Princes Daughter Novels & Stories

"Pompous lion shifter. The only one from his lineage. He's a high-ranked popular boy. But not as popular as the four princes from the founding families." I watch as the boy enjoys the attention he's getting from the female folks. "What a drama king," Zuri scoffs, shaking her head. "He's not even that cute." "He doesn't look bad." I offer my honest review. Zuri shakes her head. "He's just there. If you see the four founding princes, you'll know the difference between cute and handsome." I throw my head back in laughter. gods, how does she so effortlessly lighten up my mood all the time?

Unlike the three-panel format I’d seen before, this one told a sweeping story maybe ten, twelve scenes etched into one continuous timber. I stepped closer, and Ron appeared beside me once again. “Ah, the missing princess,” he said with a nod. “Most folks miss that one. This beam tells the tale of The Order’s only failure.” I blinked, intrigued. “The Order failed?” He smiled, eyes gleaming. “Oh yes. It begins with Duke Lockwood the ruler of this land long ago. He had a daughter, Lilliana. Said to be the most beautiful woman in all the provinces. But her father was… protective, some say obsessive. He kept her hidden away in a tower, allowing visits only from her tutor and himself.”

I quickly declined her offer. "Hmm, I heard you being called a princess. From which empire are you?" She asked and walked towards me. "Ignis Hella," I responded. "I'm King Suxx's daughter." "King Suxx has a daughter?" The eldest son of Prince Nicholas inquired. "There's already a princess about my age, great!" He scanned me from tip to toe. "And you're pretty. Father, I think I now found someone who could be perfect as my wife," he exclaimed.

Zebian’s nose scrunched in disgust. “My Lord, my daughter is a pure maiden who has never been touched by a forbidden man. The princess shall give her virtue to the rightful owner. I must suggest If you would like to bed her right now, I shall be more than delighted to make your wish come true,” Benedict glanced at his daughter who was now looking at her dance.

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.

“Sultan Zain personally donated a lot of food, clothes and gold to everyone who earned minimum wage. Rumours say that Princess was with him, but no one knows for sure.” I tilted my head at her, frowning at her sentence. “No one except the royals knows what she looks like. She is the daughter of late Sultan’s second wife, half-sister to both Sultan and Prince, but they treat her like their own blood. Her mother was English, so the few people who have seen her know she has skin as pale as the moon and during one event, a royal was threatened to have his eyes removed by Prince Khalid because he looked at the Princess the wrong way.”

She opened up a scroll and read out the names-" Well, I welcome Miss. Jennifer Laynin, our very own Sir Stagrid's daughter. We welcome you to our School." Everyone looked at the door waiting to see her. And we saw a very stylish girl, dressed very elegantly. A black knee-length skirt with a matching blazer and a hat. She walked straight to the aisle as she stood beside her. She had a proud face on her. She was beautiful honestly and boys began to simp over her. She looked at them with a smirk as she stand straight. Professor Hyle called out the names again from the scroll-" We welcome, Our next student from the royal house, the Prince of WitchWorld Dynasty, the elder son of King Nashall and

“Again, I pledge my words to thee and my allegiance to thine kingdom, are not I? My daughter is fine-,” “Your daughter is coming with us.” The prince rudely cut off the king, making an agitations among the tribal warriors. However, the old king raised his hand to them to let it low. “Peace shall I gave to thine kingdom, prince of Romania but I shall not hand my daughter back to the pack of wolves ready to tear her apart.” The prince held his ground, stared at the king so disrespectfully before speaking up. “Your daughter is of no significance and brought ugliness to our honorable bloodlines yet no matter how many epistles this tribe would send us, the princess could not be freed from th

Queen Erika seems to be struggling enough to make this one daughter understand the situation. King Julian and Queen Erika have six children. Her two eldest daughters, Princess Anne and Princess Diana have married a noble son, Prince Dominick will soon marry a daughter from the noble family of Evangelia, her youngest son has died when he was three years old and her two remaining daughters, Princess Rosalia and Princess Sofia who have not yet married. But even so, the King and Queen hope that one or both of their daughters can marry the crown prince of a much bigger and richer kingdom. "I understand, I am your most unattractive daughter, right? that's why no great young man would propose to me

He remembered Sophie’s calm smile over these days, her obedient demeanor, and the soft thank you she said when she handed him the documents this morning. She hadn’t been thanking him, but saying goodbye. He bolted out of the manor like a madman, leaped into his car, and roared at his right-hand man, “Find her! Find Sophie Lucas now!” His subordinate looked stunned. “Boss, do you mean, Madam?” “She’s not the madam!” Theo snarled. “She’s Sophie Lucas of the Lucas family! Don Lucas’s youngest daughter!” His subordinate’s face went pale. All of Sicily knew the Lucas family’s youngest principessa had disappeared three years ago, and Don Lucas had offered a massive reward to find her.