Princesses Rosalina Novels & Stories

He wanted nothing more than to burn this approaching figure to ashes for daring to put his dear princess in danger. "Tsk," Judas clicked his tongue and hissed. "I can't believe you have the gut to breathe the word aloud. Have you got no shame? Rosalina is one of your masters, you know. In case you forget, let me remind you again. She is a princess."

Amelia remembered meeting her at the crown ceremony party, as expected from the princess of the Lycan empire, she was extremely beautiful. Rosalina walked in, inspecting Amelia from head to toe as her hand rested on her chin, tapping her fingers on the chin and nodding her head several times. " You are beautiful on the outside. How about your heart? Are you beautiful by heart too? ", Rosalina was weird, asking her endless and strange questions. Amelia didn't speak a word, only let Rosalina speak and stayed silent as she inspect her. Rosalina stopped at once after she checked out Amelia. " The day is quite beautiful today, the weather is nice too. Let's head outside, it's about to rain, you w

She shed the revealing outfit from the party and transformed into the image of an innocent, sweet princess. The new attire consisted of flowing fabrics in soft pastel shades, perfectly tailored to highlight her grace while maintaining an air of purity. It was the version of herself beloved by every young he-Lycan in the kingdom, a carefully crafted persona that masked her sharper edges. Princess Rosalie had never been touched by any he-lycans. She was devoted to stay pure until Moon Goddess bless her with Prince Levante. Except the Moon Goddess herself knew that Rosalie was the opposite of what she appeared as.

" asked Lola, softly, coming up beside me. I shook my head; Leon's absence meant that I had no partner. I could not dance alone. Then I saw a beautiful woman standing out in the middle of the dance floor. She wore elaborate make-up, her brown hair in high curls and a gold crown on her head. The woman's crimson gown was embroidered with a rose motif in gold thread. She twirls her graceful figure around the center of the dance floor, the rose pattern on her hem sparkling in the candlelight. She was as noble and beautiful as a blooming golden rose! As she swayed on the dance floor, all the men's eyes were drawn to her. The men's eyes were full of longing for her! A flirtatious smile played upon

Unlike Emma who has her mind reoccupied with gaining recognized by the people the other princesses had their attention on impressing the King with their performance at the ceremony and lucky get to be the next ‘Princess Claire’ of Aither, afterall if Princess Claire follows her fiancé today as supposed one of the princesses has to fill in for her and take care of the affairs in the palace like she has always done, not will that Princess be the lucky one but the Mother to such Princess gets to run things in the Palace just like Queen Madison as be doing. Roseline look at Zoey whose eyes were on their guests examining each person, her expression sink as she admire her beautiful dress though sh

“Do you, Talia Lyall, swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth under the eyes of the Goddess.” Talia glares in my direction before sending a sympathetic smile in the direction of Vanessa. “I do.” Vanessa’s attorney approaches the stand. “Queen Luna,” he begins, and the crowd erupts angrily at her being called my title. Boris slams the gavel on the bench once again calling for order in the court. “What is your relationship with Miss Jones?”

Belle Rose also got hold of the drawing of the castle and the information that she wrote up of Hohenzollern castle. Belle Rose walked downstairs with Fatima, and they strolled outside of the hotel. They were told that the other girls (Anne, Ellie, Elizabeth, Harper, Naomi, Nora, Ruby and Zoe) are putting makeup on and knew that they would try to make Prince Willem fall in love with any of them. Belle Rose and Fatima knew that Prince Willem will not fall in love with any of them as they had a strange feeling that Prince Willem will fall in love with Belle Rose.

And standing right in the center of the ruins, under the broken crystal chandelier, is Rosalina. She is still wearing her white lace wedding gown, but the dress is stained with bright, fresh streaks of red blood. Her beautiful brown eyes are wide with terror, staring straight at me as three shadow figures—men with no faces, wearing the suits of the Mafia Council—step out of the dark behind her. "Christopher, help me!" she screams, reaching her hands out toward me. The pear-cut diamond on her finger flashes brightly through the smoke. "They are taking me away! Christopher!"

Her inferiority complex is really top notch to the point where she even commited a lot of unforgivable crimes That's what I thought before reading her point of view. In the latest chapter of the novel, for the first time, the villainess reminisced her life while dying at the hands of his long-time love, Duke Finniell. Princess Lalaine was the only daughter of the current emperor, Maxilla Ledecia, and the late empress, Elaine Ledecia. Empress Elaine Ledecia formerly known as Elaine Villadona was a princess of an allied kingdom Helliporña Kingdom. She was loved by the emperor so much but sadly, she died while giving birth to her daughter causing the emperor to despise Lalaine.

“I have never heard the like.” “They are in it together,” her sister stated, with a positively wicked grin. “Release me and you can take this one in my place.” “What’s in it for us?” “I will watch them. And when we reach land, you will be rewarded.” “How?” the oarsman asked. “Do you know who I am? No? The Princess Royal, rightful heir to the late King Gregory of Vercia. Take me back to the palace and I will give each of you your body weight in gold coins.”