Forgotten Princesses Novels & Stories

You are going to have to talk to him eventually. I know. I am waiting to be sure I am choosing and not just responding to the bond. There is a difference. What would certain feel like? I will know it when it arrives. I always do. * * * She found the Bloodline Curse volumes on day thirty-seven. She had known they were there since day twenty. She told herself she was going now because the research was adjacent to the Greymere arbitration. These were facts. She read them the way she read everything. Seven kings, each before thirty. The veins advancing from the chest outward. A court physician's note from three hundred years ago: the body cannot be compelled to accept what the soul has refused.

“So, when the princess goes to meet the prince, she finds out that the prince has lost his memory. He doesn’t even recognize her.” Hearing this, Annika was shocked. “What? He forgets the princess? What about the princess’s baby? Does he not recognize her either?” Annika asked with pure innocence. At this question, Aria burst into laughter. “No… He doesn’t even know he has a baby princess. A super cute one, just like you.” Annika beamed with joy at this. “Then what happens?” “Then…” Aria gently pulled Annika into her lap. “The princess goes to bring the prince back for her baby princess. She goes right to his palace…”

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

She said a little tentatively, her gaze suddenly avoiding mine, and I can’t help but be reminded of the many times they try to tell me I have lost my thoughts… memories. I want desperately to think they would not lie to me, especially after all the moon goddess told me, but if I had lost my memory, why do I remember my childhood? My family… so much of my life? That goes against everything they are telling me. Does that not show they are lying? I closed my eyes trying to block out the thoughts that flooded my brain.

She is a fucking black angel. “You are the lost princess.” mother whispered. “What? I am not a princess.” Aerian asked. “My birth pack is allied with both angel kingdoms. Twenty-three years ago, the princess of the west kingdom found her fated mate in the oldest prince of the east kingdom. He was next in line to be king. The kingdoms were overjoyed. They had wanted for many years to join through marriage, but it never worked out. Within a year the princess was pregnant. Both kingdoms were once again overjoyed. The prince was to take the throne shortly after the birth of the child. I am not sure what happened but a few days after the birth of the princess she vanished. The prince and princess

Every Pack-member has heard about their story, but no one has ever seen Princess Dezra because she wants to keep her family out of the public eye. Walker listens as the Elder tells them about the Princess drugging her Protector to get away from the Palace in secret and about her return after several years. They discover that Princess Dezra had lied about the bond between her and Prince Darron and that she had, in fact, rejected her true Mate-bond after their child was born. “Princess Dezra lied to King Vaughn about miscarrying her first pregnancy and she stole the necklace from the family vault to make sure her Daughter would never shift into a Lycan if that were her fate.” The Elder conclud

I turned to him and noticed he was snacking on potato chips. Something suddenly hit me. I hit my forehead softly.“Oh no.” Blake looked at me “What is it this time” “The potato chips.” “What potato chips?” he asked, confused. “The twins’. They specifically begged me not to forget.” “They’ve been talking about those barbecue-flavored potato chips since last week. And I completely forgot, They will kill me.” “They won’t, Athena.” He smiled.“You brought every other thing.” I shook my head.“They made me promise.” Blake looked toward the stage. The speeches were still going.

He then continues the conversation by asking, "So what is the mysterious princess's name?" The nameless girl was about to speak when the large guard interrupts. "She is Princess Delila, second in line to the throne of Laidian." He's clearly not a fan of Alejandro. Making sure he knows that Delila is extremely important. As well as adequately guarded and well protected.

Maybe part of me still carried the ache of never being chosen. Selene stepped closer. "The prince will become central to your fate." My face heated immediately. "I am not sure about that with him, it's... complicated." A faint smile touched her lips. "Fate often is." Then suddenly her expression darkened. The silver mist trembled. "Listen carefully, child of two worlds. The Forgotten are searching for something buried beneath the kingdom." I could feel the cold sensation of dread slide down my spine. “What?" "They seek a gate." The word echoed unnaturally.

Her encounters with Alcides, the mysterious figure lingering in the shadows, awakened a sense of curiosity and yearning that transcended the boundaries of social hierarchy. In the grand tapestry of Athenian history, Princess Callista was a pivotal thread—a woman who dared to dream beyond the constraints of her station, and whose path intersected with a Thracian gladiator seeking freedom amidst the echoes of conquest. The story of Callista unfolded not merely as a royal tale but as a journey of self-discovery, love, and the pursuit of a destiny uniquely her own.