Princess Love Stories Novels & Stories

“Well, she does not have a choice. She needs to obey me.‘, Valerie says as she walks with long strides down the hallway to greet the King’s arriving from all the directions. “Queen Valerie”, a voice croaks amidst the greetings of people. “What magic did you put on the scroll that almost every King is unable to resist the charm to marry the Princess of the East.” Valerie looks at the figure, pulling her lips in a soft smile. Love and affection are etched on its edges as small white pearls peek through her pink plump lips. “Just a few twists of words. I know my daughter will never agree to marry anyone if she is not forced to, and for the love of God, I would never want her to spend her life w

She was the bride of a ghost king who loved her and she loved him. *l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l*

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.

Right before his lips touched hers, the woman popped into her head and something too strong to be called jealousy and too mild for the word hatred filled her up inside. Zoey couldn't get the image of this other woman draped around him out of her head. Not when the King's Fancy had been rife with rumours about the prince's womanizing ways. Just how many women had he allowed to hang all over him like that? How many women had he done even more with?

I had to do this right, so my efforts won't be in vain. I walked into her room and walked around, searching for anything that could give me a clue about her secret life. I knew the princess was smart and really quick witted. As I walk around the room, I passed the window. As I looked out, I saw her. Crying, amongst the flowers. She was always amongst the sunflowers. I guess she really liked them. I really felt bad for her, having to be forced to do something you don't want to, but have no choice to. I know how it felt.

I got my dream job and was happy to live out my life as a seamstress. Entering the factory the usual concentration was disrupted by the rush of girls scurrying around, modifying dresses and doing their hair. "What the hell?" I asked Emma sped across the room, her shaking hands clutching a crumpled paper. "here!" she said throwing the paper at me. 'The king formally invites all unmated females aged between 20 and 30 to attend a screening audition. 50 girls will be selected, who will then go onto compete in The Princess Games. 3 lucky girls will marry one of his sons. His 3 boys, Theodore, Ezra and Grey will choose a wife each.'

I would like to think I stand a better chance at believing in love than she does, and everyone knows how my so called believe ended and ceases to exist. Ruby threw her a pointed look, “It is real!” And of course, our dearest Ruby the ever so romantic that believes in everything a good love story can offer. I truly wish she finds the type of love that she dreams of with the way she is. She deserves it, there is no doubt there really. “You never know. And besides, some even say,” She looked around to see if there was anyone in sight, and upon not sighting anyone, she then leaned down to whisper, “It is on this night that the Princes will be blessed with their fated mates—especially the Crowned

There are rare moments when Raihana’s eyes sparkle like that these days. “You mean dress to excite a certain something?” Skyla cackles. “I hope his pants are loose, so it isn’t too obvious!” “Sky!” I scold, blushing. Delsanra chuckles. “I hate to say this, but I love the idea. I heard of a queen once who attended her lover’s engagement…” She smiles and I know who she means, Mama… I always wanted a love story as great as theirs. Somehow, I seem to be getting all the pain that came with it too… but does it mean in the end I will have my knight in shining armour? Why does my heart still hope, although it just hurts me?

The sixth week came, and she echoed stories of warriors, star cross lovers, betrayal, vengeance, family, friendship, and tragedy. Eric, however, did not like her stories about tragic love. The way she read it to Tabitha made it sound too heartbroken. One of them was about a male lead who was dumb to let his lover go because he thought the other female was his true love. Than to find out that his lover died protecting him, while his true love ran away with another man. His lover cursed them too never them to never be together. So, every lifetime they were met, they would both go their separate ways. It irritated him that such man in the world exist. He didn't like such annoying stories. "Fair

Several times they made love among the paintings that would later decorate the stage of some famous ballet. With a lot of effort she came back to reality. She saw the shops full of people coming in and out, those oriental faces passing by her. He sighed and continued walking without looking either way, as he no longer wanted to see the canvases displayed in stores that would bring him more memories of his lost love forever. Clive was so smart and talented...she was so proud of him. Oh! how difficult it was to forget something that had been so significant in his life, someone who had been so important, someone to whom he had given himself body and soul! She had to try to convince herself that