The Black Haired Princess Novels & Stories

I also heard faint cries of women, making me terrified. “What was that?” I murmured. “The black prince,” Kuu answered. Was he talking about Amaris? I frantically stared at him, waiting for more details. “He’s the son of the witch queen. My mother once told me that the witches needed young girls to retain their youth. Maybe that’s why the black prince gathers girls at the right age and brings them to the queen. I heard that those who were taken away before never came back.” "That's awful. It has to stop." I mumbled. I bit my lower lip. My head was convincing me to do something. My hands were jittery as messes of absurd thoughts entered my mind.

she giggled. "y-yes, your Majesty" I answered truthfully. I shouldn't lie right? "Amelia, just call me Mom" she pointed out. "M-mom" I answered as I giggle. She then gave me a smile. "actually, there's a Princess whom continue to seek Philip and she wants to get married with him" she said. Is that Princess Dahlia? the one that Philip told earlier? "Princess Dahlia?" I asked. She nodded. "I guess Philip already told you about her" she guessed and I just nodded.

But in her mind, only a very beautiful princess would suit their handsome emperor. Aren't you also a princess? said a small voice inside her mind. She quickly shook her head to get rid of that little voice. Yes, she was a princess but that was before. And another thing, her face is not pleasant in the eyes of other people. The emperor might frightened when he saw her ugly appearance.

The girl says shyly. “Hello, Mandy. Where are your parents?” I ask. The girl, Mandy, didn’t answer, but pointed at the many tables, and it could have been anyone she was pointing at. “Is it true, you are a princess?” The girl asks and blushes. “Yes, I am,” I say and smile. “My friends say I cannot be a princess, because my hair is black. They say princesses have light hair.” The girl says, looking sad. I turn on my chair so I face her properly. And I lift her up to sit on my lap, and I am very much aware that everyone is looking at me.

She had no one to guide her, fearing her parents might find out. Aliyah kept her abilities to herself out of fear that the kingdom would see her as evil and compare her to her witch aunt, who waged war a year after her parents’ reign. How do I know this? Because I am Luna, also known as Aliyah Collins, an 18-year-old first-year college student majoring in fashion design. I am the daughter of the Lycan King and Queen. So, yes, I’m a princess. But as I mentioned, I am not like them. I don’t have a beast, so I cannot shift into my lycan form.

“No—impossible—” “She’s human!” “She can’t be—” Blackfang’s voice boomed again, sharper this time. “She is mine and she'll be of my blood henceforth and will be the new princess of Blackfang” Gasps rolled through the crowd. The words settled over them like iron chains. My legs trembled beneath me, my throat thick, my chest so tight I thought I might suffocate. Blood of his blood. Daughter. My mind reeled. The crowd erupted again, louder, chaotic, voices overlapping.

SOMA Jade pauses, eyes darting between the princess and me. She nods, giving me one last worried look before leaving the bathroom. My attention shifts to the figure by the door, and I sink lower to keep my breasts hidden. The bath remains warm, but the air grows colder. Sienna Rybak, princess of Shadowspire pack. It’s hard to miss the striking resemblance between her and the three princes. But with her bouncy red hair, she looks more like Kade.

The slave Min was about to speak when the palm of the princess's hand covered his mouth. "If you talk like that again, you will not receive a reward from me. Understand what I said to you. Let's go! ” And the princess drew her servant and went into the town market. The slave Min didn't even speak and obeyed her princess. By midnight, everyone was in the middle of sleep. Everyone in the palace was also quiet, even though there were a few guard soldiers patrolling around while every gate of the palace was guarded. Even the town of Sweet White Haven is so quiet that most of them are resting. Every corner was closed and no one could be seen walking outside in the middle of the night. You have no

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.

People lie and deceive you, but your feelings do not. What shocked me most in all this drama was one fact that I only realized later when the woman named Jessy took us to our rooms. I asked her about this mysterious woman that looked completely heartless and soulless to an outsider, and she chuckled at me while she shook her head. With a soft but somehow sad smile on her face she briefly turned my way before she answered my question, “That Alpha Neil, would be Alpha Alice Hell, the famous ruthless Princess and our beloved leader.” And that little bit of information left me speechless for hours. My mate was one of the most feared Alphas in the whole kingdom. I guess you could say we shared fi