Princess Love Stories Novels & Stories

One chance to keep her from assuming it’s a mistake and asking if anyone is looking for it, ruining any chance we have of keeping the events of the Haze a secret. I write her name at the top of the page again. I’ve been trying to use Father’s words, but maybe that’s not the right way. Before Mother’s death—before she even got sick—she used to read to me at night sometimes. Her favorite was a story about a princess locked in a tower and a prince that visited her every single day even though neither of them could find each other during the Haze to confirm they were each other’s true mates. Every day, they talked for hours. How to get her out, and what they would do when they could. They tried

*Dileep Pov* I stared at the girl standing before me with surprise regardless of the fact that I am trying hard to compose myself. Is this the girl with whom I talked to yesterday? “Prince? What Prince?” she asked again, frowning at me. “I am Dileep and Prince of Ivaan.” I replied, still frowning looking at her face. “Ivaan? I never heard of it. Are you really a Prince?” she asked with a little petrified tone.

The stories her father had whispered when she was a little girl, tales of a throne that belonged to their bloodline, echoed like a drumbeat she could never escape. Her gaze fell on King Nicolas—the man she had loved since she was small, the one she had dreamed of, imagined, and schemed for. Yet he had never returned her affection, not even when she bent the world to her will, not even when she tried to make him see her. And now… it was all for nothing. All for nothing. Her body lay contorted on the ground as she took her last breath. King Nicolas’s body shook. That would have been Princess Isolde. The princess of Crescentmoon. Lying dead on the floor for doing nothing wrong.

But the Queen still can't give it to the King. So the King searched for care. For someone who can give what he wanted. He searched for love. Until she found an ordinary girl living outside the castle. The King fell in love with the ordinary girl. And the girl fell in love with the King as well, she's ready to give what the King wanted. She's ready to give birth to a girl. They fall for each other as if everything will gonna be okay. Fifteen years passed, and destiny gives what the Kind wanted. And that is the day you've born. A princess that will continue the generation of Luxes. A princess that will serve as protection. So the King left the girl and went back to the Queen. At the same time,

The Ceremony began the Elite taking the podium just off to the side, “I of The Elites welcome all of Ziion to a momentous occasion here today. Five days ago we mourned the passing of our King. Today we are here for Princess Rota, his daughter. But first I want to share with you a pre-recording of Princess Rota, sharing about some of Ziion’s amazing history she had recently discovered. The huge pieces of white Fabric lowered from the sides to form a curtain in front of the coffin, and Princess Rota image was projected onto them. Hello all of Ziion, I am Princess Rota and I have an amazing story to tell you of a lost princess of Ziion but first I need to go back in time to the Sixth King of Zi

The princess might already be creeped out by her sudden yell. Gathering her courage together, Katherine held her head high, though she just wanted to vanish in the ground. Now that is had already come so far, she needed to continue with the act. So, she looked the princess right in the eye. "I really love him very much. It's just that our love-story is something so intimate to me... I never told it to someone before." Lowering her eyes on the plates, the princess pursed her lips. "Very intimate you say? How is that possible when he doesn't even want to touch you?"

Kashmir reminding her that she doesn't want to wear heavy makeup. "Yes, princess. I remember it." Fatima said "Fatima, don't call me princess" Kashmir rolled her eyes. "You will be soon a princess because you will be married to a prince soon." Fatima smiled at Kashmir and led her to the vanity mirror and let her sit on a stool. "You know, girls. Kashmir didn't believe me before that the prince liked her." Joyce said while looking for a gown to wear. "How did you know that the prince liked Kashmir?" asked Maryam.

The queen of love said, then lowered her head and kissed the forehead of princess Alleta. ***** Prince Xander Reenan raised his face. He wiped his tears and held his lover's hand again. The stranger's soul still sat beside the princess. "Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this to me?" Prince Xander Reenan asked the soul of the strange man sitting beside his lover. "You forget so easily. I'll take her home when you remember me." The foreign man's soul said, then stretched out his hand and held the hand of princess Alleta Wolfrentie. The prince's grip was suddenly released when the princess stood up. Prince Xander raised his face. The stranger's soul moved to take his lover away. "No. Don

she said trying to ease the tense air “I guess that’s right, but I couldn’t bare it all and tried to give up being a prince, I hate pretty much everything about it” “Well, I guess we are two parallel lines, I love everything about being a princess, and it’s the best gift my parent ever gave me” “Maybe you should see a new dimension to it or maybe you should give up on your first love now” she suddenly brought out “First love?” he asked with a little grin “Eris, isn’t she your highness first woman?” she asked her cheerfulness gone “Who told you that?” she asked the grin becoming bigger “I don’t think it’s a secret either, everyone in the palace knew of the love story between you and the lady

she spoke boldly even though seeing king get hurt, hurt her more. "Are you trying to say, you don't love me?" King asked as he moved close to her, his eyes staring at her green ones. "King," she called out, removing her hands from his grip as she looked away. "I really wish I could tell you I didn't but I can't because I do but I do not want anything to do with love. You're a great guy and any one would be happy to be with you but not me do you understand?" "Yes I do, I understand you're a scared girl whose afraid to love again because she got hurt by a stupid prince who didn't care about her,"