Adopted Princess Novels & Stories

She thought she would be able to win their trust by simply trying to be a better version of herself, she wanted them to be proud when introducing her to other people. However, all of her efforts went down the drain all in one night. Thinking of this matter, another round of tears gush out of her eyes and she whimpered. She hated the fact that she made them feel like she was a disgrace to them. When she came back from the countryside a year ago, she was told that she was going to be reunited with her family. There she would be treated like a princess and even have all the comfort of life. But, it was all a lie, a big fat lie that left her crawling in pain.

' He tells me with a smirk. And that was how my suffering began. I became a maid in a palace where I used to be a princess. A soft yet painful chuckle escaped my lips as I approached the pack brothers. I had been living in the pack now for two years as a maid, with no food nor shelter.

she asked, toe tapping against the weathered porch boards. Damn. She got me. I had done my best to learn what I could about Tobi’s world, and yeah, I knew he was a prince. But I hadn’t really thought it through. Not all the way. “I mean… we haven’t exactly talked about that yet,” I muttered, trying to keep my composure. “A crescent moon,” Moira said, exasperated. “I guess we should start calling you Princess,” Oscar teased with a grin. Henry turned in his arms, confused. “Wait, what secret is she keeping?”

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

But, he didn’t say anything and just continued to listen to Yris speaking. “The princess grew beautifully, and she is expected to be the heir to the throne.” Yris continued. “But, when she came of age, she was given a trial just like the previous kings and queens. Her father, the king, doesn’t want her to undergo the trial and just directly appoint her as his heir. But, she herself insisted.” He said. Raine’s brows raised in surprise. He thought that the princess would be a squeamish one being raised pampered in a castle. It seems that he was too brainwashed by the fairytale books and movies that he has read and watched.

"Anyway! That's why I couldn't go on a date! I have, um…a doctor's appointment! Yeah! Gotta—gotta take care of my…my condition!" Jacob still stared, his face a mix of confusion and concern. Shit. He wasn't buying it. I had to do better. I exhaled roughly, switching gears. "Actually—wait! I'm engaged!" Jacob's jaw dropped. "Engaged?!" "Yes!" I nodded enthusiastically. "To a mysterious foreign prince! He—he lives in…uh…Antarctica!" "…Antarctica?" "Yes! He's a penguin breeder! Very, um…very handsome!"

His chest swelled with pride and his breathing became ragged at the sure prospect of finally fulfilling his dearest dream. "Ummm," he said with that thoughtful sound as he stroked his chin, in a gesture that preceded any decision he was about to make. "What about the mother?" he asked raising his eyes and holding the captain's gaze. The captain lowered his, unable to stand the scrutiny of his lord."Apparently Princess Enora died during childbirth," he replied. "Rumors say she fell into a state of depression upon learning the fate of her father and her mother. She blamed herself for the misfortune that fell on her kingdom," the captain said cautiously.

Sir Ainsworth asked. Eden opened a drawer and produced a sealed parchment with the Royal Family’s insignia and the Princess’ crest; it glowed with an eerie light against the candlelight, “The Crown Princess had adopted the Celestine Household as her living family and Sir Jackson Celestine as her adoptive brother and named him Prince Regent should something happen to her.” “Wait a minute… she can do that?” Sir Celestine hissed to Sir Brighton who just shrugged, appearing just as shocked and confused as him.

“You’re also an adopted child. Mind your tongue!” “You’re right. Both of us are adopted children, so stop behaving so arrogantly. If I kill you right now, do you think the judge in your country will bother to reverse the verdict for you?” Alexander chuckled. He sounded disdainful and cold. Eleanor’s expression was dark. She was an adopted princess. Therefore, she had worked very hard over the years. As a result, she became well-versed in politics, diplomacy, temperament, etiquette, and so on. To build a good reputation for her country’s nations, she repeatedly went to the disaster and poverty zones. All this showed that she cared for the people, but it was har

Princess was expecting a child, yet she had no choice but to carry on with the tradition. Her classmates and acquaintances, as well as the family of her adopted parents, accompanied her. She also wore a traditional dress and had a special leaf placed in her mouth to indicate that she was unable to speak and should proceed. "Lady one, you are wonderful," the throng exclaimed. The Princess took a long, graceful walk to where the Prince and the elders sat. She bowed, and Prince lifted his hands to allow her to continue. She proceeded carefully, bowing first to her late mother, then to her late father. She fired the rifle twice after that. She was on the verge of collapsing, but those surroundin