Steel Princess Novels & Stories

“Good morning, Ladies and Gentlemen... Welcome to the main hall in Ocean Blue Land palace... This morning, we’ll be witnessing the virginity offering ceremony to the prince of Ocean Blue Land of ours – Prince Virando Augustin Kuandy... “The princess with her honorable opportunity to offer as well as present her virginity, purity, as well as originality to our Prince Virando Augustin Kuandy is Princess Sumico Kammal Lowie, an immensely beautiful, lovely, gorgeous, and flawless human-girl from the humans-realm.

The underwater was calling me, gradually, and enticing me to come. "Finally, you've come to meet me!" Princess Amira spoke, and she had also got the sweetest voice I had ever heard. She gracefully sat on her throne, had the headrest of a shell, and was surrounded by pearls. Her high-neck sweetheart mermaid gown with dazzling turquoise diamonds around her waist reached the bottom of its hem. She was beyond beauty. She was ethereal. "I have got a message from my former Beta Louis. He said you were Alo, the CEO of Alrich Steel Company. Is that true, Princess Amira?" I was so bedazzled that I stuttered a bit, and my eyes didn't stop blinking.

“Honestly, if you wanted to pretend to be still out, you could have at least kept your breathing even.” “Are we sure she’s a spy?” “Who are you? What do you want?” I reached for my dagger but one of them lifted it and waved it. “It’s not even silver,” one of them said. “And it’s poorly made. I didn’t think the alpha king would let his little princess be so unprotected.” The other one chuckled. “It was surprisingly easy to snatch you of the street. Not a bit of a defense in you.” “It’s like she doesn’t know…”

The sheer scale of the event was a testament to its importance. Princess Isabella, standing beside her mother on the dais, watched the scene unfold with a composed expression. Yet beneath her regal exterior, a storm of emotions brewed. Dressed in a gown of flowing white silk contrasted beautifully with intricate gold embroidery, she looked every inch the princess—dignified, radiant, and untouchable. Her light golden hair, styled in intricate braids that cascaded down her back, and her icy blue eyes, inherited from her mother, shone with determination and guarded resolve.

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

His eyes stooped down to where my arm was still looped with Leon’s, and I was immediately judged. Why is he here? Leon didn’t seem to notice. “Come on, let me introduce you to—” “Who's the she with you, Leon?” A voice cut through Leon's words, forcing us to turn. She was tall, icy blue eyes with red hair pouring down her shoulders. “Oh my,” Leon remarked. “Celest, meet Zara, Princess of the Silver Pack.” I had never met her before, but I had heard plenty. The servants spoke of her in hushed whispers, their voices laced with awe and envy. A warrior. A beauty. The perfect match for Magnus—at least, that’s what the rumors claimed.

She took a few seconds to calm herself before she turned to thank Ambrose. "Thank you. My name is Heather, the princess of the Sea Mackie Clan. I came out to play today, but that bad man saw me and had been chasing after me ever since," she said.

Royal Guardian H E M I L I A "I don't think this is going to work between us." The Prince said to his lover, who began to cry. It's Princess Flora, her beautiful body covering her forms with prestigious clothing as a person from the aristocracy like a golden gown, her face spotless and round suited her perfectly, her blonde hair sparkling under the hot sun framing her face and lastly those blue eyes filling up with tears, heartbroken and desperate for his attention.

Just when it seems like we are about to come to blows, Sasha's scent begins to swirl within the room. Luis steps away, and I straighten my suit jacket. I look towards the doorway just in time to see my gorgeous princess enter. My eyes travel over her form hungrily. She looks like a walking moonbeam. The dress she is wearing is opal white and trails down to the floor. The V-neck is deep but covered in mesh. So while it gives me a great view of her chest, it is still modest. Her beautiful hair is in a low messy but controlled bun and her makeup isn't too thick. I am so glad I told her to dress fancy. She looks as if she is going to a human prom.