Princess Princess Ever After Novels & Stories

The young woman watched the large property widen before her eyes... It was much bigger than she thought... She had taken the virtual tour of the castle but she didn't know it was so big... In fact she did not know that it was so huge... She held back her mouth but her eyes sparkled so much that she was in awe... And when the car entered the big front door, she felt herself breathing another air, a much purer air than the one of Los Angeles... This role was really a dream... Not only did she become a princess overnight, she had a first class makeover, she got on a private plane and now she was going to meet a king and queen... For real. It was really something she had never dared to hope for.

Prestoria was not going to be history any longer but only the gone Prestoria would be. Prestoria would be a magical place. The King took it from there. “There is no more war but we have been in this great pause for fifteen years.” The exclamation from everyone present began. “But our Princess here has gone through a lot. Being the only survivor after our brave sorcerer died, she went through a lot to save Prestoria, and now she has. I present Princess Angela of Prestoria!” The clapping was three times louder than before and she felt extremely special. That was when the jitters came in.

It was an honor to be in the presence of such skilled men. I wasn’t the only woman on board. There was another that went by the name of Liza. She was a tough, broad woman with a barking voice. She was as hard as the crew she commanded. Captain Liza controlled one of the other ships, though I was unsure of its name. While she had a hard surface, she was soft towards me. Her eyes never looked at me with anything but kindness. I knew I liked her from our very first introduction. Liza provided me with womanly advice and naturally took me under her wing when she got the chance. Unlike the others, she made a point of reminding me I was a Princess, but not in a bad way. She often provided me with a

“It turned out that the princess survived. She grew up as an enslaved orphan and no one knew who her real parents were. Her past and how she grew up doesn’t matter now. Her powers has woken up and she has worked hard to master them. She is ready to ascend to the throne. All the wolf packs will fall under her rule and all the alphas must obey her command.” “Of course. We wouldn’t hesitate. Where is her royal highness? My family and I would like to meet her,” Gerret said. “You have met her already,” Alfred said, looking at me. The look on his face was amusing. His eyes bulged out of their sockets as he gaped at me. “Her!” A look of absolute horror and disbelief was on his face as he exclaimed.

she asked, toe tapping against the weathered porch boards. Damn. She got me. I had done my best to learn what I could about Tobi’s world, and yeah, I knew he was a prince. But I hadn’t really thought it through. Not all the way. “I mean… we haven’t exactly talked about that yet,” I muttered, trying to keep my composure. “A crescent moon,” Moira said, exasperated. “I guess we should start calling you Princess,” Oscar teased with a grin. Henry turned in his arms, confused. “Wait, what secret is she keeping?”

Third POV “A princess can't post a photoshopped video.” She said to herself. She took a second glance at the video, even pausing it at the familiar guy and it happened to be Adrian. There was that deep shock that cascaded over her. She played the video again, wishing it's not real but then it was even all over the news the moment she left I*******m. “Gosh!” Princess Sophia has found her Prince Charming after several years of unsuccessful love stories.

the Princess hears her voice whisper instead although she did not recall opening her mouth, her blood-colored eyes growing dull as they lowered to her lap submissively, already acknowledging her defeat, her death, “...nothing is wrong… Mother,” The fairytales lie. There is no happily ever after for princesses. Especially not for monsters. She realized this… too late. Too late. The witch has won. “Good girl. Now, eat up. Eat up. Eat up, my good girl,” the Queen crooned, almost desperate and fearful that the Princess might change her mind and stalk out of the room and try to escape.

~A girl so happy yet so silent Her heart pure like the snow So afraid she was of people And yet she loved a boy He was as charming as a prince And lit up her world in diamonds She was the happiest she had ever been But a flower always dies Turned out he was a demon The princess he now held captive A high tower in the mountains Her heart closed down in darkness Now she hates him... No escape left, all went quiet The princess in the mountains They say her ghost now hates silence The prince that was a demon He was never seen in the forest.~ The book pages had some teardrops on them for, by the end of the poem, Siana’s eyes were covered in tears. Her mind was filled with questions after she fini

[ELARA] Daphne Elspeth, princess of Wyvern, embodies elegance and flawless beauty. Her presence is radiant, turning heads with every step she takes. Even King Eldric seems unduly captivated by her, ostensibly for her assistance in dismantling the Elspeth dynasty.

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid