Princess Puzzle Novels & Stories

she said "huh" me : shall I start questioning princess : hmm me : do you know why I ignored you princess : is it because you know the thing I hided me : so you know it princess : I guessed me : then how can you hide it from me is it because you think iam unworthy or you can't still believe me princess : no no I believe you but I don't want you to get worried I want to solve everything me : do you want me to believe it princess : yeah

"Whatever you say, Pandora. We're here now. Remember not to chase anyone but the Princess of Damaris." "Right. I heard dozens died trying to win her hand in marriage at the festival of the moon." "That was years ago. But be careful while you're here. There are still rumours that the Princess tries to eliminate her suitors," Zariah spoke undertone. "Sounds like my kind of woman. A challenge in a dress... Someone's coming. Is my uniform shiny enough?" "You should have worn the dress we picked for you, Pandora. You look like a man." "That is bull-crap. This is what the future Queen of Ingram looks like. They can either take it or jump into the sea." Pandora hated dresses, and everyone around he

Princess Reda answered as they all enter the large room, splitting themselves - the second Princess and daughter of Luna Howell. "Where is Princess Lahore?" The king asked, breaking the silence "Still on her makeup…" Princess Reda replied, standing beside Princess Faricenda who chuckled, "As usual!" She rolled her eyes and Princess Reda hit her shoulder, chuckling. Princess Lahore, the first Princess and daughter of Luna Luciana - Princess Lahore walked into the throne room in her glass high heels, wearing a tank top with a crazy short Jean. The Alpha coughed, his wine splashing onto the ground; his face changed. "Is this called a dress?" He thundered and Princess Lahore paused, scoffing sil

she ponders as the two leaves. As the servants left her office, the Princess stood up and looked at the mirror. She rolled her sleeve up to massage the swollen red rashes scattered across her arm. The Princess applied for ointment and medicine, but none could relieve its irritation. She looked at the window to see fat rats festering below the gutter of the Royal Court. Unbeknownst to her, Pentalium's attack has begun; none is the wiser to understand the danger the Kingdom is about to experience. William, John, and the Princess must brave this storm if they are to stand against their invisible enemy.

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

Now, Queen—Kween, with a K—was not the same. She walked in in her magenta pantsuit, braids down to her waist, and those rhinestone glasses that looked like they belonged in a K-pop music video. She didn't smile. She didn't frown. She just… looked at me. Her heels clicked like punctuation marks. And then she paused. Her eyes raked me from head to toe. She timed the fur coat. The white boots. The pearl clips. She tilted her head. "You borrowed my style."

Sunlight fights its way through the stained glass windows, casting a bewitching kaleidoscope of colors on the polished marble floor. A hushed anticipation fills the room as the large, ornate doors at the far end creak open. In steps PRINCESS SALENA, her presence commanding attention and admiration. Her flowing gown of deep, midnight blue, adorned with silver accents, seems to whisper secrets in the dim light. Her dark hair cascades down her back like a silken waterfall, and a delicate tiara adorned with dark, mesmerizing gems rests upon her regal brow. Princess Salena of Kingdom Valeria exudes an aura of both elegant charm and a seductive allure.

Jared was puzzled but obeyed nonetheless. Coming into the room, the first sight that greeted him was that of the dazzling Catriona, The princess. She was the only occupant in the room. He stepped in cautiously, looking around to ensure it was not a trap. Catriona is noted for that, she picks on men working in the palace whenever they refused her advances of being her fuck toy. Which he was not planning on becoming. A vicious princess with the face of an angel.

� 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕). 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉

I resisted the urge to sneer. “I will not be around forever; the time for a new ruler is coming. All the other Princesses have accepted betrothals. Even your sister has taken it up with the Prince of Chamber, but it is not her birthright to form alliances with the other kingdoms. It is yours, Kiara.” “Arsenal is hardly the kingdom I’d like to ally with.” I turned away from him.