The Secret Diary of a Transylvanian Princess

By A.K. Brooke

Hi, my name is Valentine.

Well, it's Valentine Maria Sofie Brooke… the First. Now, my life isn't exactly what you would call normal. I live in a palace out in the middle of nowhere. It's a great place to be in. But, it gets lonely at times. I come from a long line of royalty. My dad's a king and he is also the deadliest creature on the face of the Earth. Overall, he's a pretty nice guy, though. Some people say that I am a pretty girl. I don't really think that's true. I think they just say that because I am a princess. So, they are forced to be nice to me or else my dad will eat them. I am about 14… hundred years old. It's a good thing I really look 14. Yes, I am really that old. I know I've been around for a while. Yet, it doesn't really seem like it's been that long. I mean, I've never left the palace. Even when I go outside, I have to be escorted by one of my dad's guards. He's afraid that humans might find out who I really am and hurt me. My dad really hates humans. It started long before I was born. The humans back then learned of who my family really was. The humans were so afraid that they decided to get together and kill my dad and his family. They really didn't do much, but they were able to kill my dad's youngest brother.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Random Press LLC
• Release date: Mar 14, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386943792

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Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Valentine. Well, it’s Valentine Maria Sofie Brooke… the First. Now, my life isn’t exactly what you would call normal. I live in a palace out in the middle of nowhere. It’s a great place to be in. But, it gets lonely at times. I come from a long line of royalty. My dad’s a king and he is also the deadliest creature on the face of the Earth. Overall, he’s a pretty nice guy, though.

Some people say that I am a pretty girl. I don’t really think that’s true. I think they just say that because I am a princess. So, they are forced to be nice to me or else my dad will eat them.

I am about 14… hundred years old. It’s a good thing I really look 14.

Yes, I am really that old. I know I’ve been around for a while. Yet, it doesn’t really seem like it’s been that long. I mean, I’ve never left the palace. Even when I go outside, I have to be escorted by one of my dad’s guards. He’s afraid that humans might find out who I really am and hurt me.

My dad really hates humans. It started long before I was born. The humans back then learned of who my family really was. The humans were so afraid that they decided to get together and kill my dad and his family. They really didn’t do much, but they were able to kill my dad’s youngest brother.

Since then, my father hates humans. He hates everything about them: the way they look, their smell, the things they do – everything. I have never heard him say anything nice about humans.

I’ve never actually met a human. I would like to. I think they would be fun to be around. But I don’t know. I am not going against what my dad says. He always tells me that if I am careful, humans will find out who I am. When they do, they will try to kill me. I don’t mean to hurt anybody, but I understand what he means.

Because of his brother’s death, my dad spent many years alone, dwelling on what happened. He was bitter and resentful at humans. He even avenged his brother’s death for many years. After a while though, it just got old. He grew tired of being at war against humans.

That’s when he met my mother.

My mother was a beautiful maiden named Elizabeth Cailean Rose. And… she was human.

My father tried very hard not to fall in love with her. He tried really hard to hate, but he just couldn’t. He couldn’t hate the one human what was pure love and affection.

My mother was a princess in a neighboring kingdom. She had beautiful brown hair and milky white skin. At first glance, she seemed like one of us… except she wasn’t. My father knew it, but he couldn’t believe it. He immediately fell in love with her.

After years of being along, grieving the death of his brother, my dad was finally ready to move on.

He began courting my mother and after a few months, they wed. My mother