The Twin Princesses Mga Nobela at Kwento

"We are no different from him, Isaias. If our Angel knows, we have been deceiving her. She will be angry and heartbroken too." "But we never wanted to leave her alone, right? Our princess will understand." Maniac or Psycho, it was a simple understatement for the twins who were smiling smugly. They were truly proud of what they were doing, and they knew honestly, it would lead to a big mess shortly. _________________

The thought of disappointing her ached when it was such a simple fix. Luckily, he had until tomorrow to pull himself together. "Your Majesty?" I looked up at the attendant entering the room. "The twins are here." I got to my feet and followed her down the hallway to the birthing room. Amy was asleep, a ripple of healing magic washed over her. The twins were in bassinets. Grace stood over them, looking down with an expression I couldn't name. "I hate it," she said softly. I approached her and peered down, smiling at the two little bundles, each of them wrapped into a royal color: gold for a princess and red for a prince.

No one knew that they are Prince and Princess of the most powerful Vampire King and Queen owning two Kingdoms, in their country. The twins knew the very reason why they are here now in the US. They are here not only to study but most of all, to be away from the Supremo King. They cannot divulge their true identities even their faces. Hence, both of them uses eyeglasses and their hair colors were changed. They only call each other based on their new nicknames. Neoma’s nickname is Nea and Quacey is Ace. Neoma, from golden curls, is now a young lady with black straight hair, while Quacey changed her former golden hair into brownish.

What better way to get back at Julian, to make him regret his own game and reclaim my stolen self-worth, than by accepting the outrageous offer of these two handsome strangers? But... My eyes travel between the both of them once again before instinctively dipping towards their lower halves. With faces and attitudes like theirs, there was no way they didn't pack a punch. One is hot enough, but two? That’s a fantasy I never knew I had. “So, what’s it going to be, princess?” the brown-haired twin asks, pulling me from my thoughts. “Are you going to let us make your night, or are you going to run back to your little husband with your tail between your legs?”

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

She lost her crown, her name, and her face—only to discover the truth behind the throne. Ariana Ophelia possessed everything a woman could desire: a crown, a kingdom, total power, and a prince who swore his devotion. Determined to prove herself stronger than her late father, she ruled Roseberst with an iron fist, trading compassion for absolute authority. Until she goes to sleep a ruthless queen—and wakes up a powerless servant. Trapped in the battered body of Elena, a maid she humiliated hours before, Ariana wakes into a twisted reality: her dead father is alive, the palace is subtly changed, and another woman sits on her throne—wearing Ariana’s exact face. When Ariana tries to re

The twins froze when they noticed us, tilting their heads way back to look up at us. “Oh, those are my mates. That’s Gunnar, and that’s Henrik. They’re twins like you, just not identical. Their wolves are, though. And just like you, their wolves have a birthmark on opposite hind legs.” Zoe smiled. “Gunnar and Henrik meet Princesses Gwen and Christina.” ‘Gwen is the one in pink. It’s her favorite color. Christina is in the purple dress because it’s her favorite.’ Zoe added through the link. ‘Thanks. It’s like trying to tell Diana and Edith apart without knowing their scents correctly.’ I smiled and, with Henrik, crouched down to their level.

No one was downstairs yet, so I just hung out in the kitchen with Calliope, one of the omegas who always seemed to be at my mother's side. "The Prince and Princess are just so nice! I know they are royalty and all that, but I've never met a royal that kind and polite. They didn't have to choose our pack to visit-but they did!" Calliope gushed. I think she was crushing on the Prince. I had met the twins when I was younger at some point, but it had been years so I did not really remember them. I typically don't watch the news or anything, so I doubt I could even point them out at this point if I were to encounter them in a crowd. However, if they were as generous as everyone said, maybe we cou

“Now that you mention it, it does seem to be the case. Those three princesses are known to be very talented and fond with one another. To have all three of them here. . .” These were the conversation that slipped in from the agitated crowd at the sudden arrivals. From the looks of it, the Acorn Valley was not as small as I prejudged it to be due to the little intro that Cousin Dorothy had given me. In my head, I tried to recount the names of the princesses in my head. “Princess Feng Wu, Chang Fei and Lu Peng,” I muttered under my breaths. After that look, I threw my gaze into another direction. After all, I had no business with them. All I was interested in doing was to get myself acquainted

A few minutes later a young women walked in. She had almost white hair it was so light blonde. Her eyes were a fascinating blue-violet. She walked to stand in front of The Royal Couple. With an elegant curtsey she greeted them all. " Your Majesty, Your Highness. Beloved Princess and honoured guests. On behalf of my parents and rulers of Denmark. I would like to thank you for your hospitality in welcoming us to your magnificent home." She said in a soft way that spoke of proper education and upbringing.