The Princess Royal Novel Novels & Stories

But they weren’t mated and rumor was she wasn’t a wolf but a witch… “She’s untouchable,” Kaela returned, glancing around. “But can you imagine being her? Being in his bed? Even for one night?” “Even if it meant bruises?” Daphne answered, shivering. “Or broken bones?” “Especially so,” Rowena countered with a sly grin. “I heard he is a fierce lover.” It was strange hearing them speaking of being terrified and enthralled in equal measure. This wasn’t her world. It wasn’t her place. And yet, her aunt’s final words pressed on her heart. She was here for a reason.

Now the two spots at the table are between me and him. “Welcome Prince Mikhail Petrov, Princess Anya Petrova, Prince Gedeon Petrov. Glad you could make it,” Alpha Royce says with a smile that makes me wonder how he is relaxed when he has invited those that should be considered our worst enemies. Or so the storybooks say. I knew vampires existed, but most would not see one in their lifetime. They are a rare race and I doubt there are many left, but if these are royals… are they from the first line of vampires? Or self-titled?

~~~ The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness Book 5 of the Rossi Legacies Coming end of 2023…

“And no she cannot stop your death if you don’t tell me what I want to hear, even if she begs she cannot control your life.” “She will though.” he mused looking at me. “You know Princess you are something strange.” he mused. “But she is the only that can stop what is coming and you are going to be too blinded by it and you are going to fail, this royal family is going to finally fall.”

So I move close and kiss her lips, slowly, once and release. Princess has her eyes closed as I move back, so I take my time to admire her. Her beautiful lashes that are spreading out contrast her milky skin. Her cheeks are tinted with a beautiful blush, and the way she doesn't move doesn't open her eyes... it gives me a heads-up to kiss her again.

" Prince Percy shut the announcer as he walked into the Royal castle of the Andersons. The royal castle is a 5-storey building that covers 13 acres. The castle has fifty rooms that include the royal ballroom, the meeting room for the king and ministers of the kingdom, the king's palace, a royal mall, royal dining, The royal rooms, the throne room, The king's office, the queen's room, and the royal emergency hospital. Percy ignored the royal bodyguards that followed him into the personal elevator made for the royals. He was there for a purpose and with the way he rushed out of the elevator when he got to the third floor, one would think he had come for a fight with the king. "The prince is...

In the Eastern and Northern Kingdoms, Princess Vivian Druke, the only daughter of King Akmar Druke, is said to be the most beautiful female. This war is of her making because of her arrogance in killing a noble from the North for humiliating her. And I have to pay the price. Shaking, I lift my hand and trace my high cheekbones, plump lips, and brown eyes. Even my long, ebony hair is the same texture as that of the princess. The only thing that differentiates us is her birthmark, the one every royal within the Eastern royal family carries: a tulip-shaped mark on their wrists. The sounds of the maids crying out as they are cut down in the hallway have me covering my ears and squeezing my eyes

Thank God I didn't say the first that came to mind as soon as I opened the door or else I would have ended up calling the Queen “a daft idiot who doesn't get the point once because his ego is too bruised by a woman punching him. " I just swallowed and held the door wide open for her. “My Queen." Though my head was bowed, I could feel her death glare drilling holes into my head. “Mother." The Princess called her attention away from me and she walked into the room. Without wasting any more time, I walked out of the room and closed the door. At first, the room was silent and I was so happy I wasn't the Princess at that moment. However, I wasn't surprised because the tension between the princess

"Hey Princess I know you had fun last night and I know I'll see you again soon." I just rolled my eyes. He can be pretty full of it sometimes and I understand why . He's gorgeous. He has electric blue eyes and black curly hair. Let's not forget that he dated me the richest girl at school. I wasn't really popular though. I was quiet and only really talked to people if they passed my vibe check. I'm still like that.

I agreed as he wrapped his protective, warm, solid arms around me. The next morning, I dressed carefully in a pink pencil skirt, white blouse, and matching pink blazer. My hair was down but pinned back on one side with a diamond and pearl slide. I was every bit the polished Royal Princess Rori this morning to face the council. Image matters, it shouldn't, but I had learnt long ago that if a woman dresses as an idealic innocent princess, then the seed is sowed easier. First impressions matter to people in the superficial world of high society. My nude heels clicked on the Palace Marble as Ben, and Aiden escorted me to the council. Once inside, I looked around. Fr Colm Roche, the human watcher