The Forgotten Princess Book Novels & Stories

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"

How does she know my name? The woman tries to grab my wrists, but I step away not pleased at all by her actions. She sighs and sits back down, IN MY SEAT!. Ugh-whatever.I take the seat next to her, hoping that she'd give me an explanation for all this. "I am Princess Nova,7th born of the royal family of Shapeshifters, I have been assigned by my dad to bring you to our kingdom. Therefore I wish you to cooperate with me and don't cause me trouble"WHAT!. The Shapeshifters have always stayed hidden, never bothering to align or make any arrangements unless asked by the Elders. Why I am being summoned?. What the hell did I do?!

the princess asked me. My face lifted. I was surrounded by echelons while the princess was in front of me. I bite my lip to prevent myself from crying again, but I can't help but think of the prince when I see the princess. I can't help but remember everything we went through. Now, all that is just a memory and will be forgotten. Zavan has already forgotten; I'm the only one who doesn't forget.

said to her after plastering a fake smile after all the consequences obtained in the castle. The princess get inside her room and picked the book that she had stole from her father’s study table. There are listed names of royal family that ruled the other towns and making a secret way of pursuing abundancy of their royalty. The nightfall ritual. She tried reading a few phrases of ritual that was written in an odd letters. The book suddenly flipped to next page after a key words was mentioned by the princess. The page contains the feature of skull that are kept inside the cube. Surrounding it was red blood that are obviously made to stab the cheeks and widely opening it to get an access for t

She knows I do not know but still asked. “No. Would the answers be in these books?” Opening my eyes, I see her smiling as she stands, motioning me to follow her. With a sigh, I sit up, push my chair back and stand. After a week of being here and getting to know the Priestess, I have learned she would rather show and not tell. Leading me down rows of shelves to the far right side of the library, I notice the books slowly becoming older and older the farther we walk until I notice the books turning from leather bound journals to baskets full of scrolls. One catches my eye, a basket labeled “The Tale of the Lost Princess” and I reach out to take it, wanting to know what was said about me when I

He then continues the conversation by asking, "So what is the mysterious princess's name?" The nameless girl was about to speak when the large guard interrupts. "She is Princess Delila, second in line to the throne of Laidian." He's clearly not a fan of Alejandro. Making sure he knows that Delila is extremely important. As well as adequately guarded and well protected.

A name Princess Aleria Ashearyn Quiviel that once felt like fiction now clung to me like an echo from the past. Everything I thought I knew about myself had shifted. It was like standing in a mirror that no longer reflected me, but a version of someone I was supposed to be. I ran my fingers along the seal embossed on the cover. The castle. The bird. The sword. A symbol of a kingdom I belonged to. A kingdom I lost. And somewhere in all of it was Sylvester—standing between the truth and the lies. I heard footsteps. Again. "You always find me," I said without turning.

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

There was more to the things written in this book and he was certain only the elders knew about it, and probably his father and Uncle Silas. " Maybe there is something... "He began flipping through the empty pages again, hoping to find something when a hand gripped his shoulder from behind. He would have screamed but the hand covered his mouth and the keeper of the library's face was brought to unveil by the illumination of the lamp. " My prince, what are you doing with a forbidden book?" .. .. The Next Day .. .. ".....and the prince lived ever happily with the princess in his magnificent tower" Little Zayn read aloud to the ears of the library keeper with his fingers trailing the last line

He must have instructed the warriors of Alvar to scatter around to aid the people who seek help. Brushing away the stray tear, she adjusted the lantern so that its glow directly falls on her lap. Her gaze landed on the shelf right in front of her chair and glazed through the numerous covers, stopping at one. A grin stretched over her lips as she recalled it as her mother’s. In the past, the princess had lost various opportunities to read it, but today, in the absence of her father, she might get a chance to go over it. Standing from the chair, she gracefully walked towards the row while her long hairs and gown trailed behind her. Pulling out a fat book with a thick brown cover, she blew over