The Princess Trials Novels & Stories

“Because your choices will shape what comes. You have three trials to pass before you may claim the full legacy of Inadu. Fail, and you will lose everything.” “And if I succeed?” “You will become what none before you have managed—Alpha and Witch Queen. Mother and Moonborn. Riya Wolfsong, the first of a new bloodline.” The words hit me like thunder. I stood straighter, though my body still ached. “What are the trials?” The witch of cold spoke: “Trial of Bone.” The witch of wrath added: “Trial of Flame.” And the one I feared most—the unreadable one—spoke last: “Trial of Love.”

Several of the girls standing at the top of the pillars shriek and scream as the steadying hands leave their shoulders. I gasp and cry out, reaching for them, but of course no sound comes from my mouth. Orion reaches for me, wrapping a hand around my arm. “Juniper, no,” he says, his voice grave. I turn to him, pulling at his arm, my impulse still to go forward, to stop this, to do something. The Prince shakes his head. “It’s – the Trial has begun. To interrupt it would be death.” He shakes his head, apologetic and devastated. I cry out again, silently, and turn to face the girls, terrified for them.

Beginning of Book 3 Ruled by the Princess: Realm of the Chosen, a Reverse Harem Romance The sound of horses’ hooves beating against packed earth, cheers from the crowded stands, and the jarring clang of wood on metal were all drowned out by the sound of Princess Katrinetta’s heart beating out of her chest as she stared down from the riser. Gripping the wooden barrier that separated her from a fifteen foot fall to the arena floor beneath her, Kit’s knuckles were white, and despite the cool temperatures, a fine line of perspiration beaded her forehead.

Getting the hold of her hair to the right side, she combed her hair with her splendid long beautiful fingers which once were decorated with couple of rings. Her eyes were blank as she stared at herself in the mirror quietly. Her silence was louder than thunders indeed. Daisy gulped in terror. The scene hinted that the Princess was getting ready for her trial. Was she really going to undergo this sick trial? Why? What really happened to her? Does she not know who embarrassing it is for a woman to be rejected by someone? That to this case is about a man practising strict celibacy, Princess has no chance of victory then why would she want to still show up?

The high priest pointed his finger at me and the executioner pulled my hair, forcing me to raise my head. People shouted insults and cursed me, among other terrible things. The cold rain soaked my face and mixed with my tears and blood. My whole body ached and exhaustion was quickly taking hold of me. I could barely keep my eyes open due to the lack of food and water. All I wanted was for it to be over soon so that I could rest. "After days of trial, it has been proven that Princess Camellia's actions involved witchcraft and treason against our benevolent Emperor." I started laughing uncontrollably at those words, and everything fell silent.

“He looks like a goddamn accountant.” In our world, the Moretti family ruled the city’s underground. Adrian wasn’t just another soldier. He was the family’s most trusted enforcer—cold, precise, untouchable. And I, Isabella Russo, the spoiled mafia princess, was not about to take orders from him. So I fought him. On his first day, I set fire to his lavish villa, watching flames devour the marble walls and glass ceilings until the estate collapsed into ashes. He only looked at me once, his voice flat and merciless:

“Knight Commander, you do know that Raelynn is the princess of the kingdom, do you? She is royalty while you are just a Knight Commander and your father is a Baron.” “Yes, Milord. I realize the difference in our statuses. But I fell for her before I found out about her identity.” “I see. So, you fell for who she is and not because she is a princess. Am I right?” “Yes, Milord,” Laurier replied, his eyes not wavering even for a second. Whatever he was speaking was the truth and there was nothing for him to worry about.

Rota passed the Microphone back to the Elite and turned to face Mia “Today Ziion, we are gathered to witness the crowing of Princess Mia and Princess Rota. They shall become your Queens and will rule together over Ziion’s People. “Princess Mia, will you satisfy the Blood Oath” “Yes” Mia replied Princess Rota, will you satisfy the Blood Oath” “Yes” Rota replied The girls then held out their left arms and clasped each other at their elbows, so their birthmarks lined up. The Elite smiled when we noticed that together it resembled a crown. They leant their heads together so their foreheads were touching. The Crown was place on both their heads. And together they made the Oath.

“Because I’d miss my chance to get to talk to you alone. In front of my father, I have to talk tactic, but I know that’s not how I’m going to win you over.” “Excuse me?” I narrowed my eyes. “You said it yourself. You have the right to reject, even if your father gives his blessing. That means I have to win you over, and I plan to do so.” “Why in the hell would you want to do that? I just openly rejected you in front of both our fathers.” He laughed.. “I think it’s admirable. The other Princesses of the other kingdoms are very compliant. They do as they’re told without question. Arsenal isn’t known for it’s compliancy, as you know. I don’t find that kind of thing attractive.”

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