The Forgotten Princesses Novels & Stories

“What are you all doing here?” But when I looked at the girls again, their eyes were fixated on me. I caressed my arm, feeling abashed by how they stared at me with judgments. “Elizabeth,” the prince called me. “These are the princesses. Princess Jeany, Princess Fatima, and Princess Zendrel.” “Oh!” I exclaimed and bowed down for respect. “Good evening, Your Highnesses.” “Who is this girl?” Princess Fatima asked so I looked at her. “Is she your girlfriend, Ronald?”

Maybe part of me still carried the ache of never being chosen. Selene stepped closer. "The prince will become central to your fate." My face heated immediately. "I am not sure about that with him, it's... complicated." A faint smile touched her lips. "Fate often is." Then suddenly her expression darkened. The silver mist trembled. "Listen carefully, child of two worlds. The Forgotten are searching for something buried beneath the kingdom." I could feel the cold sensation of dread slide down my spine. “What?" "They seek a gate." The word echoed unnaturally.

“We kept getting entangled with the same woman for decades until Alexander finally told us about the prophecy and took us in.” Tony told me that the first woman was a princess. The second one was a slave that Alexander bought. The third one was Renee. The fourth and fifth were actually related by blood. Yes, the grandmother and the daughter. The sixth was Crishella. The seventh was a real princess named Fiona. The eighth and the last before me was an ordinary girl named Anastasia. “Hey, look at that,” I said, wanting to put a lighter vibe to the conversation, “Finally another ordinary girl than me.”

“Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.” Elara closed her eyes. For the first time, she did not deny. She did not flee. She accepted. The flames wrapped around her, and the ruins trembled with awakening power. ---

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

"When enough division existed, it entered the world fully." The memories shifted again. Now I saw the war. Not between light and shadow. Between everyone and the Silence. The Hollow Guard. The ancient armies. The throne. The queen. Fighting desperately against a darkness that consumed everything it touched. Not physically. Emotionally. People forgot who they loved, forgot what they believed, forgot themselves. The realization hit me like a physical blow. The Forgotten. That's why they were called that. The queen saw understanding dawn on my face. "Yes." Pain flashed through her eyes. "They were not created."

Eunia Most women dream of love as this wonderful fairytale where their prince comes and sweeps them off their feet, carrying them to their happily ever after. I dreamed of the same and maybe it was because I read too many romance books. After all, it was the only escape from the hell that had become my life. Pages filled with tender kisses, promises of forever, and knights in shining armor had been my only light in the darkness of Kruska’s shadow.

My eyes are darting over the damage to the car. This is not how I had wanted to find my mate. I had wanted to find her well. Be able to convince her to return with me. Tell her what a fool I had been. Knowing that in spite of everything she had fallen for me again meant the world to me. We had found one another once and fallen for one another, and in a cruel twist of fate, she had forgotten me, and fallen for me all over again... I had been blessed, not just once but twice. I could not let my girl die.

She is a fucking black angel. “You are the lost princess.” mother whispered. “What? I am not a princess.” Aerian asked. “My birth pack is allied with both angel kingdoms. Twenty-three years ago, the princess of the west kingdom found her fated mate in the oldest prince of the east kingdom. He was next in line to be king. The kingdoms were overjoyed. They had wanted for many years to join through marriage, but it never worked out. Within a year the princess was pregnant. Both kingdoms were once again overjoyed. The prince was to take the throne shortly after the birth of the child. I am not sure what happened but a few days after the birth of the princess she vanished. The prince and princess