The Hidden Princess And Her Three Mates Novels & Stories

After the soup had simmered long enough and thickened to the right consistency, I ladled it into a small ceramic bowl and carried it back to her room. As I approached the doorway, I heard voices, raised and raw. “You lied to me!” she hissed. “You said you made a mistake, a mistake, Matteo! You didn’t tell me you destroyed that girl’s life!” “I… I didn’t want you to worry,” he stammered. “You let her rot in prison and then married the one she was accused of killing over?” her voice cracked. “You think that’s something you can just hide?” So. He hadn’t told her everything. Typical.

Zelda burst into the room. “Brie” she shouted I blinked. “What on earth—?” “You need to hear this!” she exclaimed, nearly bouncing with excitement. I sighed. “Can it wait?” “No! Absolutely not.” She slipped inside, shutting the door behind her, and revealed a bundle of clothes hidden under her cloak. Her eyes were wide with excitement. “The triplet Alphas of the Obsidian Fang pack are in town. Triplets, Brie And they’re, gods help me—too gorgeous for words. They’re all tall, gorgeous. They are carved like warriors out of stone. I nearly fainted just hearing about them.”

a servant's voice said from behind the door, soft yet firm, "His Majesty has summoned you to the Gathering Grounds. Your ceremonial garments have been prepared, and I came to inform you to come down for preparation. I opened the door for her, and she came in to get me ready. Inside the adjoining room, a silver chest sat open, revealing a dress unlike anything I had ever worn. It shimmered in the moonlight, made of silver fabric that looked like a woven star. Its color was blue, a soft blue like that of a rising dawn, adorned with white and decorated with silver lining. As the servants dressed me, I stared into the mirror, trying to recognize the woman reflected there. My once dull brown hair

Queen Selara – POV, I walk through the palace corridors, careful to make no sound. The scroll is hidden in my desk, locked beneath carved cedar panels, but the words still burn inside me. I feel them even now, as though ink has seeped into my bones. I need clarity. Guidance. Something beyond my own heart. The shrine lies at the edge of the gardens, tucked between ancient stone walls and flowering vines that have climbed higher than memory itself. Its marble steps glimmer faintly under the morning sun, pale and solemn.

The last one is full… blah blah blah, I hate Valeria, blah blah blah… Entry Two: The night of the mate festival… I’m going to be a princess! A prince asked me to be his mate. Well… a bastard prince, but it’s a start. I told him not to mark me yet, insisting we should court properly, but that’s only a ruse. My real plan is to meet his brothers—the legitimate princes. One of them will be easy enough to charm, and then I’ll secure a higher seat as princess. At least, that’s what Mother says. And the funniest part of the night is that Valeria got rejected!

“I didn't observe all that because I was only concerned with the content of her old purse.” “Old dirty purse, right?” Steve asked excitedly while Jackson concentrated on them. “Yes. I recall that her T-shirt was too big for her thin body.” “That is it. She is the one,” Max concluded. “Where can we see her?” David asked at once. “She is the Third Princess of the Martin's family.” “Get her,” Jackson thundered.

Halfway to their destination, King Poseidon and King Neptune halted, and Alpha Aros and Beta Platos stroke forward to meet them, accompanied by the mermaids carrying bags. The princesses, their faces veiled in delicate silver sea silk lace, exuded an air of mystery and grace. Their presence added an ethereal touch to the solemn occasion. With a graceful motion, the mermaids presented the bags to the princesses, who delicately reached inside and retrieved clear jars, each containing a unique sea cucumber. Nerissa's jar held a striking purple sea cucumber, while Madissa's contained a translucent specimen. The princesses, their veiled expressions hidden, carefully placed the jars back into the

“What is it? What happened to my daughter?” “Nothing! Not to the princes, my king. Her friend, the pirate woman with dark hair, and the Beta, along with a group of warriors were attacked last night. Ela and most of the regiment held at the castle are leaving on a rescue mission. I was sent to inform you. Only the navy and a few select guards will remain in Hidden Cove.” “The princess,” Lillian swims up next to king Brennus. “Is she in danger?” “She is with her mate.” I answered her, then smiled at my king. “They are mated, your majesty. Fully.”

10 years ago Deep in the forest of Afhrin and hidden in the snowy forest, Evangeline Rose Zhatiera was hiding closely behind a bush which hovers her small form as she took a few glance at her side to see whether she was found yet. “Princess Eve. Princess Eve, where are you, my sweet princess?” All seven of the maid in their beige dress with intricate flower and snowflake art sewn at the bottom of their dress. Their braided platinum hair with bright blue eyes was looking for her as they scattered all around the maze, looking for their dear princess.

“Now that you mention it, it does seem to be the case. Those three princesses are known to be very talented and fond with one another. To have all three of them here. . .” These were the conversation that slipped in from the agitated crowd at the sudden arrivals. From the looks of it, the Acorn Valley was not as small as I prejudged it to be due to the little intro that Cousin Dorothy had given me. In my head, I tried to recount the names of the princesses in my head. “Princess Feng Wu, Chang Fei and Lu Peng,” I muttered under my breaths. After that look, I threw my gaze into another direction. After all, I had no business with them. All I was interested in doing was to get myself acquainted