Princess Pipe Trapped Novels & Stories

An encrypted distress signal was sent. Three nights later, Sophia stood on the edge of a cliff. The wind howled, whipping her dress around her. Hurried footsteps came from behind. Alexander had arrived with his men. "Princess!" he yelled, rushing toward her. "Come with me!" Sophia glanced back at the guards chasing them and suddenly smiled. "Alexander, are you afraid of heights?" Before he could react, Sophia grabbed his hand and jumped off the cliff. Below were raging waves, but on the cliff face were footholds she had scouted out days ago. The guards didn't dare to follow.

We failed. In seconds, the tape connected my fingers to Lucian’s sleeve. Then his sleeve to the table. Then the table to my coat. Then my coat to the paper roll. Then the paper roll to my other hand for some reason. I struggled, pulling backward. The tape pulled tighter. “I am trapped,” I announced. Elara laughed harder. “Aveline. Stop moving.” “I cannot. I am being consumed.” Lucian struggled beside me. “Stop panicking. You are making it worse.”

My heart stops as I turn to look at the screen. At first, I think it’s Josie. My stomach twists, ready to drop. But no—it’s not her. It’s Prince. The video is grainy, green-tinted like it’s being recorded with a night-vision camera. He’s in a tiny, cramped space—so small he can’t even stretch his legs out fully, let alone lie down. My fists clench as I watch him claw at the walls, screaming and pounding on the door. He’s trapped, like an animal in a cage.

She wasn't allowed to step outside at any cost and acquaint with her lover, even by mistake. When Queen Jenna and Miranda, holding her little Jocastia enter Ravine switches the TV off and says, "Are you trying to bake me into a bread in here? Why am I trapped here? Trap him! He's gonna be fine in his room for days!" Yells Ravine, frustrated that she cannot roam around. Miranda laughs loudly at her irritation while the Queen takes a small tray of rings to select from. As she presents the princess a set of the most beautiful diamonds of size 21, Ravine's eyes bulge out of her skull.

"Good, you cannot make any mistake. We might not get another chance to find my wife if you fail this time. Chances of her appearing on another viral video like that of the womaniser may not happen again. Apprehend her and I will make you my right hand man." "Yes, your majesty." Mark answered before the Prince dropped the call. Mark sat down and clenched his fist. 'Princess, I will find you, even if it's the last thing I will do.' Suddenly, his door swung open and a soldier rushed in panting. "Boss, you would never believe who we just saw by the shore. It's the Princess." The old man shot up quickly. "What did you say? We found the Princess already?" "Yes, boss. It seems so. We saw her throug

She washed up on my beach and is currently sleeping in one of my spare room’ The Prince told him, ‘I will collect her in an hour we are just docking in the harbour. I owe you a huge favour my friend’ Caleb grinned at Anthony who headed out to get the car, ‘You do indeed and I shall make sure I collect in the very near future.’ The Prince put down his phone and looked up, ‘Your Highness, the female is awake’ His guard bowed and Khalid followed him back to her room, ‘Is everything alright?’ He asked smoothly going inside, ‘No it is not. Why am I being kept a prisoner here’

“So, it reaches home, huh? I’m famous again.” “If I were to comment on this photo, I mean, I have the sympathy of the Serevian crown. I hope the princess, who has just gotten back her titles, will heal, but do we have any clue who leaked this image online?” said the first host. “The question is, who kidnapped the princess? How come no one has heard about it? With regards to the timeline shown in the photo, the princess was still here, in the US. This could have been an international incident. Did the Serevian crown know about the kidnapping of Her Royal Highness?” The second host’s response was with a good point.

Clicking the button to turn my laptop on. I heard her inhale. “You cant be seious?” “Very. I’m give you all the evidence you need.” I felt the excitment amd hesitancy. This was a make or break you kind of case.. Huge publicity and payout of she wins. “I need to look over this, talk to you tonight.” Back to business and she hung up. Nodding at the boys, telling them, she was in. Now that my computer waa up,I pulled up the palaces page. Across the top, read, BREAKING NEWS. MENTALLY UNSTABLE PRINCESS HAS BEEN CAUGHT.

Her eyes were frozen open with the death stare, and the gaping hole in the base of her throat told me there was no way she would survive this. A sob burst from my lungs, even though I refused to believe it. “Just hold on,” I told her, struggling to keep her head above water and keep myself from going under as I fought the current, trying to move us sideways through it and with it at the same time, floating our way gradually toward one of the banks. The ferry passed us with the royal guards cupping their hands around their eyes as they watched, trying to determine if the princess was alive or not. Next to them, the ferry master heaved two bags over the side of the pontoon—our possessions—and

He sighed. “What do you want?” “Your wife has been kidnapped.” PRIM Prim opened her eyes slowly, unsure where she was. Her blurry vision finally came into focus, and she noticed a man sitting opposite her in the moving van. She felt her hands bound behind her in biting cuffs. “What are you doing? Let me out, let me go.” She shouted as she started to struggle. She remembered everything now. She remembered the weird man, and the restroom, and the dead guard, and Aurora.