The Twin Princesses Novels & Stories

I feel like I'm one of those bullies who takes advantage of their assets and make other people feel like losers. I maybe a Princess-like born with such fortune in front of me, but I'm still a human. I am also full of flaws and imperfections like any other person out there. Maybe I am a modern princess, but not in fairytales. --------- Third person's POV Sylvia couldn't help but lose an owl laugh because of what she heard. Now she knows the reason why her daughter went to Olivia Wines ’son’s office. And the business matters that it said are just a favor related to the selection of the construction company that will work for the new project to be launched by the company.

I closed the door, took off the five-inch high heels that were killing my feet throughout the party, and looked at Alana with my arms folded across my chest and an eyebrow raised and said. "You had better start talking, missy, about why you failed to mention you were Princess Alana Winchester, sole princess of the wolf kingdom? And, the so-called surprise twin warrior trainers were none other than your older brothers, the twin princes of the kingdom." I said, waving my hands in the air like a mad woman. She sighed. Rubbed her foot up and down on the brown fur carpet, and said.

"Only Gwen is kind enough to still think about her, even when she’s being so difficult." When my mom heard Gwen’s name, a smile finally appeared on her face. She sighed and patted Zac’s hand, "Gwen is so thoughtful. How can two daughters be so different? "When I gave birth to them, I almost died from the blood loss. "And Gwen… She was malnourished in the womb and sickly after she was born. She barely made it. "Even the doctors said she was a miracle." A chill ran through me. I had heard all of this countless times since they brought me back home.

Elysia Deep in the belly of Mount Everstrike, the Matriarchs of all Covenkind encircled the cavern’s hollow heart. Tension vibrated between them, each glance weighing betrayal against disbelief. Pure power surged through the veins of the Primordial Sovereigns coiling around every breath, and pressing outward until every otherworldly trait blazed beyond measure. What lesser witches only hinted at erupted in them. Their eyes lit the darkness. No torches needed.

I intendedly said that with sarcasm. “Ouch,” she pretended like she really hurt inside. “Didn't you miss your twin sister?” I chuckled and shook my head. “How can I miss the woman who has the same face as mine? The only difference we have is our hair color,” I mentioned and tilted my head. Bria Barbara, my twin sister. I was serious when I said that the only difference we have is our hair color. Why? Her hair is orange that goes well with our milky smooth skin, while my hair is just a simple brown hair.

“Madonna mia. Look at you. You’re huge.” Emilia swatted her arm, laughing. “It’s been a month! What did you expect?” “Twins or not, you look like you’ve swallowed a melon,” Isadora teased, but her voice was soft with awe. She rested a hand gently over Emilia’s stomach. “They’re really in there. Alive. I can’t believe it.” “They’re fighters,” Emilia whispered, her hand covering Isadora’s. “Just like us.” Their laughter dissolved into another tight hug, the kind only twins could share—the kind that stitched together every wound, every scar.

So much is happening in my life that I end up forgetting one of the most important people in my life-- he says sighing, I know very well that she must be blaming herself now, but I won't allow that to happen, she's not to blame for anything! --- Princess, it's not because we are werewolves, that we must be perfect, quite the contrary, just like humans we also make mistakes and learn from our mistakes-- I say trying to pass a little confidence to this beautiful princess-- you you're going through a turbulent time in your life, the reunion with your parents, with your partner, who we can't forget to mention is me-- I say with a little smile on your part, I swear I even heard a "you silly"-- an

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.

It seems that he was too brainwashed by the fairytale books and movies that he has read and watched. “In order to obtain something, one must sacrifice something.” Raine spoke. Yris nodded in agreement. “Yes.” He muttered. “The princess Alf wanted to earn everyone’s true respect and undying loyalty, especially since she is a woman who everyone looks down upon. So, she left the kingdom of Elhasa and began her journey to make achievements.” He said and looked at Raine. “She conquered lands without shedding blood. Instead, she also conquered the hearts of the people, that is through protecting them from the demons that plagued the land.” He told Raine.

It looks so sad and creepy. The King and Queen admitted to all the people that the Queen gave birth to twins. And one became invisible from birth. The truth baffled everyone and couldn’t believe it. However, they also understood that most likely the two missing princesses were the treasure of their world. Without them, their world would be forever in ruins and deserted. And they have to find their princess because only Luna can bring back their former happy and prosperous world. They don’t know what happened to the twins because this happening in their world is a bad omen for the future.