Princess Knight Book Novels & Stories

"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?”

I paced back and forth restlessly in the garden, praying to God, “Oh God, please keep my husband safe, I would give anything.” After a long time, there was a noise at the door. A group of knights in broken armor, smelling of blood, came in carrying a tall man. “Out of the way! Out of the way!” Shouted the knight standing in front. “What's going on?” I ran up. Oh, Nuri gritted his teeth, frowning in pain. There was blood running from under his armor. My lips quivered and I could not speak. “You're the princess the Royal Family married to atone for their sins? Get out of Here!” A knight shouted at me.

“Clementine, where are the knights that I brought to guard you?” Prince Noah asked her. “They are on a mission… I sent them to other kingdoms and persuaded them to join me and become my witnesses when I take over my position as the princess of the Westernian Empire,” she answered. “So that’s the reason why even though I sent them to you, the enemies still manage to get you,” Prince Noah said. “What knights? Did you bring her the special knights?” sir Damian asked.

It was not a forbidden scripture. It was a children’s storybook. Its cover was made of worn leather, and its once colorful illustrations had faded. Rayden recognized it. He recognized the illustration style. It was a book from the mortal world. With slightly trembling hands, he leaned forward to read the title. As he read it, the air in his lungs felt ripped away. “The Adventures of the Light Knight and the Star Princess.” A chill colder than any ice surged through his entire body. That book the very same book his mother used to read to him and Raelyn every night before bed. The story of a knight who journeyed to the ends of the world to save a princess whose light had been stolen.

"Tristan, the one who guards the princess is a knight, but the princess often chooses to be with the prince in the end. If you want to be a knight for the rest of your life, you should continue to protect her. You should not do anything else." Prince, Princess, and knight, that metaphor... The knight much be referring to him. Tristan felt that her sister's analogy was very appropriate. He was indeed a knight for Stella.

I couldn't understand her anymore. I thought Father was just having an illusion when he said that the Crown Princess is unreadable. But now I realize that he was right, she's a book with an empty pages. I kneel down and lowered my head. "With all my heart, I swear to God that I will offer you my loyalty, my life, and my soul. I will serve you in the name of noble Lavescha, I will be your knight." I couldn't wait to read the empty pages when I found that the stories was totally hidden. This isn't as bad as what I expected...

"It's about a princess who is held captive in a tower by a vicious dragon. Until one day, she is finally rescued by her knight in shining armor." He swiftly took the book from her hands. "Well, that sounds a bit biased. For all we know, the dragon could be protecting her from shady knights who like to poke their noses in towers they have no business in." He tossed the book back onto the table. "You won't be reading that nonsense." "Alright then, why don't you pick one?" She suggested. He scanned through the books on the shelves, searching for one that caught his interest. A faint smile touched his face as he picked up a book, looking over it reminiscently.

Nara on the other hand, and after tapping Dahlia’s shoulders with the big old sword that belonged to their ancestors, looked at her friend with immense pride, her friend, she smiled at the thought, she didn’t know the strange and aloof girl well enough to consider her as a friend, but she was grateful that Dahlia came into her life, especially after the accident with Nicholas. “Rise, Knightess Dahlia, the first knightess of the Taghit kingdom!” The attendants clapped their hands coldly, many not approving the princess’ decision on naming a frail looking girl as a knightess, a personal one at that, but none voiced their opinions, for they believed it to be the last nail in the falling Yorens’

PLEASE LEAVE REVIEWS IT HELPS MY STORIES!!! I NEED TO KNOW WHERE I CAN IMPROVE OR WHAT I AM DOING RIGHT. THANK YOU ALPHA BEN "THE PRINCESS IS YOUR MATE," Vince shouts, and I growl loudly. "Shut up," I order, and he thumps down in one of my office chairs. "I haven't told Chelsea," I disclose in a low voice. "Ben, this is the kings' daughter we are talking about. Do you realize what you have done by parading a chosen mate in front of her," Vince says before gripping his own hair like he is the one stressed out.

Being treated like a princess makes her life dull. She always wanted to be treated as equal as those normal people do. Without looking at her life status. And she felt it when she enters Younas' Home. They may not be wealthy as every household she knew, but they are warm. 'So warm that you allowed him to hover you.' That stupid part of her mind whispers into her head. Even no one is around, still, she feels shy. Her face feels like burning with the thought of him kissing her. She remembers how she was unable to sleep that night after he kisses her. His face was all that she could see every time she closes her eyes.