Novel & Cerita Princess Quarterback

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.

The jasper I know in the past would never pry on a lady's privacy and threaten her this way. My gaze got to Keach who only look away with a sad expression. There is nothing no one could do. I can see it already. No one will dare go against the prince of FFC but I can and I will. After all I am the Princess. The princess of FFC.

It was the first time I thought someone might care about my life as they should since I would be luna, but the look on her face said she didn’t care what I did. “You’re supposed to make sure that doesn’t happen. I’ll be queen and luna, you know?” She rolled her eyes and hustled onto another jeep, and grabbed another gun. Shiloh and Messiah join the efforts to fight while Ian was maintaining the shield that was keeping everyone alive.

She whispered softly to the empty room, “How could this happen? I was supposed to be his Queen…. She looked around the beautiful guest chamber, her eyes empty now. This was supposed to be her place, her life. She was supposed to be Queen by the king's side. She was supposed to wear his mark on her neck, not some other woman. Her breathing slowed. Her tears were gone now, replaced by a cold, bitter determination. Slowly, she walked to the small table by the window and poured herself some water, her hands still trembling a little. She drank, her mind racing with thoughts of what she could do. She wasn’t just any woman. She was Princess Sheila of the Moonshine Pack. She had power, she had conne

A bright glow emanates from the baby and a collective gasp fills the hall. "A healer has been born to all the supernatural beings. Behold, a child born of a pure soul. A child born to a woman who suffered the most atrocities of life but remained pure. All the torture, pain, hurt, and abuse could not dampen her love nor cloud her pure heart. She chose forgiveness, over vengeance. She chose love over animosity. No matter how bad the blows were, Summer remained the indestructible princess that she rightly is. All hail our universal queen!" "All hail the Queen!" The End

said Amairas . " In the honour of what she is we will name her Cynthia , as she belongs to the moon ." said the man and the scene shattered in pieces . Cynthia was standing in the same hall with the crown . " So i suppose now you know ." said the crown . " I ....I ..I am the moon princess . " said Cynthia nervously . " Yes my majesty ." said the crown softly ." I hope you'll seen figure out a why to be at your kingdom , the kingdom awaits you and so do i . " said the crown .

A harsh laugh, devoid of humor, echoed in the confined space. “Where you belong, princess. For now.” A hand, large and calloused, brushed against her cheek, a touch that made her skin crawl. She flinched away, a desperate, futile movement. “Don’t touch me.” Her voice, though still weak, held a surprising edge of defiance. “Feisty, ain’t she?” the gruff voice mused. “James sure picked a spirited one.”

Sarah hurriedly pressed the answer button and shot Adrian a look, signaling him to be quiet. “Hello?” On the other end of the line was her assistant, Clara, her voice brimming with urgency. “Sister Sarah, please come back right away! The CEO from headquarters has suddenly arrived, and we’re supposed to submit the contract as agreed!” Sarah’s expression turned serious, her pretty little face full of determination. “I’ll be back at the office right away. Wait for me!” Sarah hung up the phone and was just about to turn around to tell Adrian when he suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind. He rested his chin possessively in the crook of her neck, his elegant jawline tickling her collarb

Thank God I didn't say the first that came to mind as soon as I opened the door or else I would have ended up calling the Queen “a daft idiot who doesn't get the point once because his ego is too bruised by a woman punching him. " I just swallowed and held the door wide open for her. “My Queen." Though my head was bowed, I could feel her death glare drilling holes into my head. “Mother." The Princess called her attention away from me and she walked into the room. Without wasting any more time, I walked out of the room and closed the door. At first, the room was silent and I was so happy I wasn't the Princess at that moment. However, I wasn't surprised because the tension between the princess

I thank him for putting this conference together so fast and watch as he walks to his own chair that is placed beside my Grandfather before I turn to face the crowd. "Good evening the people of Zalaris. I am Allisara Crestal Nimair, Princess of Nimairene and soon to be Queen." I start and take a deep breath. Grandmama and Liz prepared me with what to say but I need to state everything in my own words. "Yesterday during the parade I was attacked for the second time since returning to my rightful place, the first attempt was that I was poisoned at a privet event I was invited to weeks ago.” I begin, watching horror fill the eyes of those before me.