6 Hearts Princess Novels & Stories

It hit her like a blade to the heart. She was standing in the middle of the great silver hall, her home. The kingdom of Sylvaria shimmered around her with its green-stone pillars and thousands of glowing crystals suspended from the ceiling like frozen stars. She was small again. A child. Princess Marhea. Her heartbeat echoed like thunder. The sound of terrified screams shook the air. The bright floor was stained with shadows and red. Her mother, the queen, stood before her, tall, magnificent, with moonlight in her eyes and silver-braided hair falling over her shoulders. The queen’s hands cupped her cheeks.

"The Hova prince released the handmaiden from her collar, unleashing her full, dormant power. On the fields of Staran, all the Hova saw was a blinding white light that rained upon them with the wrath of a wronged people, charring them where they stood. It was her. The Lightning princess, also known as Fireheart." Prince Marcellus looked up from the book, fixing his gaze on Scarlett. "And... What about this? It's a story, isn't it?" Scarlett said, still failing to understand why this was so important to Prince Marcellus. "This is exactly what happened in the courtyard the other day, albeit on a smaller scale."

My thumb was forgotten when the piece ‘stood up straight’ and made a holographic image of me before listing all the attributes that I have: Name: Unknown Origin: Unknown Age: 18 Height: 5’4 Hair: Black Eyes: Combination of orange, red and amber Blood: Pure Royal Position: Royal Princess/Rightful heir to the throne Parents: King Aragon and Queen Valencia Siblings: None Location: Unknown I stood frozen as I looked at the information before me. Royal Princess? King Aragon? Queen Valencia? Pure Royal blood? No siblings? “Baby girl, what is it?” my dad’s voice interrupted me.

Her glass joins mine on the counter, long nails tapping at the glass. “I’m surprised you’re having this much trouble,” Elora purrs. She closes the distance between us, the air shifting. I tense as her nails now drag down my arm as she circles me. Her breath is hot against my neck as she continues, lips brushing against my skin. “You were able to get even the blackest of hearts to fall for you, my sweet Prince. How is it that a Princess has caused so much trouble?” I step away from her. “She sees the monster I truly am, I guess.”

She whispers, raising her bloodied hand towards me. It feels like I am not here, not in my body but somewhere far and it’s only happening in my imagination. “ The Princess can heal you. ” I grip her arm, pulling her towards me. It looks like she missed her heart. She can be saved as long as her heart is beating and she is breathing. Agrona places her hand on my shoulder and resists my pull. My grip tightens over her flesh as a warning. She can’t do this now. After she is punished for her actions, she can leave.

As she walked majestically,head high and nose the air Your King will die if we fail to save him By the fairest heart it is done and only by the fairest heart it will be undone Witches let's start hunting for the fairest heart from tomorrow starting from the least tribe she said and the crowd cheered I will make sure King Haule never dies a voice said from the crowd To hunting a voice shouted from the crowd again and all the witches replied in chorus To hunting To hunting To hunting They chants . . 27 years ago . Queen Hazel was seen crying as her husband King Zamiel was comforting her This is the fifth thousand years and yet we have no heir she cried bitterly,we need an heir to the throne pl

Maximus' smile widens from her words as the doctor looks at her in amazement Lianne Naveh: No, nothing, you don't have to come on, I'm ready, please Lian lies on the pink bed with white silk sheets, while the walls are in pink, a room with a female character of pink and white, indicating the tenderness and femininity of its owner, the doctor begins to examine the princess and ends after minutes while waiting for the prince, the princess and her maid The doctor smiling: Congratulations, my lord, the mating process was successful and it was successful Maxus with a cold smile: Thank you doctor, you come in the cart waiting for you to take you back to the kingdom

"I saw the announcement on the television. How are you holding up?" At that moment, the announcement came again. I found myself looking and listening. Sebastian was dressed in a suit of white with medals of excellence pinned to it. The princess was wearing a beautiful red dress that covered her feet. She and Sebastian held hands and smiled at the camera, their eyes met but Sebastian's were pain filled, and I knew that the wedding was, indeed, in two weeks time.

a voice boomed. They looked up to see the Princess sitting on a black throne in the far end of the room. She looked nothing like those around her, who simply looked like humanoids looking through a distorted lens. Princess Saayan looked like she was made of black smoke, with two white holes for the eyes. "I am Princess Saayan. Come forward and share your concerns with us, and we will try to help as much as we can. But take heed of this: Nothing in the world is free."

Terry teased me. "No way!" I blushed, denying it. "Oh, come on, you're just pretending! The reason you can't sleep at night is probably because you keep thinking about him!" She teased further. "Stop it, someone might hear you," I whispered, giving her a stern look. "Oh! Your prince charming is here," he whispered back to me, nodding towards the door. I held my breath as I watched him walk in, looking handsome with his freshly showered messy hair. His dark, expressive eyes filled me with intense nervousness.