Clash Royale Princess Novels & Stories

But when my family was cursed, all of that was taken away and we were left guessing. It was a sick prank. That’s what this war between Violette’s family and mine used to be. Then her Father took it way too far. The mate bond will only reveal itself after I’ve mated my partner and marked her to seal the bond. If the mark disappears, she’s not my mate and I’m cursed to keep searching. I’ve just never found anyone who seems remotely interesting enough to try. “My King.. may I ask for this dance?” Princess Amelia walked up to me confidently. She is quite beautiful.. she’s tall with an olive skin tone and dark brown hair. Her bright blue eyes studied me as I sat on my throne.

Atlas pressed it to his chest. Just at 5:00 pm, Atlas rushed down to Beatrice, the female among the kingmakers. "He was at my house today; what exactly was the outcome of the meeting?" Atlas asked, Beatrice who was just stepping down from her car. "The princess and her bodyguard, seen to have a strong bond, where the princess couldn't in any way speak about cutting ties with him, rather she stood her ground to spend the rest of her life with him." Beatrice could speak better.

She had no one to guide her, fearing her parents might find out. Aliyah kept her abilities to herself out of fear that the kingdom would see her as evil and compare her to her witch aunt, who waged war a year after her parents’ reign. How do I know this? Because I am Luna, also known as Aliyah Collins, an 18-year-old first-year college student majoring in fashion design. I am the daughter of the Lycan King and Queen. So, yes, I’m a princess. But as I mentioned, I am not like them. I don’t have a beast, so I cannot shift into my lycan form.

She bows slightly, sounding a bit anxious. “I have heard everything regarding all that you did yesterday. You fought against evil and tried your best to protect everyone. You defeated Clarissa, you faced my sister, and you saved my son’s life in the most difficult circumstances. You did all of that and I am so grateful you’re part of my family. I am not a man who lets strength and courage go unrecognized, so today,” he pauses and straightens in his chair before he continues, “Today, as the Lycan King and head of the Kingston bloodline, I am officially recognizing you, Daisy Caldwell, as a Royal Princess of my household with all rights, protections, and honors associated with that title, effe

“I want to learn to fight… I want to rescue him and for that, I will need more than just my magick. I will need to know how to fight.” I smile at the fire in her voice and in her tear-glistening eyes. I then move my eyes just a little and they fall to the mark on her shoulder. The Royal crest was as plain as day, sitting on her shoulder showing that she was indeed the mate to one of the Royal family. After seeing her mark, I realise that no matter how much I want to leave her behind; she is now a princess and part of the Royal family and therefore can’t be left without protection. I sigh as I move my eyes back to hers and say,

“His Highness Prince Ethan Theo Azrael Hezekiah von Clandestine and his partner, Her Highness Princess Althea Rin Eurydice Brielle von Clandestine, has arrived.” Dio watched the third princess and the sixth prince, who were both in the higher year, enter the hall. They were wearing golden-colored attires that emphasized their status as imperial children. He thought that they really went all out and outshined the only child of the empress with their outfit.

I added. "Yes my princess, I'm yours" ****

Madam Tremblay was always right. My name is Caroline Andermier, the heiress Princess of The Kingdom of Tresoria, daughter of King Maximus and Queen Lianne. Our territory was built where it used to be an old country named over its states being united or something of the sort. Almost all the history before the rising of the Kingdom was wiped away from common knowledge and the rest was forbidden for most of the people, including me.

His triplet sisters, however, remained in the Kingdom, much to their displeasure. The eldest, Princess Ciciane Taylor Mariam, had made such a fuss that Clyde had no choice but to allow her to take martial arts training under Chief Warrior Rubio. This girl was a true rebel, known in many packs as the "warrior Princess of trouble." However, she was a brilliant field analyst, with many packs utilizing her expertise in combating rogues and thwarting human attacks. The Second Princess, Drina Becca Rain, was the more reserved type, always in the shadow of her older sister.

Her aba Mandel speaks from behind, "You're not ready yet for a fight. We'll find another way, okay?" "There's no other way, aba!" she answers. Adamant, she proceeds to the center and vigorously declares, "I, princess Amira, the youngest of the royal draconian, challenge princess Alianah for a fight to determine the strongest fit for prince Hasham's heart." Princess Alianah, a tall, fine and exquisite draconian of minimal golden scales, stands from her seat and declares with so much pride, "I, princess Alianah the third born of the royal draconian, accept the challenge of princess Amira for a duel to determine the strongest and most deserving for prince Hasham." She doesn't keep her mocking g