Their Hidden Princess Novels & Stories

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

“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.

I just hope she does not kill him. 1940 - 1945 The higher council had a spell put over the castle to hide it from the human war and King Thorvald had his hybrid fine-comb Egypt in search of Princess Fey and her twins but had no luck. Shysie had no luck either finding the twin royal sisters and John, not knowing that they were hiding out in icy Barrow, Alaska. Due to the raging, violent human war, King Makens also stopped the search for Blue Bloods for his sons and has given up on ever finding Prince Deacon or his granddaughters. Queen Lara insisted that they don’t give up, but he would have none of it.

ERENDINA. I have a secret. I have many secrets. And nobody knows my secrets. To the rest of the realm, I’m too flawless. To them, I’m the princess with the perfect life—one that’s envied by all. But they do not know me. They do not know of my secrets. They do not know of the person that hides behind the perfect display I put on for the rest of the world. They do not know I’m undeserving of every word they’ve defined me with. They do not know that I’m neither brave nor strong. And I’m most certainly not pure.

“You… you don’t mean my son…” Ava slowly lowered her gaze and whispered, “I would never accuse His Majesty without proof. But someone has hidden the Princess… and clearly did not want you to know.” The suggestion slid into Wilma’s fogged mind like a blade. Behind her, the guards remained silent, staring straight ahead, afraid to breathe. Ava stepped closer to Wilma, voice softening again, almost tender. “Your Grace… let’s find her. Together.” ****** Cold air brushed Althea’s face when she stepped out from Uriel’s portal. When she finally took in their surroundings, her breath caught.

Goosebumps prickled down my arms. Selena, turn back. You’ve seen enough, I told myself. But my legs betrayed me. One step. Then another. The sound was coming from the far side of the estate, where old stables and storage units stood abandoned. I found myself at the edge of a hidden cellar, its wooden door slightly ajar. I crept closer. The sound grew louder. And then I saw it, through a small iron-grated hole carved into the stone wall. A man, tied to a heavy chair with thick restraints, shivering violently. His eyes were wild, his teeth clenched, sweat pouring down his temples as he thrashed against his binds.

“I own the building. This room is also hidden from the floor plans, and the entrance is hidden. This room is also soundproof. Other than me, you are the only one who knows about this room.” “Tristan doesn’t know about this room either? I thought the two of you were best friends and did everything together.” I thought about how Maria was in and out of the apartment. “What about Maria.” “My identity is a little more complicated than what you think.” “What are you, like a secret agent?” I laughed.

Once I remove my clothes and let Princess out she spends most of the time running after a rabbit before she finally catches and kills it. . We were taking a nap under a tree when a weird smell hit our noses, making Princess's ears stand, sniffing Princess followed the smell only to find a man trying to hide behind a tree.” Princess let me out” We changed and I immediately knew who the male was. It's that bastard that we've been looking for and I can say the Goddess loves me because he bought himself right into my hand. Knocking him out I drag him back to the packhouse by his feet tying him in the darkroom where Kayla had been for the past three weeks before she died, I can't say I feel bad t

He chuckled, "Were you talking to Mike? Did you spill our secret?" Luke was undeniably striking. At school, he was an iceberg, cold and untouchable. But in private, he was warm and almost clingy. In the past, I'd have melted into his arms, blushing. Now I just stepped back, creating distance. "Didn't you want to keep us hidden?" I muttered. His eyes flickered as he caught the edge of my tone. Still, he pressed on with the question that always lingered. "You know we can't go public."