The Princess Double Life Novels & Stories

A harsh laugh, devoid of humor, echoed in the confined space. “Where you belong, princess. For now.” A hand, large and calloused, brushed against her cheek, a touch that made her skin crawl. She flinched away, a desperate, futile movement. “Don’t touch me.” Her voice, though still weak, held a surprising edge of defiance. “Feisty, ain’t she?” the gruff voice mused. “James sure picked a spirited one.”

*** I watched as the Wolfhaven princess walked toward my tent. I had heard many things about her. A princess born as a twin. A princess who was praised and worshipped while her other twin was treated like a slave. The world saw her as the perfect daughter. The chosen princess. But I knew there was always more hidden beneath the surface. I had sent my cursed wolf members into their territory. They watched from afar, gathering information, studying their weaknesses, and waiting for the perfect moment to infiltrate them. Every move they made. Every secret they kept.

I have the strength of my parents and the love of the guys in my life I guess its time now to start living. The next morning we awoke to an alarm of rouges at the border, thank god for Theodora building the huts, my guards have somewhere to stay, so fighting the rouges where always easy with there help. Is this how my life will be from now on? Yes. We are werewolves we will always be fighting and now that I'm the queen of the vampires, I will be an easy target but the bright side is we are always prepared, will I change anything? hell no. I started of this journey as a Hybrid princess and end it as a Hybrid queen, my only hope now is to move on and live finally enjoy life, the life my parent

But Roland allowed his anger to get shield behind his serious expression as he kept interacting with more guests. “Who's the second on this chart?” Ava whispered, but somehow she felt like she already knew the answer. “It is lady Belle.” Jax replied. “But how? She is so young?” “When she was fourteen, she asked her father to turn over his entire underground business to her and now she had grown it into an empire, making her the second richest person on the island.” “I think I have an idea about who the first wealthiest person is. It's Roland, right?” “You guessed correctly.”

Madam Tremblay was always right. My name is Caroline Andermier, the heiress Princess of The Kingdom of Tresoria, daughter of King Maximus and Queen Lianne. Our territory was built where it used to be an old country named over its states being united or something of the sort. Almost all the history before the rising of the Kingdom was wiped away from common knowledge and the rest was forbidden for most of the people, including me.

I meant the kick I gave to him earlier. " Adam go strain her and part her from him, specially her legs and , Hany go kill him at once "he said the warrior stood up sighing from his aching wound yet he Ironically said " ha kill who, me , and part us , the faithful lovers , how evil!?" Hany , the young soldiers was about to attack when he stopped him " wait , just for the memory which princess is she exactly " Hany said while laughing " she is the princess Muons , the darkened King's fiancé , didn't you know"

she mumbled. "I actually do. My job is to get you prepared for the real world and toughen up your skin since it seems like you're far from there, Princess." Aurora was facing away from him and she could not help the smirk that made its way onto her face. Her number one rule of life was to always be underestimated. If her targets underestimate her then they would lower their guard and therefore make the job easier for her. She had been treated as Princess her entire life and grew up pampered and praised. But there was some point when she decided to change it up a bit. She still enjoyed being treated like one and acting like a baby sometimes but outside of the house, she was a completely diffe

she giggled. "y-yes, your Majesty" I answered truthfully. I shouldn't lie right? "Amelia, just call me Mom" she pointed out. "M-mom" I answered as I giggle. She then gave me a smile. "actually, there's a Princess whom continue to seek Philip and she wants to get married with him" she said. Is that Princess Dahlia? the one that Philip told earlier? "Princess Dahlia?" I asked. She nodded. "I guess Philip already told you about her" she guessed and I just nodded.

It seemed that a sense of happiness no longer remained in her heart. Once, she was a princess who boasted of beauty. She always smiled to fascinate everyone. Now, even a little smile was hard to come on Queenie’s face. All because of the terrible things that she knew after her second life. Betrayal of her stepmother with her fiance. Queen Obelia planned to kill her and her father, King Darian. After a second life, Queenie knew that all this time, everything she was proud of was useless. There were no people who admitted her beauty and luxury. People consider Queenie to be a useless Princess. If she wasn’t the daughter of the Darian King, perhaps Queenie would have become scum in the middle o

his order thundered in Rhae’s ears. The Princess? Rhae’s head became full of questions. Though she hadn’t known the woman for long, she had grown attached, even though she was a princess. Rhae flicked the knife from her palm upwards towards her attacker. The blade dug into the man’s shoulder, making him loosen his grip with a grunt. Rhae slid out of his hold and stood up, dipping away from reaching hands. She jumped, spreading her legs, kicking down both the men around the Princess. The men staggered, grabbing their necks in pain. Rhae grabbed the Princess’ sword off the floor and tucked the handle into her palm. Rhae grabbed her shoulder and sprinted out of the alley dragging the Princess b