Steel Princess Novels & Stories

"Oh my father asked for my help. Also the young Summer stumbled upon our island. However, we need to talk." Lesedi did not continue but made a gesture with her hand showing her hair. Selena understood that t was important. That only happens to the queen of white witches. It had been a while since a true white witch lived amongst them. Selena was part which as well. Therefore, Lesedi respected her as their queen. Her maternal grandmother was the pure white witch. Her mother had raven black hair with white strands. After her mother stepped down, Selena had to be the queen. She never knew that her own long lost daughter would turn out to be the queen. She was elated.

Then she got up to leave before anyone had chance to reply. Samantha couldn't help herself. She walked over to the paper and lifted it to read. " PLAYGIRL PRINCESS SHACKS UP FOR A STEAMY THREESOME IN NEW REALITY SHOW " LIVING LIKE ROYALTY"." Samantha reads the headline with horror but rather reads on then to see the expression on Katie's face. When she finally mustered enough courage, she was surprised to find that Katie looked amused, very amused in fact!

"Don't you guys recognise me? Even a commoner from Vesilios can recognise me." Stefanos turned to Draco, giving him that look as if to ask, 'You know this chick?' to which Draco looked back at the lady, trying to read her face before it clicked in. Eyes turned wide and lips parted, Draco stared in surprise at the lady before him. "Of course! How could I forget? The Princess!" "The what?" Draco turned back to Stefanos, pointing towards the lady. "That's Princesss Augustina, the princess of Vesilios, daughter of King Archibald the Great."

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.”

“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.”

I whisper. Erebus places a tiny kiss below my naval and whispers, “my little Princess.”

“That fairness of yours could stir up war among the princes or kings. Thine fairness above all else is thine curse ye need to bare.” Princess Alminah smiled. “I have been counseled of that too, shetai. My twin Leera wilt be with me to neutralize that curse who can stole men’s affection over the fairness of the skin I bare.” “Leera?” King asked. “Yea.” Princess nodded showing to him her shoulder. There, a metal wrapped around it which bore two heads of snake. “This is Leera.” “This made my heart felt easy, Princess.” “Worry not about the matter, shetai. My Prince loves me of surety not because of the curse.”

Her wings looked like they would belong to a dragonfly. “Tanz, this is our new Duke, Sir Scott MaComb, and his two children, Scott and Stacey.” Then Belle turns to our daughter, her eyes beaming, “This is Princess Elentari Amia Tirisil.” She holds a finger to her lips, “But this is a secret no one can know until we announce her to the Kingdom as a whole. You will be the only one allowed to attend to them while they are in their quarters. Until she is announced you may refer to her as Miss Silk MaComb.” Her instructions were absolute.

“Fix your face.” Wonderful. Then I saw her. Princess Celeste was already standing beside the table, her hands gently clasped in front of her, her head tilted slightly like someone had placed her there from a painting. She was wearing a pale lavender dress that fell like water around her ankles, and her dark hair was braided back with little silver stars woven through. Her posture was so straight and perfect that I am sure it would have made my ancestors applaud. She was exactly what the people wanted. Perfect. Clean. Unproblematic to the point where it was boring for me.

I gave him a smile to let him know that I remembered before I faced my new partner. Well suppose to be a partner. It was Nate, but apparently he was having a conservation with another girl. And he didn't seem happy. It was a girl with long purple hair that shone in the light. I remember from my lesson with Ace that she's Princess Camille. Her silver dress sparkling with different colors as if it were alive. Expensive non-metallic jewelry decorated her from top to toe. I'll say, she's beautiful. Camille, the princess of the Kingdom of Frae. The fairies.