The Forgotten Princess Novels & Stories

“Zephaniah’s the princess of the Forbidden City.” “Where is she now?” “Well, she died long before him.” With a gasp, she blinked at her, finding words to express what she felt, but Ms. Halcht beat her to it. “Yup, sad, isn’t it? Everyone’s proud to have her as a princess, though. You see, to save the world she fought her father and abandoned her life to chase his plans away from Pasithea.” An unknown shiver ran down her spine. “And what happened to the father?”

She wondered if animals can be affected with dark ancient spells too; if they were also subjected to forgetfulness. Just as the tribe princess’ mind fled to those moments on her land in Zagreb, the door of her chamber opened, revealing Prince Woon with a tray on his hand. She bolted up as he placed it on the table across her bed. “I felt terribly sorry that ye have to dine alone…I still canst-,”

Alfred paused and swallowed hard as the continued “He made life miserable for the princess but suddenly the princess went missing while she was pregnant with the prince's kids. The prince looked for the missing princess and was ready to be a good man when he found the princess. Even when everyone believed the princess was dead, the prince never believed it. He was still out there searching for her even when everyone gave up, he never gave up on finding her but then he finally found the Princess. But when he found her this time, she hated the prince more than anyone could imagine. She wouldn't forgive the prince for what he did to her” Alfred paused and turned to Lisa who had been standing at

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"

Silence fell over them, so she took the opportunity to reveal everything. “Yes, I’m the long-lost princess of Spain, and my memories only recently returned when my brother, Clark, arrived. My mother hid me for years to protect me from those who wanted to harm me—people who are still hunting me to this day. They’re the Mafia from Spain. When my brother and I were young, they kidnapped him because of me. They targeted him for the crown—he’s the next King—but they forgot I still existed.

I was starting to loose my cool. "Alpha you where right to be suspicious about Scarlet's family there is no birth record of them having a daughter and I have aslo found this scroll about this legend "The stolen Princess of The Blood Mood Pack" in blue mountains dose it sound familiar? Well is should as do you remember the story your mother used to tell us of the old Royal Blood Moon pack I remember the story of when your mother told us about the Queen having a daughter but that child the child end up getting stolen late one night from a Rogue when the attack happend and no one has see the Lost Princess since."

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 only thing he did was he hurt the princess, the prince was going through all this because of him,the prince was maltreated because of him the princess was hurt badly, despite all that the princess doesn't leave him, she still wanted him to be his mate. I knew the princess doesn't not want to marry another person than her mate, she wanted to marry her real mate, but her real mate had another lady who was not his mate, how could she leave him when she had search all over to find her mate but she found him, and he rejected her the first day they met. Remembering how happy that day was, I couldn't do anything for her. I could only look at the sadness in her eyes as she was rejected but she d

I let her go and spent the coming years watching and enjoying what her time with me did to her. There was no light in her eyes, no flames in the words she spoke and no one seemed to give a shit…i found it funny and fulfilling, she stayed silent about it like it was a bad dream and i enjoyed watching her crumbled state trying to navigate through her pathetic existence. But she forgot me. She forgot everything, the light was back in her eyes and that bastard she married…i noticed how he looked at her, how the look in his eyes changed when she lost her memories.

My fingertips hover above her cheek as I remember summer nights when touching her wasn’t complicated by years of bitterness. Five years ago, her brother stole everything from me—my business, my reputation, nearly my life. Tonight, fate delivered his most precious possession directly into my hands. Complete amnesia. The words echo through my mind and settle like foundation stones beneath a plan that forms with each passing second. “If you don’t remember who you are,” I whisper to her sleeping form, “then I’ll tell you exactly who you need to be.” A wedding ring sits heavy in my pocket—a prop from an undercover operation last year that I had Mateo fetch. Perfect for convincing a woman with no