Princess Tg Novels & Stories

It was more of an unpleasant experience and didn't Envy them anymore. The moment they entered the event, Samantha started to introduce Katie to all the guests. She had called her 'my beloved Katie' and something about a rare jewel. All Katie knew was that Samantha seemed happy, proud even to introduce her to all her friends. She could almost forget they were covering a scandal and bending to old, stupid rules. Tonight she would just enjoy being with Samantha. She would keep a level head and not get used to being wanted for once. Katie finally sat down after almost two hours of meeting people and smiling. Samantha had been called away to advise a new sergeon via phone call. Samantha was a doc

Exactly what Sidney needs. She walks towards us from her royal throne, tossing her blonde hair out of her face every few seconds, strutting confidently in her five inch high gold pumps. With a skirt about five inches above dress code requirements and a blouse with a few too many buttons undone, she managed to catch the eyes of every boy in the school.

My thumb was forgotten when the piece ‘stood up straight’ and made a holographic image of me before listing all the attributes that I have: Name: Unknown Origin: Unknown Age: 18 Height: 5’4 Hair: Black Eyes: Combination of orange, red and amber Blood: Pure Royal Position: Royal Princess/Rightful heir to the throne Parents: King Aragon and Queen Valencia Siblings: None Location: Unknown I stood frozen as I looked at the information before me. Royal Princess? King Aragon? Queen Valencia? Pure Royal blood? No siblings? “Baby girl, what is it?” my dad’s voice interrupted me.

Madam Tremblay was always right. My name is Caroline Andermier, the heiress Princess of The Kingdom of Tresoria, daughter of King Maximus and Queen Lianne. Our territory was built where it used to be an old country named over its states being united or something of the sort. Almost all the history before the rising of the Kingdom was wiped away from common knowledge and the rest was forbidden for most of the people, including me.

Once he was gone she looked back and went up to Caden. "You can't be here you need to leave," she demanded. "Then you're coming with me." he fired back. "I have things to do and you are getting in my way. The people here are dangerous and I don't want to deal with anything having to do with you." Caden took the wad of cash from her hands and flipped through it before handing it back to her. "Is all of this just for money? You have plenty of it, Princess. Wait, no, I should not call you Princess anymore, how about Venus."

“The princess’s children don’t usually get the princess title, only for the male line, but the monarch can intervene. You have a lot to learn, Madden. Marrying a royal comes at a price. You will have to make sacrifices for Tara.” “That’s what you do for love.” “That’s good to hear. Stop partying and keep your reputation clean from now on.” We settled in the visitor lounge, and the tea was served. “I watched the videos. My daughter is trending online. She sent us signed books. I read it, and I was amazed by the story without knowing it was written by my own child. Deep inside, mother knows best. I know she’s T.S. Prince. I’m so proud of her.”

Their story was just beginning, and I couldn’t help but wonder how it would unfold. Princess Sigrid, only twelve, sat primly beside Cedric, her silver hair gleaming under the morning light. She was already showing signs of the strong, intelligent woman she would become. Prince Jacob, at ten, fidgeted in his seat, barely restraining his excitement about the portal journey ahead. Little Prince Bastian and Princess Delaine sat on either side of my mother, their wide eyes darting around the room, taking in every detail with the unfiltered curiosity of youth.

My brain felt like it was short-circuiting. "Okay," I said slowly, carefully choosing my words. "I think I missed a memo. Several memos, actually. What. Just. Happened?" Gayle gave me a sheepish smile. "Well, I guess the cat's out of the bag. That's right, Gabe. I'm a princess." She said it so casually, like she was admitting she forgot to pick up milk at the grocery store. "Princess Aria Gayle Kriszle Windsor-Valois, to be exact."

she said, voice low. “Your mother, Teresa… was not just a simple woman. She was the princess of Hasteria. Beloved, powerful, wise and .y friend. But she fell in love with the king of Dersia, that dangerous man. He craved her power more than her heart. And when she refused to give it to him… he killed her.” Anisa spoke with sadness and added, “But not before she sealed her magic in that pendant you wear.” Tara’s breath caught. “All this time… she was royalty? I saw everything through the memories, he killed her brutally ”