Princess Ella World Novels & Stories

A sense of peace rushes over me as Ella hops down the stairs and folds her arms over her chest. “I ran out of paint, and Aunt Poppy’s solution was to have me crush seashells for hours on end to make my own.” Ella examines her nails and eyes me skeptically until we hear the front door firmly shut. “Why is Princess Lorena of Windsong Gorge meeting privately with you?” “I am going to propose to her–” Ella scoffs, then breaks out in a sharp laugh that echoes through the foyer. “You’ve got to be kidding me. I didn’t think you were actually going to go through with this!”

I feel like I'm one of those bullies who takes advantage of their assets and make other people feel like losers. I maybe a Princess-like born with such fortune in front of me, but I'm still a human. I am also full of flaws and imperfections like any other person out there. Maybe I am a modern princess, but not in fairytales. --------- Third person's POV Sylvia couldn't help but lose an owl laugh because of what she heard. Now she knows the reason why her daughter went to Olivia Wines ’son’s office. And the business matters that it said are just a favor related to the selection of the construction company that will work for the new project to be launched by the company.

Ella let out a scared scoff. "What did you just say?" She asked me. "You heard me right, Ella," I replied and rolled my eyes. I noticed that Ella began to panic as well. "How did she find out?" She asked me. "I don't know," I replied. She bit her pointer finger and stared at Elara's retreating figure with scorn. We were the only ones now left in the dining apart from the maids who were packing plates into the kitchen. "I am the princess of this pack and can not be caught in this mess. I am supposed to be struggling to find a mate," she cried out.

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.

“Yeah, if you have time could you get someone to look into Nanny Elsbeth, there must be a connection between what she knew and the ship showing up for Mia. “Well actually, I hope you don’t mind but I have Shimel and Lacy on that, they wanted to help and we are a bit stretched. There are so many leads to chase up. I’m not sure if they will find anything but at least they should have found most of the vital documents to look through and that should save us time” “No that’s a really good idea, any news on the Kings recovery. “Jay I don’t think he has much time left. That’s my gut feeling. I could tell that his heart has an irregular beat.” “I wonder how his passing will affect everything, proba

"Just now, you referred to her as 'Princess,' not 'Eighth Prince.' You stood not far away and witnessed 'Eighth Prince' gifting Elly to me. However, when Elly mentioned being saved by the Princess, instead of finding it peculiar, you seemed perfectly at ease. Therefore, there's only one possibility—you have already recognized the Ninth Princess. 'My ninth sister is within the Imperial Palace. Even ordinary palace maids may not differentiate between my ninth sister and Eighth Brother. How did Emma Duchess know?" Edward's cunning exceeded Emma's expectations. If it weren't for Alpha Jeffn's insight into the weakness of Old Beta Jason, Edward might not have fallen into the trap so quickly. Furt

She had no one to guide her, fearing her parents might find out. Aliyah kept her abilities to herself out of fear that the kingdom would see her as evil and compare her to her witch aunt, who waged war a year after her parents’ reign. How do I know this? Because I am Luna, also known as Aliyah Collins, an 18-year-old first-year college student majoring in fashion design. I am the daughter of the Lycan King and Queen. So, yes, I’m a princess. But as I mentioned, I am not like them. I don’t have a beast, so I cannot shift into my lycan form.

She said hurriedly. I stared at Princess Ella in shock. She was suprised at how direct she was. "I'm going to be here for whatever you need princess Ella." I said. "Great, let's start with you stop calling me princess Ella, Ella is ok when we're alone. I mean friends call themselves by name right?" "Ok." I said. She is unlike any princess Aurora has seen. Though she's the first princess she has met.

"After you die, I will take an elven wife, and the child from that union will someday be king or queen." "Our child would not rule?" The prince shook his head, "Only a full elf can rule. Our child would be highly valued, but not the heir. Our second born could be ruler of your world, if you like," Ithel said as of it was a big concession. Aurora had to fight the churning in her stomach. This whole arrangement was just unfathomable, but she had to keep calm. "You bring up an excellent point. I am the ruler of the human world. I need to return to it."

The Duchess poured herself a cup of tea, raised the cup to her lips and took a sip. “The weather is very nice today, it’s just right for you to go out for a walk, Gabriella.” She looked at Ella, giving all her attention to her. Ella nodded, but her eyes were filled with boundless guilt. The one who should be taking care of the Duchess should be her daughter. Not an alien-like you. Everything has to go back to a month ago when she was still Ella Gerald living in a small city in California. Ella Gerald is just one of the eight billion people on the planet called earth. She lives a closed life and rarely interacts with people around her.