Princesse Novels & Stories

Aynyra blinked at the change in the discussion yet answered anyway, "Kala, goddess of war. I suppose that's what makes me able to hold my own, when I call on her abilities." Aynyra was wearing some of Rhae's noble clothes, dressed in a floor-length lilac silk dress with flowers embroidered into the bust. Rhae glanced at her in thought as they exited the house and walked through the noble streets. Nobles who passed recognised the Princess and bowed, casting no suspicion to the Amiran guild member walking beside her. However, some waved down guards and pointed her out in the crowd. Rhae recognised the streets were filled with guards, out looking for the declared missingPrincesss. Rhae sped up

" A chill ran down my spine. Fear gripped my throat so tight I forgot how to breathe. "Josh, you're selling me out? "After all these years, with you being my best friend, you'd trade me for a stack of cash?" He backed away, shaking his head as he stammered, "D-don't give me that look... Ms. Emerson, the casino queen, is loaded–and she has a big thing for guys with your kind of birthmark. She'd wipe out any debt for a chance with one. "She's got her quirks, and you've got the mark. I figured–hey, maybe she'll dig you. You could end up living the high life as Mr. Emerson!"

It was a gentle tap, one only my Princess used. “Uncle Hunter.” Her voice calls out cheerily, and I chuckle. It seems she wants to pretend she didn’t see what happened last night. “Yes, Princess?” I call back, a long pause settling between us. “I made breakfast if you’re hungry.” Jessica stutters out. I grin, the thought of eating her cooking again making me want to rush out the door.

I will be your maid here, so order me what you want, please. Lian smiles at her fondly: Thank you, Lisa; you are really cute. shyly Lisa: Thank you, ma'am. Lynn licks her lips together. Lisa, may I ask a question? Lisa nodded quickly. Of course my lady is an American. Lian Potter: What is the safest What is the name of His Highness the Prince? Surprised Lisa: He is His Highness. Prince Maxus, the sixth prince among his brothers Lian is surprised:

[ELARA] Daphne Elspeth, princess of Wyvern, embodies elegance and flawless beauty. Her presence is radiant, turning heads with every step she takes. Even King Eldric seems unduly captivated by her, ostensibly for her assistance in dismantling the Elspeth dynasty.

The butler was not so gentle anymore. A dread formed in her heart. Beyond that were curiosity and a tiny part of desire. For what? To see his highness? To attend some sort of a grand party? When had she ever been interested in things like this? “Which highness?” she asked, knowing the answer. “The crown prince of the Kingdom of Maiestas, the prince of vampires, the righteous, Prince Reign Eclipsis.” Before his words ended, her attention drifted to the car windows. Was he in the car?

I wanna see who the Emperor is! The voice of the Announcer sounds out once more; “Bow in reverence and offer your most loyal greetings to the Royal Family! The first princess and current Regent Empress, Princess Rosalina De Lunarius Devereaux! The second Prince, Prince Theobald de Lunarius Devereaux! The third prince, Prince Gorge De Lunarius Devereaux, The fourth prince, Lukas De Lunarius Devereaux!” Finally, a deep vice carries through the ballroom;

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.

My brain felt like it was short-circuiting. "Okay," I said slowly, carefully choosing my words. "I think I missed a memo. Several memos, actually. What. Just. Happened?" Gayle gave me a sheepish smile. "Well, I guess the cat's out of the bag. That's right, Gabe. I'm a princess." She said it so casually, like she was admitting she forgot to pick up milk at the grocery store. "Princess Aria Gayle Kriszle Windsor-Valois, to be exact."

“Ladies and gentlemen, please, welcome, the arrival of His Royal Highness, Prince of Burkese, Duke of Winterbourn, Prince Isodore. Her Royal Highness, Duchess of Burkese, Princess Aimrose.” With respect, the guests stepped aside for the arrival of the Prince and Princess. They looked regal. The Prince was in a sharp dress in a royal uniform with his medals of honor pinned on his chest with Royal Family Order sash over his shoulder. The Princess was drop-dead gorgeous, making me starstruck in her black floor-length gown. I followed when everyone applauded as the Prince and Princess were about to pass by the isle. I was so drawn that I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. Something about her aura