Princess War Novels & Stories

“Find him and you will find this run-away sea witch. We thought about people who have run-away recently and the only person we can come up with that knows or who can figure out everything is—” “The princess of the Southern Kingdom,” I finished. As if my work was not hard already. That princess was matched to another. “She doesn’t seem like a sea witch,” I said aloud. “And, she matched to another. If she couples with the prince, it could cause a war we can not survive. Prince Mitchalus of the Antarctican Pod was not liking her staying with the prince in the first place.” Aquant released another groan.

Who is the unlucky girl this time. “Princess Alexandra of Asteria. “His mother said with some much glee that she even clapped her hands, Jared was under no illusion on what that means. It means that his mother was already imagining bouncing on her laps, her grandbabies who also happen to be heirs to a kingdom in her mind. “Before I say anything that will put the kingdom in danger, I need to get the full story and I am sure that the only story you got was the one which states that I am going to marry the princess. “ Jared said with disapproval.

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."

exclaimed Sasha, nearly leaping out of her seat. "You know them?" innocently asked Luna as Sasha whipped her head toward the shorter girl, an expression of incredulousness displayed on her face. "How can you not know about them!? They're like super famous that even a village girl like me knows about them! That's Prince Zain, aka, the prodigy warrior prince, whose skills are unrivaled, not to mention his nickname is Dungeon Prince, Bearer of three Mysticals. While that girl next to him is the shining crown jewel princess of Rigel, who is spoken highly of across the Starry Galaxy. Praised for not only her selfless character, sense of justice, and intelligence, but of how she was chosen by a St

I spun around to take a look at the intruder, he was dressed in an all-black tux with his black hair covering his forehead, he was about six feet seven and had this aura that caused a shiver to run down your spine. His mask looked simple to look at but if one looked closely one would find out that it wasn’t just a simple mask. It gave off that enchanted vibe. I squinted at the fact that the stranger was no ordinary man, still, I don't care. I smiled politely at him before declining the offer. I was here for more important things and dancing with a stranger wasn’t part of it. The guy leaned in and I could feel his breath on my ears, I was about to turn around and protest when his words caught

Princess Daciana, the black sheep of the family, had four siblings who at times she wished she could slit their throats and trample on their spine regardless she loved them very very much. And that very night when the news reached the palace she was shattered she lost them all. It was a massacre. The royal family had traveled along different paths, different carriages with enough men to go to war yet every one was killed and there was barely a scratch on the warriors. Princess Daciana couldn't believe it, it sounded absurd she didn't want to believe it but she saw it with her own eyes. She broke all protocols despite the warnings and protests of the royal advisors that it would be best she s

Sophia's point of view: The governor’s birthday ended at midnight, and the drive home was unbearably quiet. While I sat in silence, trying to enjoy my first big win, I felt uneasy. Something about William didn’t feel right. He had too many secrets, and I suddenly felt stupid for letting myself trust him. I didn’t say a word. Instead, I picked up my phone and typed in the name Marie had called him—“Victor Falcone.” I combed through the internet, social media, anything I could find. But there was nothing—no pictures, no real information.

My head was spinning with all the questions piling up. “How old is Stelle anyway? Isn’t the princess supposed to be eighteen now?” Pete asked, brows furrowed. “They could’ve faked everything. Her age, her identity. All to protect her from anyone who might be after her,” Adrian said. “Especially if she’s in danger.” I nodded. “You’ve got a point.” “But if it’s true… if she really is the princess…” Pete didn’t even finish his sentence. His voice faded out. “Then we’ve got a much bigger problem,” I said. “She’s not just some guest anymore. She’s a symbol. She could either bring danger… or power.”

I loosely hold her hand before her, expecting her to pull away but she doesn’t. “Alpha Blackwood, I’m Princess Adelaide, but please, call me Adelaide,” her voice clipped but I can see the small amusement burning in her eyes. “Please call me Wade,” Right, we’re getting somewhere. I move back to my sofa. I don’t want to let go of her hand, it sends tingles down my arm. But I don’t want to scare her, she needs to be in control of this.

Erwin left Anna the day he was to go to war. Erwin never told Anna that the war could have been avoided if he had been willing to marry Lady Arista Heather, the daughter of Lord Heather. According to Harlow's regal law, a prince cannot marry. A prince's relationship with women was limited; they only can be with the slave girls in their harem. And there are dozens of girls in the harem; a prince can choose whichever one they want; they won't get bored, nor do they need to get married because if you have 1000 slave girls, why do you need a wife?