Princess War Novels & Stories

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.

In the Eastern and Northern Kingdoms, Princess Vivian Druke, the only daughter of King Akmar Druke, is said to be the most beautiful female. This war is of her making because of her arrogance in killing a noble from the North for humiliating her. And I have to pay the price. Shaking, I lift my hand and trace my high cheekbones, plump lips, and brown eyes. Even my long, ebony hair is the same texture as that of the princess. The only thing that differentiates us is her birthmark, the one every royal within the Eastern royal family carries: a tulip-shaped mark on their wrists. The sounds of the maids crying out as they are cut down in the hallway have me covering my ears and squeezing my eyes

her fingers continued to trace the lines, entranced by his tribulations. She might’ve been a very active and defiant princess, but she was still a princess saved from the casualties and horrors of war. However, unlike most princesses, she was neither afraid of nor repulsed by the realities of it. She had a great deal of respect for those who had proven their merit in battle.

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

She released me from her hug "She was one of the two princesses that almost killed Amara. She really tried her best during her time according to the book Remorse Heroine by Andrew Collins In the year 1625. And she was the only person that had that dream. The others only fought on the stories that were passed down to them" "Who was the second princess that almost won the fight?" I asked curiously and she smiled "Sabrina the great. She really fought with Amara and she might have won if she had also saw the dream"

She looked up at her friend before she turned to the army. "Knowing that the tribes will go back to their respective places, I wanted to grab this opportunity to thank you all," she began in her young voice. "This conquest will not be possible without you. Indeed, the closest and strongest point of the Illinorae was the land of Fire. But because of the perseverance of this High General to conquer this land in the name of our kingdom, I will offer this Chimēræ of war to the High General Dana Rein." Dana blinked at the princess as the latter held out the reins towards her. Her golden eyes were silently asking what she was doing. Princess Elisa smiled and whispered to Dana could only hear, "Acc

“More importantly, wrong have to capture Queen Melisa first. Now that we know that Queen Melisa is the cause of the outbreak of this war, we now have a solid reason to overthrow her power. We must also stop the war after that. As long as Princess Elle has not officially returned to the Orvel Kingdom, we still can't relax, Captain Allen.” Raoul's eyes involuntarily turned to see the girl who had come with their party while riding a horse behind him. Fortunately, persuading the Princess to come with him was not difficult. Princess Elle even refused when Raoul offered to let the girl travel by horse carriage instead. The princess said that she would definitely slow down Raoul by doing so, and r

The elder with the long beard spoke only to be interjected. “Get the crown.” He ordered, his features hardened. I caught my mother’s smile beside him. “Your majesty!” They both chorused at the same time. My father remained unchanged, gripping both sides of his throne. The golden crown infused with rare gems were brought on a red pillow by a guard, placing it in front of my father. He stood, taking the crown in his hands, stepping closer to me. “I hereby crown you, warrior princess Ariana of the great Warwick Kingdom, daughter of Radon and Sylvie, as the rightful heir to the Warwick throne.”

I resisted the urge to sneer. “I will not be around forever; the time for a new ruler is coming. All the other Princesses have accepted betrothals. Even your sister has taken it up with the Prince of Chamber, but it is not her birthright to form alliances with the other kingdoms. It is yours, Kiara.” “Arsenal is hardly the kingdom I’d like to ally with.” I turned away from him.

~A girl so happy yet so silent Her heart pure like the snow So afraid she was of people And yet she loved a boy He was as charming as a prince And lit up her world in diamonds She was the happiest she had ever been But a flower always dies Turned out he was a demon The princess he now held captive A high tower in the mountains Her heart closed down in darkness Now she hates him... No escape left, all went quiet The princess in the mountains They say her ghost now hates silence The prince that was a demon He was never seen in the forest.~ The book pages had some teardrops on them for, by the end of the poem, Siana’s eyes were covered in tears. Her mind was filled with questions after she fini