Princess Twist Novels & Stories

[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.

I groaned in annoyance. "You are definitely wrong, Hendrick. The kingdom of Euratus has two princesses and was cursed to unlock the cursed princes of the north." She murmured. "How… How did you know about that? Princesses of the north, which means Rafaella? She had a sibling?" My mouth gaped in shock at her revelation. I never heard such things that we could be free from the curse. How could it be possible?

In a kingdom named Drachentia, there lived a kind-hearted Princess that earned the nickname Drachentia Kingdom’s Winter Flower. Born from the esteemed Duke of Mountravven family. Her name is Fuschia Mountravven. However, after becoming a Crown Princess, her nature was exposed.

She motioned to me since I was the only one still standing in place. I walked as slow as I could and stood beside Claudia who automatically wove her arm around mine. “Okay,” our principal waved a piece of paper in the air, “I have the results right here.” The crowd gave a couple of claps and loud whistles. “Our Senior Princess is,” Principal Locke looked down at the paper. “Well, look at this we have a tie for the princess. Aubry and Bella,” Jason and Brandon’s dates both let out loud shrieks, “please come forward with your escorts.” She motioned to Jason and Brandon since the girls had already rushed to claim their spots and crowns.

It was the time Freya had plucked the pawpaw from the tree and smashed it against a stone. She was busy going at the pawpaw hungrily as they snuck up on her. Before she could realize what was going on, they had surrounded her and fear gripped her. She was scanning the environment, looking for the perfect place to escape when they all bowed in front of her. “My Princess” they saluted and the pawpaw dropped to the floor. What was this sudden homage? What are they talking about? She is a princess?. She blinked several times and slowly stood to her feet. “I think you have gotten the wrong person, I am not the princess, what are you talking about?” she remarked as she slowly moved back when she s

White socks with a bit of lace, just princess enough without screaming festival. When I brought them out, Poppy tilted her head. “Is that… boring?” “It’s classic,” I corrected. “You’ll look like a well-behaved child.” “I’m not well-behaved,” she said. “I’m Villain Glitter Princess.” “Exactly,” I nodded. “Which is why you have to pretend.” She weighed that logic, then nodded slowly. “Okay. But I still want to wear a crown.” “A small crown,” I bargained. “The silver one, not the giant gold one with LED lights.”

It is all a game of luck, because I don’t think I stand out from these women in any way. The prince walks back and drops into a high seat in front of us and motions to the male beside him. He nods and walks to the first female, grabbing her sleeve and ripping it. The sound of the tear is loud and I watch with wide eyes as she is escorted to the waiting prince and her hand held out. Keeping his eyes on her, he lowers his mouth to her wrist and he bites in. Her blood leaks out and spills, ruby red against the stark white walls and floors. The prince gulps it down while the female shudders with pleasure and my stomach turns. The tasting.

"Well, we’ll see who takes the hit tonight." Before Isabella could react, Princess reached up, her hand clamping over Isabella’s—the one still holding her wrist. With a violent, sudden jerk, Princess threw her own body weight forward, dragging Isabella’s arm with her. The wheelchair tipped as Princess crashed to the floor with a loud thud. she let out a blood-curdling scream, drawing the attention of Princess's maid, who rushed into the room. "What have you done?! Why would you push her?!" a maid shrieked, rushing towards Princess, whose screams had already turned to cries.

That way, they wouldn’t have time to waste and do something that wasn’t correct. Luckily, Elaine had already been corrected by Angela cause she would have made the a serious mistake when she listened to the butler’s advice in future. “Aunty, will we buy some clothes for my brothers? You know, I am their stylist and I should do a good work,” Princess said as they walked in her room. “Oh really, our little girl already has clients?” Angela asked as she tickled Princess who giggled. “Yeah, your little girl is so talented that she already has clients when she is already four and a half years old,” Princess said as she nodded her head in a serious manner which amused Angela.

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.