Twin Princess Novels & Stories

his order thundered in Rhae’s ears. The Princess? Rhae’s head became full of questions. Though she hadn’t known the woman for long, she had grown attached, even though she was a princess. Rhae flicked the knife from her palm upwards towards her attacker. The blade dug into the man’s shoulder, making him loosen his grip with a grunt. Rhae slid out of his hold and stood up, dipping away from reaching hands. She jumped, spreading her legs, kicking down both the men around the Princess. The men staggered, grabbing their necks in pain. Rhae grabbed the Princess’ sword off the floor and tucked the handle into her palm. Rhae grabbed her shoulder and sprinted out of the alley dragging the Princess b

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

My job was simple: serve, do not speak, do not look anyone in the eye. I moved carefully toward the large oak table where the twin princes sat. Zayne was the heir. He was cold, with dark, sharp eyes. Zack was the younger twin, more easy-going but just as ruthless when he wanted to be. They were twenty, powerful, and gorgeous. I reached the edge of the table and began pouring the deep red wine into the glasses of the royal guests. “Watch your hands, servant,” sneered a boy named Finn. He was Zayne’s friend.

Sena lowered her head and walked away. Lyra served her first meal on a cold autumn evening. She kept her head down and her tray steady and tried to be invisible, but Elara noticed her anyway. The princess was only eleven years old, already beautiful in a sharp and cruel way, and she sat beside her mother Ziera on the raised dais with her pale blue eyes scanning the room for someone to torment. "You there," Elara called out. "Come here." Lyra's heart stopped, but she walked to the dais with her head down and her hands steady. "Look at me," Elara commanded, and Lyra raised her eyes to meet the princess's cold gaze.

His triplet sisters, however, remained in the Kingdom, much to their displeasure. The eldest, Princess Ciciane Taylor Mariam, had made such a fuss that Clyde had no choice but to allow her to take martial arts training under Chief Warrior Rubio. This girl was a true rebel, known in many packs as the "warrior Princess of trouble." However, she was a brilliant field analyst, with many packs utilizing her expertise in combating rogues and thwarting human attacks. The Second Princess, Drina Becca Rain, was the more reserved type, always in the shadow of her older sister.

They were the famous twins from the Marquess of the Maxxwell Galaxy, members of the powerful Leopard Clan. Among beast shifters—creatures whose very biology was engineered for potent, solitary transformation—a twin birth was more than just rare; it was a profound genetic anomaly. The shifter physiology, particularly that of the Fenrir, seemed to physically resist the splitting of one life essence into two. For a true shifter, twins were a near-statistical impossibility, a biological miracle. It was this extreme rarity that led to the twins being hailed as treasures of the Empire since the day they were born. The late Emperor himself had granted them the courtesy titles of Prince and Princess

Seraphina POV I was the daughter of the Grant family. My father controlled half the city's underworld. Gunfire and bloodshed were the currency of his business, the leverage he held over everyone. And I was meant to enjoy the wealth and privilege that came with it, to never know a day's worry. Until my twelfth birthday, everything changed. My parents brought home a girl who looked disturbingly like me, claiming she was my long-lost twin sister, Karen. She hadn't had an easy life, wandering outside our world.

Plus, Rae has held my hand in support ever since the game started. “Shit man, I hate those twins!” Tiffany exclaims in disappointment as everyone on our side groans in annoyance. On the field, teammates are being pulled to their feet and the players take a short break while both coaches replace injured members. “What twins?” I ask, turning to Tiff to distract myself. “Prince Max and Prince Kota, both of them are strong players and when they work together nobody can stop them.” "Wait, those two responsible for scoring was the both of them?” I ask in surprise, and everyone nods. “How can you tell?”

The other one added, her voice cracking. I forgot which name belonged to which twin as I stared at her in confusion. Either I had some sort of doppelgänger they had met before… Or they were all just crazy. “Ahh… such a slutty waist to not be flaunted, yes?” “I’ve forgotten just how much I loved your caramel skin.” I listened to them, their words only pushing me deeper into confusion. “The prince is gonna love this…” I looked at her sharply. “You keep saying prince… Is he royalty?”

She said with a shrug and Erika nodded. "What names did you two come up with?" She turned to the Twins and asked. With a grin on his face, Zayn said, "I'll name her Willow!" Zayn smirked and said, "And I'll name her Aurora." He said as well. Erika nodded at the names then turned to Elvira. "What do you think?" Elvira grinned. "My daughters, Willow and Aurora." "And that is it, We have two Lycan princesses, Princess Willow and Princess Aurora."