Princess Book Novels & Stories

I was up. The emcee looked at the paper and stammered. Through the microphone, you could hear him ask if the name was correct. They looked over at me and I raised a single brow at them. It seemed they were doubting what they saw. Eliza was snickering as she walked back to her seat. The emcee took a deep breath. “Her Royal Highness, Princess Elentari ‘Silk’ Tirisil. Princess of Faerl and Lunar Guardian. Graduating with honors, an Associates Degree in Computer Sciences and Communications. Minors in English Literature and Fine Arts. Accepted at Princeton, Yale, Berkeley, NYU, and UIC. Will be attending Berkeley.” The room went shockingly quiet as I approached the stage, each step felt heavier t

Then she got up to leave before anyone had chance to reply. Samantha couldn't help herself. She walked over to the paper and lifted it to read. " PLAYGIRL PRINCESS SHACKS UP FOR A STEAMY THREESOME IN NEW REALITY SHOW " LIVING LIKE ROYALTY"." Samantha reads the headline with horror but rather reads on then to see the expression on Katie's face. When she finally mustered enough courage, she was surprised to find that Katie looked amused, very amused in fact!

the room was quite empty, and without any ornament, but in the middle stood a large table, with a gorgeous cloth, and on it lay a big open book. Now the Princesses were curious to know what was written in the book, especially the oldest, and this is what she read. 'The eldest daughter of this King will marry a prince from the East: Then the second girl stepped forward, and turning over the page she read. 'The second daughter of this King will marry a prince from the West: The girls were delighted, and laughed and teased each other. but the youngest Princess did not want to go near the table or to open the book. Her elder sisters however left her no peace, and will she, nill she, they dragged

Princess Jiyanah scooted closer beside Méah and snaked one arm into hers. Méah's face reddened in too much embarrassment. Queen Jainah did not show any reaction but King Ambrose was silently delighted with it. The princess had never been so confident with someone before, not even Chah. "Your majesty, here are the books that you said," Chah suddenly spoke behind Méah and the princess. She had arrived with two thick books in her hands, one is covered blue while red for the other one. "Alright. Then give it to her," Queen Jainah said. Her attention was now on the old book on her lap, flipping from page to page as though she was looking for something.

"Yeah, we better get out of here, before I break the window and jump out to eat that human down there." *** Gail continued the story about the eighth book. " Prince Aima, that's the title. Talk about Prince Aima, of course." "Prince? Haahhh... Maybe you should change the title to Princess Aima," Al commented. "Do you know?" "Of course. I'm a hybrid, but I'm not stupid. I read a book about the fall of the Aima Kingdom. And from there I could already guess that the Prince was a woman." “Lucky guess, huh?”

The frustration in his words had been evident, even though he’d tried super hard to mask it. I stared now at Keren, who was ahead of me, trying to pick out a book from her shelf. I closed the distance between us and watched her pick one out with a pink and white cover, which, well… matched the color and atmosphere of the room. “Should I read it to you?” She nodded, lying on her back on the bed. I covered her gently with the duvet and took a seat on a rounded, embroidered ottoman. The title of the book was The Princess Baby. I smiled at the eyes wide open honey pie in front of me and began reading, as slowly as I could.

The sight in front of me makes my eyes wide. The princess, fast asleep on my couch. Why isn’t she in her own room? I quietly make my way across the room. I don’t want to wake her, but what’s she doing here? Well, she can’t sleep on the couch; she’s much too good for that.

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

After her conversation with her mother in the morning, she has spent the entire afternoon locking herself up inside these chambers. Once on the streets, she has overheard two females talking about how princesses get all they want conveniently and how they themselves still have to work even though they and those princesses are from the same race and so they should be equal. Elysia has to say they are partly right, about princesses’ lives are easy and convenient. Because now she is getting bored and wants to have fresh air outside this suffocating palace. Poor her, she thinks sarcastically.

� 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕). 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉