Go Princess Go Novel Novels & Stories

"Yes! Can you???" Peach smile and say..."of course!" "Once upon a time, there is a little Princess who doesn't believe in romance. The Princess have a boring life with a colorful and cheerful friends. Thosw friends of her that makes her high school life a little better. Until one day, the little Princess left something important in the wild forest. The little Princess wants to take what she hade left in the forest. But when she came back, It was already gone making her sad. Not until she met Prince Charming who luckily have her magical notebook.

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

I could hear Cliff’s monotone voice droning on about the children here, recommending the best of the “lot.” The man mumbled something in return. His voice was deeper than Cliff’s, the sound rumbling through the thin walls of the entry way. The word princess slipped through the open door. The two syllables collided like a shock to my body. I coughed out a laugh. Right, I thought, This was the kind of place where princesses were found. Here where men like Cliff enjoyed stomping on the girls they raised, striving to make their bones brittle and their voices small. Here where girls were spit out to the first greedy hands that wanted them, just to be pressed into the ground even more.

He knows it, I know it and everyone else knows it too. But here I am, placed under the leadership of Jayce Westwood himself. The one man who hates me more than anyone in this entire world. Great. Just great. ~ The Tribrid Princess and the Taste of Chaos will start serialising in early 2025. Follow me for more information! ~ Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to all my beautiful Queens. May 2025 be even better ~ Love, Muse

’ [Dear God, you poor little thing, you’re starving. He went back to the counter and purchased two large cookies for her and was rewarded when her pretty little face broke into a huge grin, ‘Sono per me?’ [Are they for me?] Carefully placing the glass of milk she had been drinking back on the table, ‘Sì, mia piccola principessa, ho pensato che, dato che hai due mani, potrebbe piacerti un biscotto per ciascuna di esse.’ [Yes my little Princess, I figured that as you have two hands you might like a cookie for each of the them]

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

I walked back into my room with a towel tied around my waist, I tried my body with the towel, I applied lotion on my body, I wore my clothes. I walked out of my room and I walked towards the princess house, I walked into her house, and I saw her sitting in the sitting room, I greeted her and we exchanged pleasantries. “Why does Brain come to the pack?” she asked and I stared at her with shock in my eyes but I didn't show it. “What?” I replied and she sighed heavily. “Never mind” she said and stood up and walked towards the door. “Where are you going?” I asked and she smiled.

“I have never heard the like.” “They are in it together,” her sister stated, with a positively wicked grin. “Release me and you can take this one in my place.” “What’s in it for us?” “I will watch them. And when we reach land, you will be rewarded.” “How?” the oarsman asked. “Do you know who I am? No? The Princess Royal, rightful heir to the late King Gregory of Vercia. Take me back to the palace and I will give each of you your body weight in gold coins.”

he crinkles his nose, "Even though she is engaged now anyway." "What," Beatrice gasps, "Why? She just left the chief. Does she not want you?" Jasper cringes, his heart twisting. A grimace contorts his features. "It is not that. She. . ." Evyn steps up, patting his friend on the shoulder, "She is the Princess of Drein." Both Beatrice's and Conrad's eyes widen, shock causing them to open their mouths. "Are you sure," papa wonders. "Yes, she told us herself."

AMELIA'S POV I stayed with Princess Sophie since she was crying over and over again. Now, she took me somewhere outside the Palace. Now, I just realized that the palace indeed is so wide, both from the inside and outside. "Now, what should we do?" I asked since she brought me to an empty field. "We are going to my tree house" she smiled. Tree House. I suddenly remembered Gone. Is she eating well? does she still remember me? does she even miss me? does she still go to my shop? how's Charles?