Princess Age Gaps Novels & Stories

Jynelle commented. “She’s 18. You don’t think that’s a significant age gap?” Reggie asked, causing Jynelle to cackle as she thought about the 32-year age gap between Arianna and Pierce. Arianna was the age-gap queen. “It’s only ten years, Reggie. Trust me when I say you’re fine. Ari-Ava might be 18, but she’s more mature than the men in this room combined.” Jynelle earned an eye roll from Dallas and Reggie.

Everyone was either too polite or too drunk to point out that little tidbit, or perhaps the King was probably beginning to grow senile to realize that and his stupid wife simply enjoyed taking advantage of said senility, wasting their money away for throwing stupid parties like this instead of other useful causes. Either way, the Crown Princess, now at age 20, decides she could not care less about her useless ‘parents’ in this fine evening as she raises her wine glass to her crimson-painted lips and closes her eyes as she relishes the taste. “Almost perfect…” she murmured, softly. It would be perfect. It should be perfect.

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.

I ask. He nods his head, understanding that Princess Dezra wasn’t the only one to screw up on following protocol. When I opened the file containing Princess Dezra’s statement on her absence, I found that she was twenty-eight when she left the Palace and returned at thirty-three. In those five years, she claims to have found her connection, lost her first child and recovered from that loss. “Prince Darron, according to this file, you met Dezra about twenty years ago. Is that correct?” I ask.

How long had it been? Was it five years? Had it truly been five long years since Prince Calder had left on his journey? Actually, that was a short amount of time compared to most. Some royals took ten, others longer, to complete their quest and come to claim their place on the throne. The longest in history was thirty years. Known as the ‘Age of Absence’, that time had been a dark one.

I was still against it but there was nothing I could do if they would be fated in the near future. "Why not?" He grasped my hand and intertwined our hands. "If you are worried about their age gap, do remember our six years gap, seraphim." I rolled my eyes seeing how he grinned. He really liked to highlight that part that we were six years apart. "Let's see if you can say that once Harolyn and Saoirse find their mates that have a huge gap from their age." His smile turned into a frown. "Who says our daughters can even meet and be with their mates?"

she asked, toe tapping against the weathered porch boards. Damn. She got me. I had done my best to learn what I could about Tobi’s world, and yeah, I knew he was a prince. But I hadn’t really thought it through. Not all the way. “I mean… we haven’t exactly talked about that yet,” I muttered, trying to keep my composure. “A crescent moon,” Moira said, exasperated. “I guess we should start calling you Princess,” Oscar teased with a grin. Henry turned in his arms, confused. “Wait, what secret is she keeping?”

BACK AT PRINCESS VICTORIA’S PALACE PRINCESS VICTORIA ‘S POINT OF VIEW For as long as I can remember I have always been known as the silent twin simply because I was shy growing up while my twin sister and other siblings were outgoing. Each and every one of my siblings introduced themselves to the media world in their pre-teens as lovable people while I did not introduce myself to the media world until two years ago when I had no choice because it was my eighteenth birthday . Therefore, all of my siblings have a social media presence that I do not have . Hence , I fail to comprehend how I was able to entertain a single thought that Prince George and I will get married . I am not as beautiful

Not just a normal entrance, but an extravagant one! I suppose I should do my extravagant entrance on my 18th birthday, my societal debut and coming of age. HA! That's a good plan! I have to bounce the 4th Princess especially since we are the same age, although she is six months older. The 5th Princess is one month older than me. The emperor is also very strong. One after the other. Besides, should I just let Cynthia and I die here? But of course, I also have to make a way for the 4th Empress to pressure us. But other than that, I have to grow up first.

She groaned. "What?You mean you haven't gotten any since last year I came home?" Thd Princess asked surprisingly, she could have gotten a handsome wolf already if she wanted to. Princess Faricenda scoffed, "I don't need any. I'm still young." She replied, straightening her hair, "You are twenty - one now or is it till you clock forty two?" She asked, "I mean that's double your age now." She chuckled. "In the normal realm though, ugrh! Just leave me alone. I will have it when I want to have it okay?" She flipped her hair backwards, "Whatever. I was just joking though." Princess Reda smiled.