Princess Vivian Voice Novels & Stories

And he told me it had all been a joke? I stared at Derek, and suddenly, through the pain, I remembered what he had just said. "Vivienne had been forced to marry Prince Adrian." I let out a broken laugh. Derek and Vivienne both frowned. “What are you laughing at?” Vivienne snapped. “She told you she had no choice when she married Prince Adrian?" I lifted my eyes to Derek. "That’s funny. Because I remember how excited she was when she found out she was going to become Luna Princess. She even laughed at me about marrying the Alpha son of a small starving pack."

He was everything she remembered—polished, ambitious, dangerous. And then there was Darius. He spoke little, only when addressed directly. His voice was low, resonant, carrying authority even in brevity. While Kieran smiled, Darius watched. Every word spoken, every shift of posture, his eyes tracked it with quiet intensity. When his gaze brushed hers again, her wolf surged forward so violently she nearly gasped. She pressed her lips together, lowering her eyes as if studying the rim of her goblet. “Princess Elara,” Kieran’s voice slid across the table, warm with false fondness. “I had hoped to see you today.”

Violet said as she smiled, nodding happily. "Yeah. I would never keep a straight face I was the one in your position." Hayden said as he laughed. "You might even take a leak if it was you." Gabrielle commented which made Hayden turned red. "Y-You were cool, P-Princess!" Eve managed to say, albeit being nervous around the princes. Alesteria smiled genuinely at Eve and went to her side. "Thank you, Eve." Eve blushed and nodded shyly, hiding her face in her hair by looking down.

He shrugged on the jacket and pocketed his phone. “Yes, I had to obey your command. So you can show my work some respect and tell me,” she hissed scathingly. “She is a princess, a hybrid to be exact, and you know my feelings towards that kind,” he muttered. Viviane gasped inaudibly. “But...she can’t be bad?”

** Vivian's POV: I'm happy when the rumour about the prince and Brenda was going around, it happened that many females like the prince They can't accept the fact that she seduces the prince to like her When they walk past her they rain curse at him. I'm happy. I can't stop talking as u walk toward the training ground. I'm very pleased today for the first time since I came here. And I washed it will remain like this forever. That bitch is a useless slave. She should not be staying where we the honourable are and be beaten by people like me so she could plead with me to forgive her and I will wound her more. That is what I want her to be like for the rest of her life.

I jumped and kicked it up, so it hit the ceiling. "Wait!" She said when I threw the kunai I was holding with her. It took off the cloak she was wearing so I recognized who she was. "Vivian? What are you doing here?" I asked her. She's Vivian. Sister of Sam. Princess of Black Kingdom. "I'm not here to fight. I'm came here to warn you." She said. "Give me one d**n good reason to trust you?" I told her. She took out a whip and tied it to her wrist.

Princess uttered in child tone. “I went out. How are you doing, Princess? And, I’m happy to finally meet you. You look beautiful physically than the picture” Vivian uttered. She bent down a bit and looking at Princess in the eyes. “Thank you Aunty! You’re a beautiful woman too. I wish to be pretty like you when I grow up” Princess uttered. “Ohhh! Thank you, my baby!” Vivian chuckled and smiling deeply at Princess. “Welcome Ma!” Luna uttered. She allowed them to greet each other well before interrupted.

It makes sense now,’ Vivian’s eyes are alight with excitement. ‘What does?’ ‘You’re the Enchanted Forest Princess,’ Vivian announces. I pull my hood down, knowing I’ve been found out, but I feel I can trust Vivian. She looks at my violet-coloured eyes in awe and takes in my soft pale skin, rosy-tinged cheeks, small nose, and plump, pink lips. My midnight hair flows down to my hips. Ella and Grace are stunned. A real-life princess sits at their kitchen table with them, drinking tea. I undo the clasp on my cloak and untie the olive-green strings, draping my velvet cloak over the back of my chair.

I bow my head at the noblewoman, feeling nervous and self-conscious. “I’ve heard some rather lovely things about you, young lady,” Vivian says quietly enough that I’m the only one who can hear her. She’s stunning, but her presence is calm and commanding. I can only imagine how extremely well-respected she must be among the court. “I can recognize my family’s extraordinary perfumes anywhere,” she says, raising her voice to address the crowd this time. “With their highness’s permission, I can identify the potion that healed the princess.” Prince Eric looks at his sister, who nods at him slightly.

I just couldn't believe this like everyone else. Standing in the line of defaulters was none other than our head princess Vivian Klein. And in front of him stood our Ice Prince Ethan Lockwood. "Name?" He asked in his husky voice which made everyone look at him in admiration. His voice was serious and deadly as always, leaving no end for negotiations. She simply fidgeted. Truly speaking I have never seen her fidgeting. Being always treated as special,she never faced embarrassment and today our Ice prince was breaking all records.