Campus Nerd Is The Lost Princess Novels & Stories

"That little kid who fell in the water... that was you?!" The tips of Alexander's ears flushed. "Yes." "I've been looking for you for ten years." Sophia suddenly laughed. "But you were only twelve then, and I was sixteen. I'm four years older than you." She raised an eyebrow. "I hadn't even had my first crush, and you were already in love?" Alexander looked at her, his gaze clear and earnest. "Princess, do you want the truth?" "Go on." "Because you were like an angel," he said softly. "You saved me, and you were so gentle. You made me believe there was still light in the world."

I never removed it since then, but now that my father is gone, it may have been eaten by those monsters since I didn't see him again after I left to come back for my brother. However, at least I do still have my brother who was so busy helping Killie and Kyzer. "Hey, I've heard that you were a princess. I'm Erich, a princess from the snake clan, and I was Exodus's mate. He said he came from the first lever underground, and he said you were the replacement princess. That was my dream ever since. That's why I hated the brat princess Serena, but later I realized that being a princess needs to be responsible enough. But at least I experienced being one just for a while.

A collective gasp of shock from the crowd has me chuckling, making me stop my footsteps as the moon light above illuminates me. “I am Crystallin Thorn, the Lost Princess protected by Morai, Goddess of destiny, and daughter of King Spirit and Goddess Luna.” My voice carries around the room, over the silent crowd. Declaring my true heritage brings the power of a royal to my blood and with a smile I pull out the moonstone necklace from inside my gown and put it on, the orb glowing.

The wind blew half of her curly hair into her face and she struggled to push it to the side. Chuckling, I picked up the water gallon and put it back where I found it. "Hey, didn't you hear me?" My unexpected guest shouted. "I said I know who you are." I walked towards her, quirking up an eyebrow. She smiled, "Don't pretend. I know you're the Lost Princess everyone is looking for." My face turned grim. "I don't know what you're talking." She laughed, "Are you sure? Cuz Clifford gave me all the details after I told him about what I saw you do to your glass at dinner." Marion drew closer. "He even showed me your pendant, Princess Araknee."

Liora’s POV The words hung in the air between us. Callum didn’t say anything for a long moment. He just looked at me, and I looked back at him, and somewhere behind us a truck rumbled past on the highway and the oak tree overhead rustled in the breeze. “Say that again,” he said. “I’m the princess,” I said. “Bianca has been impersonating me since the start of last semester. She’s been using the title, the status, all of it.”

"Blake and Primrose said they would get piercings as a birthday present for me." Primrose is lying on Blake's bed, flipping through television channels. She shrugs. "It seemed easier than going to the mall to buy a gift." You might know Primrose Johnson as the Princess of Goth and all things supernatural. Many people adore her and hope to one day experience her cutting insults and deadly glares. Some even create video compilations of her epic eye rolls and her 'no bitch' face. And they wish they were part of her girl squad, which includes Molly Haynes, Avery Walsh, and Libby Stone.

I tried shoving down the worry that tried to bubble out of my chest and stared down a door. I leaned my forehead against it, unable to tamper down my frustrations. “Stop worrying about that mutt, you goddamn fool,” I said, defeated. The last letter she had sent only spurred me further. The Treasure of Nur, she told me, it would help me. Not you. That’s what Sabrina was looking for. I banged my fist against the wall. It’s all with that other piece of shit. I groaned. I couldn’t even find her after all these years of searching.

Afterall, I need to be so tired I won't have space in my mind for Xavier. Finally, I left the weights and machines and headed out. Instantly, I rammed into someone. “Oh shit, I'm so sorry,” I blubbered immediately, “I wasn't expecting anyone up here.” “It's fine.. wait, aren't you the lost Princess?” I looked properly at the girl, she was a few inches shorter than me, with dark hair that she parked with flower clips decorating them. Her eyes confused me, the sunlight from the windows made them a bit golden but when she turned completely to me they were hazel brown.

I was up. The emcee looked at the paper and stammered. Through the microphone, you could hear him ask if the name was correct. They looked over at me and I raised a single brow at them. It seemed they were doubting what they saw. Eliza was snickering as she walked back to her seat. The emcee took a deep breath. “Her Royal Highness, Princess Elentari ‘Silk’ Tirisil. Princess of Faerl and Lunar Guardian. Graduating with honors, an Associates Degree in Computer Sciences and Communications. Minors in English Literature and Fine Arts. Accepted at Princeton, Yale, Berkeley, NYU, and UIC. Will be attending Berkeley.” The room went shockingly quiet as I approached the stage, each step felt heavier t

Okay, this was getting really confusing, "Then what is it?" Her eyes locked on mine, "This is going to sound really strange." I scoffed, "Stranger than all the things we have already discovered and seen? Tell me." "Her name is Nardina, and she was a princess of some obscure island a century ago, and she's on our side," she told me, "I don't know how she became the beast, or anything else, which is why I have to go to the library again and find out more." "It's not safe!" I protest immediately.