Prince's Sister Died Novels & Stories

my twin sisters, who are 26, Princess Ilayda and Princess Adelina say together. "Yeah, happy birthday and stuff." that would be my brother, Prince Olivier, always the enthusiastic one. He’s 25 and I don’t think he has had a single emotion cross his face in his entire life. “Happy birthday Princess!” says my final sibling, the 24-year-old playboy of the Fae kingdom, Prince Rainier. "Get off...of me.... you’re all.... crushing me… I’m going to die.... tell our parents...I love them..." It was true, I was going to die with the weight of all six of my siblings crushing me. Suddenly, we hear the chuckle we all know and love, that of our father.

Connor defended me. "The first princess of Aero Edis died of sickness," Prince Marcus spoke. "Then, the second princess, Princess Khan Awae, succeeded the throne when the king died after some days when the first princess died." "What happened to the wedding of Princess Tassie?" Russ asked further. "Wedding?" Princess Marcus furrowed his brows. "I was only twelve when the princess died. I don't know if she got married," he answered.

I held my breath waiting for him to continue. "But she died 9 years ago. After a misunderstanding, she angrily booked a flight heading home but that plane never made it to the airport. " My breath stalled. She was dead, that's why the post stopped.. "Her parents didn't take her death well. They were called while driving and the car crashed a few hours later they both passed away leaving just a 5-year-old Priscilla.." He went silent after a while. It felt like the scars hadn't healed. "I loved her and owned her my life so the least I could do was raise her sister..."

"Nathaniel was also a little stunned, but he quickly walked over." Hurry up and take her to a doctor! "You better not go anywhere! If anything happens to Prisca, I'll kill you!" "Carlo stared at Walter with his scarlet eyes. Eventually, he turned around and picked up Prisca before he ran off." It happened so suddenly that Walter was frozen. "Wait, who knew a silly woman would just barge in like this?" "That silly woman you mentioned is Lebanon's sixth sister Prisca, the sixth princess of Angolla, Tristan's sister-in-law, and Priscilla's sister."

“Why do you look so upset. Shouldn’t you be celebrating since you’ve found your sister?” He cringes, which I find interesting and a bit concerning. “She’s not my real sister,” he says, and I freeze. “She… Camila is my mother’s adopted daughter. I found out that the real Princess died twenty-five years ago.” I stare at him, trying to process his words. The real Princess is dead. No wonder he’s so upset. “My mother died too,” he mutters, slamming back two more shots. I don’t try to stop him, knowing the pain of losing someone. I may be an orphan, but missing someone like a parent is something I understand all too well.

Boxes labeled RAVENWOOD, RICCI, DJOKOVIC, and KORSHUNOV are stacked high. And right in the middle- a folder stamped L. RICCI in thick black ink. Everything I’ve learned about him so far is inside. Lucien Ricci- firstborn son of two, heir to the Ricci empire. His younger sister, Aurora Ricci-beautiful, kind, smart, the kind of girl polished enough to be mistaken for perfect. Except she doesn’t belong to the inner circle of heirs and heiresses. No Elite connections. No close friends among the mafia kids either.

I knew she still hated me. My mother had given birth to a triplet. When we were eight, my second sister, Vanessa, was pushed down a flight of stairs and died from the fall. Back then, she held my sister's body and screamed at me, "You monster! I'll have you thrown in jail!" she cried. Alas, I wasn't sent away to juvenile detention even after she was armed to the teeth with the best lawyers available, as I was too young back then. She hated me to the point she cut ties with me and took my older sister, Angel, away, abandoning me.

Too many risks. After a quick shower, I sat at the desk and fired up my laptop, loading the tracking software I’d set up. Mauros. So that’s where he’d gone. Of course. The Priory. Queen Catherine’s brother, Thefros once a low level noble, now a monk. What did the prince hope to find there? Answers? Sanctuary? More importantly... what would drive him to leave the girl behind? I smirked. Whatever it was, it told me one thing, it was time to send the prince a message.

I walked into the ballroom, all alone with no one by my side. However, my eyes zeroed in on the Prince. He had a lot of people beside him. I could recognize him because I had seen some of his pictures. He was known as the retarded and useless Prince. He was the last son of Alpha Damien and he was disliked and suppressed by the King, his uncle. However, I frowned in the next second at what I saw. He had a lady hanging onto him. I was surprised that no one had come close to me, to invite me to see the Prince.

She explained. Everyone fell silent since nobody expected this outcome. They really thought that Raine was just the ‘incarnation’ of the princess… they didn’t think that he would be a prince himself! Lovis was stunned as he looked at his elder sister. He also didn’t know about this. “Sister…” he muttered. “No wonder… no wonder they could pass through the Gate… it is because they are actually – “ he didn’t continue.