Novel & Cerita Steel Princess

Sophia sat in her room, staring blankly at the mountains of luxury goods. From the day she arrived at the Sterling estate, a nonstop stream of items had been brought to her. Haute couture gowns, limited-edition jewelry, designer bags... they had nearly filled the entire space. "Miss Sophia, this is the pink diamond brooch the young master just won at auction." "These are the latest seasonal gowns, flown in from Milan. The young master said you like red, so he ordered the entire collection."

Siana said in an innocent voice as she looked at her, a smile on her face that looked innocent yet sly at the same time. “Make her lose control.” She explained. She looked kind of annoyed by all that had happened. She knew that Siana had enjoyed that whole thing a lot and it was all her plan. And that was what worried her so much. She no longer knew Siana the way she used to. The girl in front of her now was a cunning princess who would play with her pawns and use them to get what she wanted, she wasn’t scared to sacrifice them either. And this deadly game of chess was fun to her.

I don't know what to except, looking at the situation around me, we are surrounded, my family is being held hostage, and the guys aren't letting me go. "Victoria, you really are a bitch you know that", "True, but I'm the bitch that got your first mate", "Do you really think that you won, are you forgetting who I am, I'm THE fucking HYBRID PRINCESS bitch",

King Eremus said and left his daughter's room. Princess Elena is a very beautiful 20 year old lady. Her hair was mercury-purple and it tumbled over her shoulders and reached her waist. She had saccharine sweet lips. They were blossoms so soft that a guy would love to have a taste. She had a cheerful character and that was what made almost all the princesses want to be her friend. She also had a shapely figure that beat all the Princesses, but she makes sure she always wears oversized clothes to cover her shape. And her eyes were rapture-purple eyes like her hair, oddly.

Merrica City, Aeternum Diplomatic Ground, Great Pantheon Mansion, Central Garden. It was the 3rd day, since I have arrived here, at the Merrica City, though personally not eventful have happened to me yet, but that cannot be said for those around me, and true to my prediction as before, there really were the second party in the Civil war. That second party is the Lost Princess herself, Princess Helen Hallerus, The mistreated princess, with a driven motivation. And surprising enough, apparently she wasn’t controlled by anyone, but instead she were the one that has mustered her own strength and troops to rally behind her.

While pondering this, she heard a distant voice say, "Princess Christina, please." Emma smiled and turned to see a long corridor ahead, a group of maidens following behind, elegantly approaching. The lead woman had her hair elegantly tied up, secured with ten hairpins that resembled a cloud. Her refined and graceful appearance and exquisite and luxurious attire marked her as Princess Christina. However, Emma sighed inwardly. Princess Christina was only twenty years old and possessed an air of immaturity. A thick layer of pale gray makeup masked her naturally rosy complexion. Her complexion appeared wan, and the corners of her eyes bore the signs of weariness. But perhaps the most unsettling

Cassius snapped. “I expect obedience,” I growled, stepping toward him. I am here to enforce the Alpha King’s command.” Cassius’s mouth tightened. “You have no authority here.” “That’s where you are mistaken, Cassius,” I said firmly. “I am Princess Amelia of Silverclaw, the daughter of the Alpha King. Seeing me is as if you’re seeing the Alpha King himself.” “Whatever my son has done, it has nothing to do with me or Moonvale. You can leave,” Cassius stated in an attempt to control the situation. I wasn’t going to let him, not this time.

The lava haired girl said, extending her hand to him. Silver took the hand. “I guess, I'm, princess,” Silver replied, waving his hair. The grip in his wrist suddenly tightened. He thought he heard something crack. He wanted to pull his hands back and cry out, but he stifled his desire. Silver didn’t want to show any weakness before this woman. “I'm Andrea Drake. And Princess is not the way to go about it,” she said, blowing her red fingernails. “If you ever princess me again, you'll find yourself without bones. I hate that word.”

Her green gown, a shade that mirrored Prince Ron's eyes in her mind, accentuated her beauty, making her a vision of elegance. Princess Rose, on the other hand, was a burst of vibrant colour amidst the more subdued tones of the others. Her thick, red curls cascaded down her shoulders, a striking contrast against her light pink gown. The softness of the pink fabric highlighted the youthful exuberance in her eyes, making her an enchanting sight to behold. As the crowd murmured in admiration, their voices filled with awe at the beauty of the two princesses.

The party was about to start. Valentino led Luke and Alessandra to her room. Valentino opened the door and Alessandra squealed in shock. There was a princess ballgown in the middle of the room a shiny tiara on a small table beside it. Luke was shocked upon seeing the dress. It looked like it cost thousands. "Daddy, look! It's a princess gown!" Alessandra exclaimed as she ran to the dress. "Do you like it?" Valentino asked.