Princess Book Novels & Stories

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

The middle-aged woman looked around before she whispered. "I heard that the Princess was interested in the books that you had here." The bulky man knitted his brows. "The books that I had, was there anything that a child like the Princess might be interested in?" "I don't know." The middle-aged woman shook her head. The bulky man was perplexed. Why was a pampered princess like her taking an interest in the books that he had? The books in his store were something that would surely be bought by His Highness, Imperial Prince Vernon. But Princess Minerva? Didn't she just turn five recently? Surely, what she was studying for now was about etiquette and magic.

I resisted the urge to sneer. “I will not be around forever; the time for a new ruler is coming. All the other Princesses have accepted betrothals. Even your sister has taken it up with the Prince of Chamber, but it is not her birthright to form alliances with the other kingdoms. It is yours, Kiara.” “Arsenal is hardly the kingdom I’d like to ally with.” I turned away from him.

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

"Some days, not even that," Phoebe replied. "Court emergencies take precedence over personal time." Elliot studied the scene with calculating eyes. The guards maintained their vigilant positions, never turning their backs on the princess even in this supposedly private moment. Stevens stood slightly closer than the others, his attention divided between Elizabeth and the surrounding garden in a way that suggested he was her primary protector. "What's she reading?" Buck asked, squinting to make out the book in her hands. "Fiction, most likely," Phoebe said. "The king permits novels from the approved royal collection—stories of adventure and distant lands that pose no political risk."

He ran out of my room, and I stayed there on my bed, waiting for him to come back. After a couple of minutes, he entered my room again with a book in his hands. He went up to my bed again, laying his body beside me as he opened the book to start reading. I notice that the book was for kids, titled "The Prince's First Love.". "Once upon a time, there was a prince named Lucas. Every woman in their palace wanted to be with him. However, the prince was aloof, too scared to even talk with other people. One day, he decided to walk around their garden, but when he was about to sit beside the long tree, he saw a girl smelling the flowers in their garden. And for a moment, instead of feeling scared,

Happy New Year everyone! I am starting to post Book 4. I am partway through the book and hoping to finish it before I go back to work at the end of January. I hope you enjoy the story of Princess Lucienne, a strong female character who finds love with two men who are confident within themselves and want to raise her up, not pull her down.

one of them said, his tone rigid. I smiled coldly. The next moment, my hand swung, the sharp crack of my slap echoing in the hallway. "I am the king's future wife," I hissed, my voice dripping with venom. "I am Vincent's Luna, open the door immediately." They didn't move. Not a single one. Their silence burned hotter than fire. My face went pale with fury. I could feel eyes watching from nearby corridors, servants, soldiers, guards, all seeing me, Dane, the future queen, being denied entry like some unimportant stranger.

Kingston ordered, and Brent obliged, tight-lipped and muttering as he dragged a still arguing Alba out the door. The princess didn’t move. It hardly registered when Kingston reached her side and guided her to the chaise longue. Why would the people not know about all her hard work? She sacrificed daily for them and fought for the Parliament to focus on the good of the kingdom, their military, and their future generations. Why would they not know? “Have a drink, Ma’am,” Kingston urged and pressed a filled wine glass into her hand. She sipped it quite automatically. After a second thought, she chugged the wine until the glass was empty and the disbelief wore off enough for her to speak.

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.