Princess Chapter Books Novels & Stories

In boredom while looking outside, the young prince never did join his company with their animated exchange of words. Rather he suited himself in listening to them. Strangely, his ears would perked up when the tribe princess would began to respond to the inquiries of the eldest prince. “I read tons of book when ye are away.” The tribe princess responded to Woon. “What kind of book do ye read? Might I lend you some of mine.” Sue joined in. “No particular kind, really. But I love the recent book that I am reading now.” She commented.

Part of that so elucidated by the loss of her husband, it belonged only to him in a way so calm and so true, almost as pure as the soul he always exposed having to be taken over by such a feeling of lack of control did not seem right, her part was being pulled so energetically by another woman. Other woman. When passing through that middle of thought, the princess moved from the bed, worried that it would no longer be possible to pretend a sleep that she had not had, in her silk robe she walked around the room until she grabbed one of the books that she had been reading with so much concentration in the last few days. to understand all that mess. He opened to the marked pages and turned on t

The only evidence that Rafael left the room was because of the loud bang coming from the door. The scene shifted and we were now watching a girl with blonde hair walking in the library. She was looking through the books when she happened to bump into Prince Terrence making him drop a book. They both looked at each other - startled. "Sorry!" The blonde haired girl bent down and picked up the dropped book. "Here." She said as she handed the book to Prince Terrence. Then she saw the book cover. Her eyes immediately brighten. "Is that Nick Michael's 'Legend of the Faes'?!" She gasped and suddenly stopped herself. Her face flushed with embarrassment. The prince looked baffled at first, but then h

“I have never heard the like.” “They are in it together,” her sister stated, with a positively wicked grin. “Release me and you can take this one in my place.” “What’s in it for us?” “I will watch them. And when we reach land, you will be rewarded.” “How?” the oarsman asked. “Do you know who I am? No? The Princess Royal, rightful heir to the late King Gregory of Vercia. Take me back to the palace and I will give each of you your body weight in gold coins.”

I look up into the milky white eyes of my best friend and say one word. “Dragon’s!” **Authors note** I hope you have enjoyed Book 2, the next book, will follow on from this from Monday the 15th of Dec. Book 3 follows the story of Princess Emerald and King Vulcan in The Dragon Kings Golden Obsession. Hope to see you all soon :) MM xx

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

"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?”

Mirra had brought some food or me from the handmaid quarter and after we had lunch, I placed the book infront of me and continued reading. Most of the stories on the book the Prince had given me were on the book I had brought from home. They are all simple light hearted stories that shall not be taken seriously, it wall all too similar with some beauty falling in love with a beast. I had looked through both books for a while and I didn't look up until I heard Mirra walk in. "My Lady, You're still on that book?" She asked as she walked closer. "Still?" I questioned before I looked over to the closed windows to see that it was past sunset. "I didn't realized the time had passed."

I tore open the present I had brought her. "It's titled Three Realms. It's a love story I would want you to pay attention to." "Ok." I watched as she examined the book cover. "That's a princess with a body of bones, would the book be scary?" She was watching me with gazes that were doing things to me. "No, I told you it's a love story. I'll be going for breakfast and I'll definitely bring yours when I'm done." "Can I go check up on Belle?"