Their Hidden Princess Novels & Stories

Her health was far important than a thousand opportunities. With a deep breath, the princess of Alvar tugs at the knots of the woolen garments and peels them off her body. Though they kept her warm, the fabric was irritating her to death. As the clothes fell on the floor, the black of night surfaced. She was wearing clothes similar to Arnold’s underneath. It didn’t have any long cloak. The new piece covered every inch of her body and to conceal her identity, she wore a mask, covering the lower face. Reaching for the old man’s satchel that was heavier than usual, she rummages through the contents and pulls out daggers and knives before hiding them in her dress and boots. Caressing her beloved

She had this look in her eyes that can only mean one thing bad news. "The rough alpha is looking for the hybrid princess. He wants to make her his luna and worrier. He said that she was promised to him by her parents when she was born," I could tell she wasn't lying because the sadness in her eyes couldn't be faked. But, I knew my parents and they wouldn't do that. No matter what anybody says my parents had my best interest at heart, so I was not worried, I just shook my head and looked at her. "Don't worry, I have been training a lot and can defend myself, and besides, no one besides us knows who I am". I said placing my hand on hers trying to reassure her, but shook her head pleading with

Yet here was a man loyal to a fault to the real Princess no one knew outside the palace walls. “She is a very special woman, King… Beautiful, intelligent, educated, graceful. And one day, everything will change for her,” Brent said. “The people will see her and know what she did to change this kingdom, but until that day, she’s trapped inside these walls. Just make sure, whatever you do… or don’t do,” he added with a wink, “to keep it a secret. Understood?” Kingston nodded. “Understood, Brent!” “I hope so. If anyone catches wind of this, you’d be out on your ass and she’ll have handed Alba a reason for her parents not to give her the throne.”

Because she is not used to living under pressure, Nathania is walking wildly around the park, looking for anything memorable and making her escape the punishment of the new creepy teacher. On the stone wall, the corner of one of the most extensive gardens in this sapphire palace, was a worn-looking door hidden behind a creeping tree root. Nathania never knew there was a secret door in a place like that. With her curiosity very high, the princess immediately walked towards the secret door. This is quite strange, when the door was opened, it was not locked. Was this door really made in a place like this? Princess Nathania felt this was a good opportunity for her. Who knew she could see the wor

"There is a secret portal hidden within the ancient ruins on the outskirts of this city. Legend has it that this portal can transport anyone to different worlds. We must use the gadget to unlock its power and return home." Prince said, Steph's eyes widened with excitement. "That sounds incredible, Your Highness. But how do we find the ruins and the portal?" The Prince smiled, his confidence shining through. "I have been studying the ancient texts and maps of this world, and I believe I know the location. We will travel there undercover, obtain the gadget, and unlock the portal. But we must remain discreet. Henry must not suspect what we are planning." Prince explained,

Kael simply nodded, he knew something had always been off from the moment he saw the princess and how she softened up easily. “Alpha, who is the lady you brought back with you?” she asked softly. “Isn't she your princess or you don't recognize her anymore?” he asked, raising a brow. “She is not the princess, the princess hides her face from every other servant in the palace but few of them including me” she explained. Kael hummed, “Maybe she has a scar she wouldn't want you to see” he said purposely, he knew she had no scar. Helene shook her head in disagreement, “She doesn't look like her,she is so different from princess Lucy, she loves to sneak out everyday through her secret exit at the

Her eyes where locked on Rosalie as her blood began to boil. Asrar was hers, and she worked hard to be the best for him. She didn’t care his father practically disowned him. He was still a prince which would make her a princess and the rightful one. She was powerful and smart. She knew what was needed to be a princess, that’s why she left the secret hideout. She wanted to learn everything she could to be able to stand at his side. That was her spot and this human girl has a grasp on him. She was probably a witch or mage even though she knew they died years ago. They became non existent even before the war of the dragons came to a close. They where not strong enough against the Heart of Gems.

She quickly hid when her mother came out and started walking to the Alpha's chambers and the Princess entered into her room immediately. She quickly shut the door and went straight to her mother's wardrobe, she began to ransack it. Different clothes, boxes of jewelries, accessories, all other things but strangely, she couldn't find the substance her mother just mixed - where did she hide it? Princess Lahore suddenly saw a small box hid between a box of notes and makeup box - it was right in the middle of it and it seemed different. She quickly opened and a gasp escaped her mouth when she inhaled the scent, it was choky. She brought out an handkerchief and poured some on it, she was still wra

“His Highness Prince Ethan Theo Azrael Hezekiah von Clandestine and his partner, Her Highness Princess Althea Rin Eurydice Brielle von Clandestine, has arrived.” Dio watched the third princess and the sixth prince, who were both in the higher year, enter the hall. They were wearing golden-colored attires that emphasized their status as imperial children. He thought that they really went all out and outshined the only child of the empress with their outfit.

“Let me see it.” No ticking. No wires. Just a plain box sealed with tape. Alex opened it carefully on the counter while Alicia pulled Aiden closer instinctively. Inside was a single photo album. Nothing else. Alicia frowned slightly and lifted it out. Old leather cover. No title. She opened the first page slowly. And froze. Photos. Hundreds of them. Not Harbor. Not politicians. Her. Alex. Aiden. The first picture showed newborn Aiden asleep on Alex’s chest years ago in that tiny apartment Alicia had hidden in after running away.