Their Hidden Princess Novels & Stories

Nichole gave me an apologetic look even though she was hurt as well. Dumpp!! In the middle of our heated argument, we heard a loud sound which made us shriek extremely. "What the heck is this?" Natasha asked dramatically but her guts shut down when she saw Blake who threw the book on the table. "Read the book and find the details. Don't bother her again." He threw a murderous look to everyone particularly towards Natasha before made his way God knows where. "Rude much." I heard her mutter under her breath before she took the book "The Hidden Secrets" from the table and flipped the first page.

So, that means he doesn’t have her. Leo has a couple of our men undercover, tailing and following Sebastian White. So far, nothing’s been gotten from him. I also have eyes on Besha Gabret and his brothers. None of them seems to know shit about Jess’ whereabouts. Same as Dominic Hearst. The only person I don’t have eyes on is the second prince. And only because I do not know where to begin the search, as it seems like this particular prince lives more in the shadows. So, today's meeting will go a long way to tell me what I need to know.

They had looked at me, at my love for my daughter, at my willingness to question, to fight for the truth, and they had seen a flaw to be engineered out. “Are you the real princess?” I whispered, the question a agony. She swallowed hard, unable to meet my eyes. “Yes, but I was hidden away for years.” For years. The ground fell away from beneath me. That’s when they’d taken Bianca and put her in the princess’ place.

"Then came the most popular princess in the kingdom. Everyone bowed to her and obeyed her. The popular princess has zero tolerance for this kind of behavior in the kingdom, so she saved the lost princess from the witches and from that day onwards, no one dared to touch the lost princess again." I walked towards his direction, slowly as I continued my story. "The two princesses were so happy as they bonded together. The popular princess had a friend, a prince. She introduced him to the lost princess and he claimed to protect her as long as he lived. He became his knight in shining armor. The lost princess was so captivated with her prince that made her fall in love with him, but little did th

And for once, she felt the quiet satisfaction of a life where skill, endurance, and compassion had triumphed over cruelty and deception. Even as the night deepened, the world outside buzzed and turned, yet inside that room, peace reigned. The Hidden Genius, long underestimated and maligned, was now fully recognized. The story of Arla-Rosa Hernandez, the prodigy, the healer, the true princess, had begun to crystallize in the eyes of millions. And there was no turning back.

Because there is no one else who deserves his luna but me, the princess of the Silver Wolf Pack. When I got back to Duncan's house, I saw that his men were in trouble. I smiled secretly because I knew that everyone already knew that Helena was missing. But they are just unlucky because no matter where they look for that girl, they will never find her because she is well hidden by me. "What's going on here?" I pretended to ask one of Duncan's men as he passed me.

I asked, straightening and ready to take my Princess away from here and lock her away in my mansion, where no one can hurt her for the time being. “I think she went to the last room. The one with a bow on the door.” Mavis answers and I thank her, asking her to supervise any last packing while I go find Jessica. I slowly walk down the hall, curious to see what the room Jessica was hiding in looked like. She said it was broken dreams, but that could be anything for her. She was a hell of an artist as a teen, always painting when not studying away her days. Maybe it was an art room that that bastard of an ex she had made her lock up so she could be the perfect housewife for him. Anger swells in

“Let this be a lesson to us all, ladies: if we want to find our dream alphas, try to get lost during a nature hike!” Her stirring story prompted a chorus of delicate giggles around the table, adorned with Charlotte’s finest china and the most delicious finger sandwiches and cookies. The princess let out a small laugh, hiding behind her teacup and doing her utmost to blend in with the circle. However tame it all seemed, she knew better than to lower her guard around these pampered darlings of society. They were vultures. Every last one of them. “Speaking of alphas…” another girl drawled, swinging her hawklike gaze to the princess, “there is something I must ask Your Highness that has been bur

She informed me, as if that was supposed to explain why we were hiding under the table. A pair of brown boots stopped at our table. “I could have sworn I saw her.” Came the girl’s voice, her tone held a lot of puzzlement but then Raven’s phone started ringing causing the girl to look underneath the table at us. “I knew you were hiding there before your phone gave you up.” Letting out a sigh, Raven crawled out and I followed her, feeling silly and confused. I stared at the girl, who happens to be seated now. She had the same purple hair as Raven except that Raven’s only has purple highlights while she had a full blown purple short hair.

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.