Princess Of Peace Novels & Stories

-Past Time- Aurora POV The palace was abuzz with the Princess's daring fashion sense, a stark contrast to the modest attire of the kingdom's females. Her deep necklines, vibrant hues, and bold headpieces had already inspired some nobles to revamp their wardrobes. At her first lunch with the palace's female nobles, she wore a stunning, hugging dress with a train and deep V, captivating every female present - except Eni, the daughter of the King's top minister and potential king consort after Princess Deze marries King Zao.

My head spun. Princess? Princess? High Princess? The title of High Princess was only given to Princesses who were sent to other kingdoms as peacemakers, sometimes it was usually a marriage alliance or to act as an ambassador in the said kingdom. Serena was a Princess. I stared at him in shock, my lips parting but no one came out of my mouth. “You are a princess” I whispered and Serena chuckled. “I’m sorry I kept it from you” she replied softly and I blinked my eyes hard at her. I had heard too many things in a short while to even be fazed and bothered that she had hidden such a thing from me.

In a kingdom named Drachentia, there lived a kind-hearted Princess that earned the nickname Drachentia Kingdom’s Winter Flower. Born from the esteemed Duke of Mountravven family. Her name is Fuschia Mountravven. However, after becoming a Crown Princess, her nature was exposed.

Her wings looked like they would belong to a dragonfly. “Tanz, this is our new Duke, Sir Scott MaComb, and his two children, Scott and Stacey.” Then Belle turns to our daughter, her eyes beaming, “This is Princess Elentari Amia Tirisil.” She holds a finger to her lips, “But this is a secret no one can know until we announce her to the Kingdom as a whole. You will be the only one allowed to attend to them while they are in their quarters. Until she is announced you may refer to her as Miss Silk MaComb.” Her instructions were absolute.

She sighs, "It's weird and unfair, alright? The officers didn't take her seriously. She's a royal, yeah, a princess, yeah, but you get it... It's all about class and rank in this world." "God. How bad was it?" I ask, quickly taking out the door's key and walking out with her. I lock the door from outside. "So bad... Whatever Princess said, they had something against it. Her highness was trying to discuss about the shortage of clean water in two districts, but the officers were saying this and that on how it's only a small issue." "What bullshit," I mumble. "Exactly. It was quite a war zone. There wasn't anyone to take her side, but Princess handled it quite well. As usual. She's so great."

It was all of the young prince's work, thinking it will be him who will have the opportunity to exchange trade across seas. When the royal prince did not utter a single word, Lord Troi continued. “ The king knew that the tribe princess was the ensign of peace throughout the lands of the Empire, we must, to the best of our ability, must preserve her safety at all times or war wilt have to breakthrough between the Teuton and our armies instead.”

She said as she smiled at Soheila and the five birds. "Yes," Luna nodded and glanced at her friends. "Meet my sister, the First Princess." The five birds stand up and Soheila knew what they are going to do, so she stands up as well. "We greet the First Princess of the North Kingdome." They all said simultaneously. The First Princess nodded and smiled at them. "No need for formalities. I am Clemence Amalthea-Park, nice meeting you guys." She greeted Soheila and the six birds with a big smile.

They just do not know why, they always could not argue with the young itanforiti. THE PEACE CAMPAIGN It all began with thirty kingdom rulers and all their generals, they went from one kingdom to another, proposing peace and oneness, and it had been going well all along, the news of this strange agreement of peace and oneness, was reaching every corners of the world, and they all were expecting their own share of the proposal, this movement rumors got to the black land of peace, and the king was also in support, he waited for the consent of her daughter, who was at that time building a new palace that would be big enough for such a powerful spirit filled princess like itanforiti, the two hund

She lost her crown, her name, and her face—only to discover the truth behind the throne. Ariana Ophelia possessed everything a woman could desire: a crown, a kingdom, total power, and a prince who swore his devotion. Determined to prove herself stronger than her late father, she ruled Roseberst with an iron fist, trading compassion for absolute authority. Until she goes to sleep a ruthless queen—and wakes up a powerless servant. Trapped in the battered body of Elena, a maid she humiliated hours before, Ariana wakes into a twisted reality: her dead father is alive, the palace is subtly changed, and another woman sits on her throne—wearing Ariana’s exact face. When Ariana tries to re

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.