Red Princess Novels & Stories

I looked away from her, letting my eyes scan the club that had every eye on me now and I let the smile stretch across my face. “Some of you must have heard of the unforeseen and quite unfortunate incident that happened at the Princess’s debut three days ago and for that reason, she was unable to be properly presented to the Realm.” “Axel, stop—” her voice started and I would admit, hearing her say my name for the first time did prickle at something I didn’t like and didn’t want to acknowledge, but I didn’t let it stop me. “So on that note, I present to you all: Amber Crystabel Moon. Princess of the Realm, heir to the throne, and my soon to be official mate in two days.”

“Father, you can’t do that? The king should not punish me on behalf of a lowly vampire, especially since I’m a princess.” Things became increasingly awkward, and I took several steps back, behind Sebastian. I wanted to disappear. “A princess should have good character and care for her kin, not treat them carelessly. This lowly vampire, as you put it, might very well be the missing princess, my daughter Sophia.” Laura’s jaw hung loose as mine did as well. “Please, take Laura to her room. I have more important matters to attend to than her outbursts.” Laura screamed, “She is no princess.”

--- I want to go along-- I was distracted from my thoughts by hearing my princess's voice-- I need to have a little talk with this woman-- she says determinedly, making me feel indignant. --- Scarlet is pregnant, I will not in any way allow her to stress and end up harming her health and that of our puppy-- I say firmly trying to pass authority. Authority you know you don't have when it comes to our female--Klaus claims it and inevitably I can't deny it.

Evelyn and Hugo tried to make her tell them what was happening, but she refused to speak and continued to ignore them even as they chased after her. “What is it with pregnant princesses and running around?” She heard Evelyn say behind her and reduced her racing step to a minimal speed to avoid giving her maid the same heart attack that she'd suffered in the hands of Princess Sunitra. As soon as she got to the prince's quarters, Odessa quickly stopped and watched as Eira walked out of Victor's bedroom with the prince right behind her. Her eyes widened when she saw the exact purple attire they both wore in her vision: a purple and gold dress for Eira and a purple regalia for Victor.

I spun around to take a look at the intruder, he was dressed in an all-black tux with his black hair covering his forehead, he was about six feet seven and had this aura that caused a shiver to run down your spine. His mask looked simple to look at but if one looked closely one would find out that it wasn’t just a simple mask. It gave off that enchanted vibe. I squinted at the fact that the stranger was no ordinary man, still, I don't care. I smiled politely at him before declining the offer. I was here for more important things and dancing with a stranger wasn’t part of it. The guy leaned in and I could feel his breath on my ears, I was about to turn around and protest when his words caught

_FLASHBACK_ I was able to catch a glimpse of the new princess. She was a beautiful baby. Her light mocha complexion and black wavy hair with purple strands within it made her eyes, which were a deep purple with flecks of lavender in them pop. She was going to be stunning when she was grown, and she was going to be mine. “What a beautiful baby girl you have there.” I drawled. “What the fuck are you doing here Ulrich? I have no idea how you were able to sneak through security, but you need to leave now before I call the guards.” Prince Harhream growled.

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.

Irritated by its sudden force, she quickly rolls down the window, rushing to her beautiful mother for comfort. "Now, now, sweet child, calm yourself," the goddess said, the words melting like butter between her lips. Her hair was a deep ruby red, her eyes as green as a meadow on a beautiful summer day. Her daughter had the same features, sharing almost no resemblance to her father. However, the daughter is blessed with her father's warm, enchanting laugh and quiet personality.

she mumbled. "I actually do. My job is to get you prepared for the real world and toughen up your skin since it seems like you're far from there, Princess." Aurora was facing away from him and she could not help the smirk that made its way onto her face. Her number one rule of life was to always be underestimated. If her targets underestimate her then they would lower their guard and therefore make the job easier for her. She had been treated as Princess her entire life and grew up pampered and praised. But there was some point when she decided to change it up a bit. She still enjoyed being treated like one and acting like a baby sometimes but outside of the house, she was a completely diffe

The fabric made a shushing, crackling sound as it moved, almost as pretty as the color itself. “Don’t lift your dress,” her momma said, and put a hand on her daughter’s arm to stop her. Purple Princess looked up at her mother, the edge of her skirt still halfway above her knees. And she smiled. She was wearing lipstick too—a cranberry stain mostly faded, smeared around the edges of her mouth. She was wearing her mother’s lipstick, just like me.