The Grand Princess Novel Novels & Stories

I mutter, watching fresh blood trail down my leg, dribbling onto the rock. They call him the Immortal Prince. The one I think is up here, I mean. Naturally, when creatures as immortal as the pureblood's, who remain unseen to us commoner's eyes exist, legends are created. The Immortal Prince...Well, his are dark, and cruel. If I had common sense, I wouldn't be up here. Then again, if I had common sense, I wouldn't have slipped into a magical pool and turned myself mortal. “I never said I was a good person…” I hear Eyla say from the cusp of attention.

Lucifer Alpha's Slave is a Dark romance novel intended for adults readers only. This book has a villainous heroes, enemies to lovers, angst, and explicit/ intense/ kinky-forced situations. If you're looking for a sweet romance, then this book is NOT for you. *********************** Exempt from the story ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You should have knelt down when I asked you to. You shouldn't have challenged me but you did. Now, you will see my warth." "I am begging you, stop this." she tried again, maybe he will change his mind. It wasn't her fault she couldn't bow down to him. She just can't.

I relaxed back on the chair, letting myself have a moment of relief. “Have you seen the American?” A woman's voice caught my attention. I followed it and found two elegantly dressed women older than me within earshot. “The Princess?” the second woman asked. She wore a scarlet red dress while her friend wore light purple. “She looks lovely.” “Not her,” the Violet woman replied. “The other one.” “The other American?” Scarlett asked. She tilted her head slightly. “Oh, the one in pink that is supposedly dating Prince Frederick.”

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It's as if I've only just come into existence. I shake my head. "Someone must have used magic on her," the woman gasps, gripping my hand, her knuckles as pale as her face. One particularly strong gust of wind looks as though it could blow her off her feet. "Your name is Avila, and you are nineteen years of age. You are a Princess, in this territory, and this is your mother, Crimson. She is the Queen," Roel explains slowly, so I can absorb the information without fainting from the sheer weight of it.

The prince chuckled when he saw his mate's reaction, he pulled her to his sides and planted a gentle kiss on her dark hair. "Thank you, grandma."The prince said. Alessandra elbowed her made to the sides. "I'm hungry grandma, what have you cooked for breakfast?"Alessandra brushed off the topic because. "Come on, let's go inside."Grandma led the way followed by Mrs Sarah. The prince held his wife's hand and trailed behind the two great women. "Why didn't you inform me that you were coming to the province?"Grandma grumbled as she opened the wooden mahogany door and stepped aside for the guests to walk in.

His amber eyes bore into mine with what appeared to be shyness, but there was also something deeper, something more hungry. “Um.. Um..” I stammered, feeling like a fish gasping for water as I awkwardly tried to shuffle and make room for the man as he sat next to me. I saw him smile at me as he sat, then his expression changed as he looked at my name card. “You’re Eleanor Wright? Well that certainly makes sense, I am quite pleased to have you at my right hand this evening,” the Grand Prince said in a tone that sounded almost coy. “It makes sense?” I asked, desperately confused and wishing I could hide as I could suddenly feel multiple pairs of eyes focusing in my direction.

Vivienne and Lydia scattered from Princess Madeleine, and I saw them whispering to the other nobles. No doubt they were inviting the nobles into Madeleine's game of mystery. I wish I could take that back. But Princess Madeleine kept taking my arm and pretending to be an old friend. She rattled off innocuous things to me along the way. Her dog, for example, was so bloated from eating too much meat that she beat the slave girl who cared for it. Then there's her recent acquisition of new jewelry and fancy clothes.

I explained to Sonia what had happened and she sighed with her hand over her face. "Of course, you don't lie to me, you only withhold. I believe you but one thing you must understand is that Sofia did not leave because of that" "Did you listen to a word I said? She caught--" "Sofia is the Mafia Princess" Sonia suddenly interrupted me and my eyes dimmed in confusion, "What? What's that supposed to mean?" My runner looked me in the eyes and whispered, "Sofia is the long-lost Di Marco Princess"

"Don't rush. It's only been a day. Your body isn't a machine that can be repaired overnight. You've survived a major catastrophe—already a miracle in itself." I nodded. He was right, but if this life was saved only to be imprisoned by Vincent, it seemed hardly worth it. Ryder picked up a bottle of medication, deftly removing it along with the intravenous needle in my arm. As if speaking casually, he commented: "I've never seen the king treat another woman with such care. Not even his fiancée receives this level of attention." My mind went blank. I stared at him for a moment before whispering: