Runaway Princess Bride Novels & Stories

Tania is supposed to be dressing Alex's hair like she promised and Elle was about going to take a shower, so what are they doing? "What's going on girls?" Kim asked as we stepped in fully. "Roe's engaged to Princess Arianna of Ireland and it turns out that Penny, same Penny we all know is the runaway crown princess of Ireland, Arianna's elder sister." Tania explained and I turned my attention to the TV, a live broadcast was going on at the jetport. "Shave my beard! Penny's Princess Emerald of Ireland? Same runaway Princess, how did we not know?" I gasped.

Jessica’s room was being handled with care as I moved to throw open all the windows. It still reeked like sex inside here and I couldn’t help but suppress the urge to punch that prissy fuck in the face for what he did to my Princess. He fucked around with her stepsister behind her back for crying out loud all because Jessica was still waiting to be married to give herself away. Fuck, she was a still a virgin and all I could think of was how she needed a real man like me to show her what it means to be a true woman.

I turned instantly to see the lady. My eyes widened at the realisation that she had jumped from the same window and was standing on her two legs. And she was coming after me. I pushed myself to keep running but it didn't take long before the fingers curled around my arms. “That's enough games, Princess.” “I am not a princess,” I protested as I twisted in her arms, “please let me go. Please let me go.” I dropped to my knees instantly, “I'm not the actual bride. Please just let me go.”

The announcer announced, “Let us welcome our third bride from the kingdom known for fairies and nature spirits, Katilawalder, ruled by our valiant King Caleen Evintyron, who have the bloodline of fairy. His daughter, princess Ravina Evintyron the fairy.” Ravina, the brunette bride entered the throne room with her golden yellow outfit along with her matching accessories who looked like a fairy walking the parade. She opened her mouth, “I have brought my land’s most wanted hues from wings of moonlight butterfly.”

The sounds of swords clashing against one another rang like music in the air , she kept running never looking back,for looking back meant she'd fall , she didn't want to fall. It was a sight many would not have believed to happen, Maria Alana, the princess of Marsa was running like a common slave without shoes , it would have been hilarious to think about was it not happening in reality . “ get her !!! ” the voices screamed behind her , making her run faster , she must escape them , she didn't know where exactly she was going but running was the only thing keeping her from potential death and so even if she was running towards the moon it was fitting.

She was a simple human. She dreaded the day she fled her beautiful Mansion and maids at her call just to escape a marriage to an old man. Marrying the old man back then seemed a better option in her eyes now. The carriage wasn't moving at high speed, thankfully, but her veins were hurting at how tight the tethers were clutching to her wrist. Just then something sprinted past. She may not be as fast as the purebloods or vampires, but she'd seen too many not to know them.

And after that day Matilda cut off all connections with Jerald. Matilda realized that Jerald was on the verge of losing his job when they were dating. As the personal chartered accountant to the President of the UN, she quickly ran for safety into the arms of a celebrity actor known for his iconic romantic action movies. She believed Jerald was about to lose everything, and she was not willing to be part of that. All she cared about was her career as a model and finding someone who could sponsor her lifestyle while she gathered money to travel the world—her number one life goal. “Your sister told me all you were up to. Please leave my marriage alone please I am begging you please”

Aurora had no idea what Signora had told Ricardo but all Aurora knew was that Ricardo refused to look at her ever since then. Looking at herself in the mirror, she smiled. Finally she was a true bride and not a replacement. She had no idea where Avena was but she inwardly thanked her for running away that faithful day. If it were not for Avena running away, she would never have married the man of her dreams.

Princess Freda stopped him even though she didn't really want to leave her mother in the mess. “How are we going to explain all of this?” Wynn asked. “We are not. We are going to take Emily and leave. A freak animal attacked right after the bride and groom left and we escaped to tell the tale,” Princess Freda said, composing herself. “Always a plan in mind,” Wynn said, wondering how such a cold-hearted person was his offspring. ‘She will rather pass as Shysie’s daughter than mine.’ “I got it from my mother,” Princess Freda said, looking at her mother’s face, eyes still open.

At the Banquet hall, the charasmatic Prince Dominic was getting more drunk and he became even more talkative. "Pour more wine, are you sure you don't want to hear another one of my stories? Okay, there was this one time. I escaped the kingdom in search of a bride, deep in the woods in the far country, I met this damsel." Cheers of excitement roared from the crowd as the Prince of Paris continued.