Princesses Of Today Novels & Stories

Anda smiled and The girl sitting beside her scoffed. "Hi..I'm An....Miranda Don Costa" Anda smiled at her. "Pristine..my name is Pristine" She said. "I'm engaged to the prince.we haven't been introduced yet" Anda put a spoonful of rice into her mouth. "Miranda" The Queen Called. "I'm the King's Mistress, The Thirteenth,They know me as the Thirteenth." Pristine smiled. Everyone froze and Anda continued eating. "I thought we established the fact that Improper things will not be spoken about while we are eating" The Queen glared at Pristine.

The sheer scale of the event was a testament to its importance. Princess Isabella, standing beside her mother on the dais, watched the scene unfold with a composed expression. Yet beneath her regal exterior, a storm of emotions brewed. Dressed in a gown of flowing white silk contrasted beautifully with intricate gold embroidery, she looked every inch the princess—dignified, radiant, and untouchable. Her light golden hair, styled in intricate braids that cascaded down her back, and her icy blue eyes, inherited from her mother, shone with determination and guarded resolve.

Aren pulled himself out of his dark thoughts despite the pain it bought to his chest, he was one of the few who would never forget the gift of peace that cost Declan his entire family. “Well do you think we’ll get to see those pretty little things?” Aren said suggestively a small smile playing on his lips. Declan did not need to ask to know what he meant. The four princesses were said to be the most gorgeous women in the land. Not that he cared, nor was he interested. He would never feel anything but hate and disgust for the royals who sacrificed others for their own selfish gains. “I'm not interested, remember why we are going there, Aren,” he said curtly as he raised his hand, a ball o

Staring at the building in front of him,Wan ke gazes it up to down observing how precious this place is for every prince of all states kingdom. Taking a deep breath in he lets it out with a loud sigh thinking about his days ahead,his life has always been different from others. He walks in through the arch in the entrance preparing his mind and heart for the new level of his life. Wale follows him in carrying his luggages. "Drop them here," Wan Ke orders stopping in his tracks in the path where everyone are gathered. The path is crowded with students who are the Prince of other states kingdom.

You have successfully made yourself look like an idiot. I returned to the door and time passed and I wondered when the hell lunchtime was going to come. With everything that had happened, I had forgotten I hadn't eaten since yesterday. A guard approached me after a while. “The King requests the Princess' presence in the throne room immediately." I opened the door to inform her but she waved her hand in dismissal without looking at me. I guess she got the message already. She still looked as disheveled as when I left the room. It didn't take up to the minutes before the door opened and she walked out. The first thing that hit me was how wonderful she smelt. Like lavender.

After her conversation with her mother in the morning, she has spent the entire afternoon locking herself up inside these chambers. Once on the streets, she has overheard two females talking about how princesses get all they want conveniently and how they themselves still have to work even though they and those princesses are from the same race and so they should be equal. Elysia has to say they are partly right, about princesses’ lives are easy and convenient. Because now she is getting bored and wants to have fresh air outside this suffocating palace. Poor her, she thinks sarcastically.

Today was her 18th birthday, and I came here to claim her as my mate and as the future Luna of my pack. "I'll now take my leave, Your Highnesses," the guard said after he escorted Morgana and me to our destination. Luna Cordelia and Alpha Archibald faced me with smiles, as well as their daughter, Princess Lysandra Hastings. We all bowed to each other as a sign of respect. Then, I looked at Princess Lysandra. Her hair had already turned white, and she possessed a very rare beauty.

According to my mum, she wants to spend a day with her beautiful daughter. What I didn't know was that, spending a day with her... meant I have to come for some kind of royale gathering. Royale women gathering, princesses and queens. I hate such gathering, cause it's to feminine... Women drinking tea, trying to be polite, acting so proud and rich... while trying to get info on the other person. "I have something to say guys." Princesses Crystal yells, hitting her wine glass with a spoon. Everyone turns to stare at her, "Sure my darling... You can go on and talk." My mum said. She's the host of this gathering and also a very respectable queen in the midst of every other queen in egypt.

We are the three princesses of the gang. Autumn, the bold and strong one, who always knows what she wants, I, until recently the absolute princess who was dreamy and airy, but now I am what I should have been from the beginning and I am proud of myself, and Maria is the one who enchants everyone's hearts literally and figuratively.

Now, Queen—Kween, with a K—was not the same. She walked in in her magenta pantsuit, braids down to her waist, and those rhinestone glasses that looked like they belonged in a K-pop music video. She didn't smile. She didn't frown. She just… looked at me. Her heels clicked like punctuation marks. And then she paused. Her eyes raked me from head to toe. She timed the fur coat. The white boots. The pearl clips. She tilted her head. "You borrowed my style."