Rejected Princesses Novels & Stories

I got my dream job and was happy to live out my life as a seamstress. Entering the factory the usual concentration was disrupted by the rush of girls scurrying around, modifying dresses and doing their hair. "What the hell?" I asked Emma sped across the room, her shaking hands clutching a crumpled paper. "here!" she said throwing the paper at me. 'The king formally invites all unmated females aged between 20 and 30 to attend a screening audition. 50 girls will be selected, who will then go onto compete in The Princess Games. 3 lucky girls will marry one of his sons. His 3 boys, Theodore, Ezra and Grey will choose a wife each.'

The queen’s smile was wicked, and it was clear from her tone she would not accept any sort of argument from the princess. Kit’s eyes flickered to Eli and then to Cassius, and it was clear both of them thought this was not a battle worth fighting right now. Kit bit her bottom lip and plastered a smile on her face. She could tell that there were others in the crowd who thought her mother was being unfair, but no one dared argue with her, and when someone started a slow clap in the background, everyone was quick to join in, even Eli, though Jate stared at Kit wide eyed with his hands to his side. “You may reclaim your place now,” the queen instructed Jate before she turned back to the rest of t

Elizabeth I didn’t understand why the hell Adrian wasn’t interested in me. I was the perfect woman to be the Queen Luna when he ascended to the throne. I was well-connected, well-educated, and well-liked. There was no reason for him to continue to reject me. At first, I’d thought he was simply playing hard to get, but over the years, it’d come to my attention that he fully intended to reject me. Me! I had men falling over themselves to try and be with me, and Prince Adrian continued to be a trial. Men.

"Now, for the Vestas. You have only one task and that is to help your chosen king. Make him accept you before this week ends and if your chosen king will accept you then you can formally participate in the Vesta Challenge. Should you fail to get the approval meant that you forfeit your one-time chance to be the queen of this empire." Tori's eyes widened upon hearing the condition to be able to formally participate in the Vesta Challenge. In her peripheral vision, she saw how the second prince smirked. Tori already realized how hard this would be for her. I will conquer you, Prince Corean Shuia Eckrett. And when I do, I will wipe that smirk off your pretty face. King Elphaim continued, "I wil

I said, the same disgust rising within me that had the first time I’d heard this argument, when Wallace had to explain to me three different times over the phone. “That was a false identity,” Eamon said. “She knew she wasn’t our sister, and she abused that to her own ends.” “Yes,” I said. “But apparently there is a loophole in the rules that allows for anyone who once held the title of princess to compete, even if they no longer are such. It was to allow heirs of dissolved packs the chance to still represent themselves.” “She’s abusing a loophole,” Eamon said. “Why am I not surprised?” “Melinda and the exiled elders are supporting her. They believe if she makes a strong enough impression tha

“I guess the Queen didn’t bother to tell you that was the reason she never found her mate.” “But the King is her mate.” “No another royal flaw.” she giggled. “You see most royal women are auctioned off to the house, you either become Queen or a Princess.” “But I thought my baby is his, so he's my mate!” I growled wanting to grab at her but I couldn’t move. “And the claws I had claws.” “No that was all smoke and mirrors, you see Marcus knows a lot about the area, so it was easy to make things seem like it happened but you’ve been fooled.”

She adjusted her grip, awkward, but trying. The warriors jeered. One, Brannon, the largest of the lot, stepped forward, sneering. “Let me test the princess. I would love to know if she bleeds like the rest of us.” I almost allowed it. Almost. But something in the way she stiffened, jaw set despite fear flashing in her eyes, made me wave him off. “Not yet. She’s mine to break.”

“You and I are mates, Katriona. I know that deep down, you can feel it, too.” “So, what if it’s true? Let’s stop this charade right now, Alexander. I’m not playing your game.” This time, against my wolf’s wishes, I pushed him away. And because he was still too stunned, I managed to set myself free. I crushed my own heart and let out the words that would put an immediate end to this madness between us. “I, Katriona Aldana, the kingdom’s crown princess, reject you, Alpha Alexander McCain as my mate.”

she looked at Damon, a malicious glint in her eyes, "Damon and I have already discussed it. If you're willing to swallow your pride, we can take you in." "Take me in?" "As a handmaiden, of course. After all, in your current state… I doubt you'll find any other options," she sighed dramatically. "At least in the pack, you won't have to worry about where your next meal is coming from." Suppressed chuckles rippled through the crowd. Making me, the former princess, her Omega handmaiden. A truly exquisite humiliation. "What a… generous offer," I said. Lyla smiled, thinking I was about to break. But Damon had a bigger bomb to drop.

I leaned back and took a deep breath, considering my previous interactions with Princess Camellia, the rejected princess of Arventia. At the party for the prince and in our conversation that night in the gardens of the princess's palace, she had seemed calm and intelligent. But, her sudden marriage proposal made me question her ability to make decisions, not to mention her foresight in calling for a war that didn't even exist. I couldn't fully trust her because she was the daughter of the Emperor, the one who dismantled the empire my grandfather built.