Princess And The Player Novels & Stories

Siana said in an innocent voice as she looked at her, a smile on her face that looked innocent yet sly at the same time. “Make her lose control.” She explained. She looked kind of annoyed by all that had happened. She knew that Siana had enjoyed that whole thing a lot and it was all her plan. And that was what worried her so much. She no longer knew Siana the way she used to. The girl in front of her now was a cunning princess who would play with her pawns and use them to get what she wanted, she wasn’t scared to sacrifice them either. And this deadly game of chess was fun to her.

In the few seconds the King and Prince rearranged themselves, I studied them. When we were young, Sadeon and I had friends, as much as a Prince and Princess from neighboring kingdoms could be friends. I would play in the palace garden and during Arsenal’s visits, Sadeon would join me. I liked the flowers and he liked the hiding places. I’d even had a crush on him back then, but it had been innocent. Now, I didn’t even recognize the man sitting across from me. His dirty blonde hair was slicked back with a single strand dangling in his face. His broad shoulders straightened with a practiced posture. His piercing green eyes darted between my father and Thaddeus as they continued their conversat

Who the hell was Player? Her brother loved her and she loved him too then why the hell his brother try to sell her to a shameless empire. And who was the culprit of 'Gulaab bai' then? Who the hell was a player? And if that Princess was also a Pawn of her brother then I did a really big mistake already but if not there was no one that could stop me from making her life hell. I looked at my pierced thumb and realised that I was bounded to someone now. I closed my eyes remembered what type of promises I made to her thinking that she was planning against me?

Lara excitedly said while hopping on her feet. “So, the royal princes and princesses will play games, just a fun activity really, but they could become competitive as well. Whoever wins will do anything they desire. Be it a property, a position, marriage, and many more.” “That sounds like it's only fun for them. Why are you guys so happy?”I asked while washing my paint brushes to prepare for the game tomorrow. “Because if the prince or princess we serve wins, we get our own rewards, too! Last year, Prince Kraven won and his servants were rewarded as well. They won money and vacations!”

Greetings to your Royal highness Second Prince Koishi" Tabbing on his phone screen with the lollipop on the corner of his mouth, and a soft smile played over his lips. "Greetings your Royal highness Second Prince Koishi, I'm Princess Rosette" Koishi's jaw drops on the floor staring at the girl who stood right in front of him. Wearing the same navy blue dress, sparkling under the sunlight falling from the window. His eyes just then fixed upon her face as she slowly lifts her head up, a small smile spread across her pink lips. Koishi's jaw just almost drops on the floor staring at the princess in front of him. 'What the frog in the deserted area where are her eyes, are they really not there l

Meanwhile, the noble ladies looked at the woman, no, the princess with mixed emotions, realizing the princess's true motivation for proposing the match. They'd gone to the saloon a while ago and had a heated debate about the latest issues and scandal. One man, the one who is currently rolling in the mud, said something that agitated the princess, leading to this very moment. The princess, irritated, suggested they play Kiritte, a Coulson-based game. As a penalty, the losing team had to jump into the freezing lake. Seeing the young men's anguish, the young noble ladies turned to the silver-haired woman who was sitting comfortably next to her. She was the only one who could put an end to the p

"What the hell are you talking about? This is not a game of fairytale, Miss Montreal." Aveline’s smirk widened as she leaned in, savoring the moment. "The princess’s name was Aveline Aliyah Montreal. And the prince she loved? Eric Rivero." She clapped. Silence. Eli went rigid beside me, his breath hitching. His lips parted slightly, confusion morphing into something unreadable. But before he could form the question hanging in the air, Aveline turned her gaze to me, a wicked glint in her eye.

Elysia remains unsure among the crowd, out of which she knows only some faces. The king has yet to arrive. Walking her way around the room, Elysia can easily overhear several attendees are guessing and questioning what this council might be about. It seems they are as clueless as she is. Out of the king’s ten children, seven princes and three princesses, eight including herself are within this room; none of the seven doesn’t seem to register Elysia’s existence—not just this moment, but the entirety of her nineteen years. The remaining two she has not spotted are Kannax, the oldest prince, and Sandrian the oldest princess, and she likes it that way. However, when have her wishes ever come tru

Then she saw Adonis fingertip waving like he's saying a spell. Kyle continued to speak. "...You are not from this clone world, Alexia! You are no ordinary. You aren't from the past nor from the future. You are the princess in the real world. You are the only creature in Discreet World that can destroy and defeat the Black Queen. You are the next person that will soon wear the inherit royal lux crown. You are the next Queen who can save us all! You are the last weapon. " Kyle explained. Alexia shook her body like she wanted to release herself and talk back to them.

She said and walked towards the Princess. Your Highness. She said and bowed to Lara. Who are you? Lara asked. Am Beth, a friend to King Nicklaus. Ohh, am Princess Lara. Lara said. Nice to meet you Princess, I'll get going now. Beth said and walked away... Princess Lara stood there staring at Beth, as she walked away. Something about her is off. She thought and proceeded to the King's Chambers... *Somewhere in another kingdom* Your Highness, you sent for me. Marcel knelt down to the King.