betrayed. But now she lifted her face toward the faint glow of the moonlight filtering through the window. “Moon Goddess,” she murmured. “I don’t know why you’ve given me this chance. But I will not waste it. I will protect my family. I will protect my crown. And I will never let him destroy me again.” The fire cracked in the hearth, casting shadows like wolves across the walls.