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.

“Doesn’t look like it’s getting any better, does it? How did you end up in here?” “Same as you, I’d wager,” Thespian says. “I was next to the road one moment, and the next I was here.” “Pippa?” I ask my mate and reach out to touch her. I need to feel her, I need to reassure myself that this is real, that we’re really stuck in this magical prison with seemingly no way out. “Do you remember anything?” She shakes her head. “I was on my way to see Edith and then…boom.”

Guards were rushing out, and we followed them. Two guards were lying on the ground, and three others were visibly exhausted. “The... the... the princess has escaped! She rode Klaus’s horse Zephyr. Call the king immediately!” Isadorah’s legs buckled in shock, and a shrill alarm signal began to sound, announcing an emergency. Everyone knew what that meant. I felt a paralyzing terror. Miriam was out there, defenseless, and a sandstorm was heading straight for us. Was she heading into this imminent danger?