Princess Puzzle Novels & Stories

"Yes! Can you???" Peach smile and say..."of course!" "Once upon a time, there is a little Princess who doesn't believe in romance. The Princess have a boring life with a colorful and cheerful friends. Thosw friends of her that makes her high school life a little better. Until one day, the little Princess left something important in the wild forest. The little Princess wants to take what she hade left in the forest. But when she came back, It was already gone making her sad. Not until she met Prince Charming who luckily have her magical notebook.

"I don't know where you're getting at but, since the great Zachary Anderson has resulted to desperation, this should be interesting. Go on." "Very well..." I'm stirring the glass with liquor. "Once upon a time, there was a lost princess, a successor to a grand kingdom. She was arranged to be in a kingdom far away. Innocent as she is, she didn't know anyone. She is shy and never really stood out. Despite all, she's very smart and not to mention rich..."

-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.

I explained. The general stayed quiet for a few seconds, then said "She's too quick witted, not to be up to something. You just haven't noticed it. Be alert. I know her. She may be picking up a spoon, and that may be a signal to someone." I just nodded my head. He walked away and i went back to my post only to see the princess out of her room and peeking through the door. "Where did you go?" She asked. "To the bathroom, My Princess." I answered

She says before the sounds of something falling and Jessica letting out a soft curse follow. “Princess, is everything okay?” I ask, worried about her getting hurt. “Yeah. I found the greenhouse you mentioned earlier today and decided I needed to actually choose things from the store to start gardening in it. That was a bag of dirt falling over and making a mess.” She explains with a sigh, and I chuckle, wanting nothing more than to pull up the app and see what sort of mess was made. “Don’t work too hard, Princess. You can leave the heavy lifting to me.” I state, and I meant every word. My Princess does not need to work so hard with me there for her.

Her dress makes that fact known to the entire world, the fabric hugging and shaping every curve of her body. Did she always look like that? With Lysandra, It just feels like opening a Russian nesting doll. But instead of getting smaller, you’re finding things you never know you’ll find out. One minute she’s dying and the next she’s here, at all ball and this is happening. “A pest?” Maddox repeats, his voice dangerously low. “The Crown Princess is a pest?” The words hang in the deafening silence of the ballroom. Princess? Crown? It is one shocking revelation after another with Lysandra. Is she truly the same broken woman bargained off by our mothers to become my wife? What is this? A play? In

, Nora said, "I am not some sort of charity case or a pet project for rich billionaires. A cute doll you play with until you get tired....." Princess Belle Nora, a striking 5'3" brunette with long, lustrous hair cascading halfway down her back, enters the bustling mall with a sense of urgency. Her radiant beauty captivates those around her, as her expressive brown eyes shimmer with excitement. The soft, sun-kissed complexion of her flawless skin adds a touch of elegance to her overall appearance.

My eyes caught on the edge of a wrinkled, torn paper, the word princess sticking out like a splash of ink. Anyone with information about the missing princess, please report to Headmistress Yves. The princess was last seen eighteen years ago. Useful information will be compensated with a sum of $1,000,000. My breath caught. That amount of money was unheard of. Unimaginable in the places I grew up in. But eighteen years missing? That was a long time. How could one hold out hope for new information when it’d been that long? Eighteen years. My age.

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.

Shaken. Like she just saw a ghost. “…Do you not know who that is?” she asked quietly. I frowned. “Should I?” She stepped closer, eyes locked on the screen. “That’s…” She hesitated. “…that’s Princess Bella Louis of Queensland Island.” Silence. My expression didn’t change— But inside? Everything shifted. “Princess?” I repeated. “She’s been missing for years,” Mei said. Her voice steadier now, but still tense. “Disappeared without a trace.”