The Princess Royal Novel Novels & Stories

"Anyway, what is the story plot? Give us some heads up about the book so we wont be clueless when we entered." "Sure." Mary agreed. "The story title is 'Started With A Lie' and it is a modern royalty-romance book. The protagonists are Thallia and Rex. Thallia worked as a choreographer slash waitress slash librarian. In short, she's poor. She lives in a orphanage together with her liltle brother and many other abandoned kids. That's why she needed many sidelines to raise not only her brother but the other kids too. The male protagonist is Rex and he's a crown prince." "Crown prince? Like him?" Anastasia asked and pointed at Eliot.

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.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. The Princess I Hate to Love Copyright © 2021 by Iris Morland Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Cover design by Qamber Designs All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a b

It was her favorite place to be because here she could forget her past, all the loud noises of the outer world, and all the problems that awaited her outside of those four walls. The book she was reading was one of her favorites and it explained the story of a girl known as the princess of silence and included a poem that told her life story. ~A girl so happy yet so silent Her heart pure like the snow So afraid she was of people And yet she loved a boy He was as charming as a prince And lit up her world in diamonds She was the happiest she had ever been But a flower always dies Turned out he was a demon The princess he now held captive

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.”

, just what she was looking for. She took the book to a nearby table and sat, pulling a candle close by. She skimmed through the introduction and discusses the establishment of the Kingdom and the first royal family. Aynyra continued flipping through a couple of generations to the young Prince in love with the Fae princess from another kingdom. There wasn't much information, as with all the other books she had combed through.

, she said putting more pressure on my chest over my heart, I wanted to object but I couldn't, the better part of me knows I have to go back, I close my eyes and took a deep breathe and calm myself, when I opened them back I was ready to finish what I started, "I'm not sure what strength you will say I have because I feel damn weak right now", "You my dear, your strength will come from us, our love and bond that we all share, now I want you to repeat after me, I Annalise Elisabeth Shaw do here by accepts the responsibility, power and liability of the crown, I will put the lives of others before my own, to maintain balance and fight for what's right, I will be fair, loyal and understanding an

Shelves lined the walls, filled with books of all kinds, their spines creating a mosaic of colors. In the midst of this scholarly haven sat Princess Leticia, her hair cascading down her shoulders in loose waves. She was dressed in simple, common clothes that belied her royal heritage. Victoria’s entrance broke the tranquility of the scene with a sudden, almost violent force. Leticia looked up from her book, knowing who exactly her visitor was. The shift in her position revealed a scar on the left side of her face, a long, jagged line that marred her otherwise delicate features.

The party was about to start. Valentino led Luke and Alessandra to her room. Valentino opened the door and Alessandra squealed in shock. There was a princess ballgown in the middle of the room a shiny tiara on a small table beside it. Luke was shocked upon seeing the dress. It looked like it cost thousands. "Daddy, look! It's a princess gown!" Alessandra exclaimed as she ran to the dress. "Do you like it?" Valentino asked.

"She was here?... she saw you?" "Yes... is there something wrong?" Rosalia became pale as she notice the Prince upset. Then she had realize that it must be the wrong move to appear infront of the Princess, but Prince Russel sighed and shrugged it off. "No, it's fine. Thank you for telling me." "Really? Was it alright for the Princess to know that I'm here?" "Yes, it's not a big deal. You're here as my special guest. She has no business with my special guest anyway." Hearing that from the Prince, Rosalia felt like she won.