Princess Ella World Novels & Stories

Emily reasoned, “Maybe deep down, babe, you do. There must have been something between you both that night for him to be hunting you like this?” Ella’s eyes filled with tears, but she refused to let them flow. “Regardless of what happened or how we connected. There are two major issues with him. One, he is a prince and two, he is to marry someone else and I’m not my sister.” Taking a deep breath “I won’t steal another woman’s man.” “The last part I could understand, but the first, so what?” “How can you say that? I’m not a mistress for any man, nor do I possess princess-like qualities. Look at me.”

A gentle breeze was blowing on that warm spring day, bringing a pleasant feeling. The streets were decorated for the festival commemorating the founding of the Arventia empire. The people were happy and prosperous thanks to Emperor Donovan Arventia, Crown Prince Theodore Arventia, and First Princess Camellia Arventia ruling them. That was the official word from the court, but it wasn't true

" And you're saying that you're a princess, like a real princess" ", Yes " I said giggling. ", Ok, wait this is alot for me right now, how could you not tell me about it since"Elia said frowning. " I'm sorry, but it wasn't my fault I was planning to tell you before my other self took me to the other side" I said pouting my lips. " What am I missing " Magnus joined in the conversation. " our girl here is a princess and have magical powers" Elia said.

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.

Then smiled wider. “Oh,” she said softly. “You will not be a princess.” Liniluna tilted her head. “No.” A small pause. “After you,” she continued, “I would rather be the next queen.” Kael’s attention sharpened, not in alarm, but approval. “A reasonable succession plan,” he said. As Aelira laughed quietly, the sound dissolving the last formality from the room. Plans were spoken of carefully after that. Not declarations. Intentions. “We will request an audience with your parents within the week,” Kael said. “Properly.”

He knew that he had lost her forever. Elara crossed the border. She felt the contract break. She was finally free. She was going home to start a new life. She was going to awaken a power that would make the world forget that she was ever a Luna. She was the Allied Princess. She was ready to start her new journey.

I fumbled for the words. "I'm sorry, Sera... I know I failed you. I'll believe you. I promise. Please... just give me one more chance. I swear I'll love you properly this time." She settled back into her beach chair and picked up her juice. Her smile was as radiant as ever, but her eyes were cold. "Tell me," she said, her voice soft. "If this cup were to break, could you ever make it whole again?" She took a slow sip. "I'm happy now. You should go."

The room erupted in applause and giggles as Ella accepted the crown, blinking back tears. She placed it on her head, bowed dramatically, and declared, "Then I promise to protect this kingdom with everything I have." The children cheered. But beneath the laughter and warmth, Ella knew one thing for certain. This was only the beginning. She was no longer Richard's ex-wife. No longer the woman who had been cast aside. She was Ella Owens—and she was finally building a life that belonged to her.

She woke up in his bed with no memory of the night before. He was Dominic Blackwell — the most feared Alpha in Evermont, ruthless, cold, and devastatingly gorgeous. The one man her father would burn the world to destroy. And she had given him everything. Serena Ashford was supposed to become the next Alpha of the Bright Moon Pack. Instead, she was disowned, exiled, and carrying the enemy's baby — a baby he refused to believe was his. "I do not know who you are. Do not call this number again." One phone call. That was all it took for him to throw her away like she was nothing. But Serena was done being nothing. She scrubbed toilets to survive. She slept on floors. She gave birth alone

Only figuring this out when she healed her own head wound whilst inspecting the bruise with her fingers. Though the ability she had received from her mother did not sooth the princess’ pain, only amplified it. Her father would want to use her, mould her to fit in his army. And yet, Elika only wanted to heal the world, aid the animals. She would never be able to do what she wished, or what her heart called for. She may be a princess, but that only made her caged life extravagant. Elika was trapped, never able to walk free; make her own choices. She had no choice in the path she would walk through the years, in what her father planned for her. As a princess, she was seen, not heard. Her opinio