Prince's Daughter Novels & Stories

The prince took a quick gulp before reading the letter addressed to my grandfather. “~Father. A lot happened after I fell from grace. I’ve missed you, mother and my siblings dearly over all these years. I want to tell you so many things, but perhaps it’s better if I don’t. Yet, there’s a part of my life I’m not ashamed, but proud to share with you. My daughter, Xanthea~,” the prince looked at me. My feet crushed the forget-me-nots and even though I understood every word the prince said, I really couldn’t see past my anger.

He reasoned. Princess Amelia shook her head in disbelief. "You just want to see her ? Is that it ?" She added. "See who ?" He questioned. "My King, we are here as requested by the Princess." One of the servants said. He nodded dismissing them immediately. "Elisabet go see Theo while I talk to your daddy." Princess Amelia said, in that moment Prince Alexius learned that his daughter was named Elisabet, she looked nothing like him but more like his mother.

Prince smiled as he was hearing the conversation. Officer Joe got the address where he could get his daughter after releasing the prisoner, but when he got there with other police officers, something unusual happened. He saw his daughter tattered and bruised like a rape victim, but he didn't see any of Prince's boys. He ordered his officers to search for them but they couldn't, then other officers helped his frail daughter get into the police car. He ordered the driver to drive them quickly to the hospital so he could save her, but along the way, she gave up with few words.

“My daughter, Princess Cherry, is facing serious repercussions for what happened to Prince Ansel.” “It was me she tried to kill,” I say, spatting it out. I should be more diplomatic with royalty, but I don’t have many more fucks left to give. “It was me,” I say again, “And she should be in trouble for it.” Queen Abigail purses her lips. “It’s bigger than that, Lady Karin. Way beyond it. King David is distraught over his son. He’s blaming her for this - for the Prince being in such a vulnerable position, where an assailant was able to find him and injure him so easily. That’s the way he’s looking at it.”

They just face their own business, leaving her to hers, which Caralyn likes. The new king has moved in with his family. His mate died three years ago, and he never took a new mate. But he has three children: two daughters and a son. The first child, Prince Wilson, is a cold and quiet twenty-year-old. He is the same age as Caralyn, but Caralyn is still about a month older than him. The last children are twins, Princess Willow and Princess Wilma. The two girls are two years younger than Caralyn. This means they are the same age as Princess Dora, Caralyn’s stepsister.

she giggled. "y-yes, your Majesty" I answered truthfully. I shouldn't lie right? "Amelia, just call me Mom" she pointed out. "M-mom" I answered as I giggle. She then gave me a smile. "actually, there's a Princess whom continue to seek Philip and she wants to get married with him" she said. Is that Princess Dahlia? the one that Philip told earlier? "Princess Dahlia?" I asked. She nodded. "I guess Philip already told you about her" she guessed and I just nodded.

His face was so serious when he said those words. The prince wanted the whole world to know that his mate satisfied his needs. He was content with Alessandra, he didn't need a substitute. The thought of kissing, touching and fucking another woman made the prince want to go insane. "Why are you so cruel to your daughter? Why are you willing to give your daughter as some cheap gift?."The prince asked a series of questions. It pained him that King Adam didn't give a damn about what his daughter wanted. How can a father be that cruel to his flesh and blood? The prince wondered.

The Prince was disturbed when he realized that he was referring to his past, and he dissuaded him, “Not again, my father. I thought we are through with this. My mother and I love you. Besides, you are not a failure. The kingdom has progressed immensely in your regime. Or what do you think, mother?” “You are right, my son. We are proud of him, but there is good news that he would love to share with you,” Phoebe stated. The King looked at her, and was lost. She had her way of alluding delicately to issues. Nevertheless, the Prince cheered up, and waited for the good news while the relieved King rode on his wife's coattails, and announced, “I wish to clarify it for you that Mirabel not an adopt

He stammered out. My breath caught in my chest. “That is Impossible! The Westhaven Royals are dead. Every last one of them!” I growled out. My face flushing in anger. “N…no sir, It…it has been reported that they are alive and well…that…they have been in the human realm all this time. They…they have returned sir…and with them……their daughter the princess” He said trailing off nervously. I stood up quickly, my chair sliding back so hard that it fell over. “Your majesty, there is something else you need to know sir” He said, backing away from me. My aura seeped out in waves as I gritted my teeth. “The..the princess sir…she....she is pregnant your majesty. It is believed that the child is prince

The Alpha King stares at me like I’ve lost my mind. Then at her. Then at the Queen. Then back at me. “What?” he says softly. Then louder. “What?” He steps forward, his voice breaking into a roar. “That is not an omega.” My chest tightens. “That,” he says, pointing at the woman clutched against my chest, “is my daughter.” My heart stops. “She is the Crown Princess of this kingdom.” The world fractures. I laugh once. Sharp. Broken. “No,” I say. “No, that’s not—”