Steampunk Princesses Novels & Stories

The princess immediately went to the servants quarter and grab one men's clothes and wear it into her room. Randell is already in his room. He is bathing himself and scrubbing his skin when Chandra arrive carrying a pale that fill of water. Those water she carry has mixes with herbal condiments. Randell know her presence so she called to pour the water that has a medicine herbs. So lucky that Randell's head and shoulder shown on princess as she go through the room of Randell were Randell taking a bath of himself. The princess saw Randell's back. She want to close her eyes but she think, what if she will destroy the handsome pirate's bath? because of not behaving herself and can result into m

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It would only bring overly good news or overly heart-breaking news. I pulled the paper out after a few seconds and I unfolded it. It was blank. I quickly brought my thumb to my mouth, biting into it until I tasted the blood. I brought the thumb down to the paper until it was kissed by a drop of my blood. Words suddenly appeared. The vampire royal couple left nothing to chance. Dear Princess Zisealer of the Dragon People, first daughter of King Zahhak. We write this letter in great sadness to inform you that….

I returned to the letters, “Send her away.” “It is the princess, my king.” My hand halted on a letter I was tearing open. Serafina. The princess has come to meet me on her own. Interesting. I didn’t realize I needed a distraction from the letters until now. I dropped the letter back on the table. "Let her in.” Steven bowed and walked out. I waited. Seconds later, soft soles hit the floor of my study and she came into view. Smeared in dirt yet oozing the grace of the princess she used to be.

Each footfall echoed her determination to forge her own destiny, to embrace a world teeming with untamed adventure and uncharted possibilities. As the remaining princesses stood in the garden, the echoes of Omana's defiance reverberated through their thoughts, igniting a spark of rebellion within their hearts. Uncertainty mingled with newfound curiosity, and they questioned the paths laid before them, wondering if they too could break free from the shackles of tradition and carve their own destinies.

he said to them. Multiple women began to swarm around them at the very mention Venus was the new princess. "Hi! I'm Helega! Let's be friends!" "I'm Percy! Do you play cards?" "You have such lovely brown hair! I wish my hair was that color!" "What's it like being married to such a handsome Prince?" "Ladies," Bloodstar's said, shooing then away a few feet. "The princess will be able to befriend you soon. Right now, she is on tour."

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

A world of glitter and shadows, where nothing was ever as it seemed. And I wasn’t sure I was ready for it. As the Valisteen Princess, I had wealth, luxury, and influence. But with that came constant threats—Ray’s enemies, who seemed to be lurking around every corner. They never stopped coming after me, trying to use me as a pawn in their ruthless games.

Zed Alaric, Paladin Prince, holy hum and clean metallic scent clashing with the room's darker magics. The women: Xylia, Water Fae Princess, fiercely competitive; Thalassa Aegir, Mermaid Princess, serene and pearlescent; Dahila, Witch Noble, ancient power in velvet; Terrica, Earth Elven Princess, severe and judgmental; Zephina, Shadowborn Noble, cloaked in depths; Amira, Nephilim Princess, vibrating with celestial energy; Lyra Astraea, Celestial Mage, gazing at invisible sky charts; Morwen, Siren Princess, ethereal; Elara, Phoenix Princess, radiating subtle warmth; Petra, Valkyrie Noble, armored and formidable; Wren, Light Mage, gentle contrast; Rhysandra Nychus, Vampire Noble, compensating f

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.