Where Does Princess Amelia Live Novels & Stories

Amalia’s pov Yesterday sleep came easy on me with Christopher’s scent still lingering on my bed. It was smooth and calming. I didn’t want to get out of bed but I had to go to college. ‘’Good morning Peter’’ I said opening my door while smiling at him. He looked a lot better now that he had slept after three days. ‘’Good morning princess Amalia’’ he replied genuine smiling back at me. ‘’Peter, I need to talk to you, I need a big favor to ask. Can you come inside?’’ I said while gesturing inside my room.

THE NEXT DAY. Amelia was all dressed up and prepared for what the day had to offer her.she was looking at herself in the mirror when she heard a knock on her door. "Come in"she said and the door opened and a maid stepped in. "Greetings your highness"she greeted with her head bow. "What is it?"Amelia questioned. "Prince Louis is here to see you,he is waiting in the living room"she replied. "I will be there in a minute"Amelia said to her and the maid bowed her head once more before exiting her room.

I asked, sending my gaze back to my phone. “Just checking on you, dear” she responded. “I saw her today…” I paused and turned to her, “Amelia.” “Really? Where?” She asked, “At a restaurant. She looks… much prettier.“ I said, rolling my eyes as a wave of disgust washed over me. “Ah. I get why you are mad now. Don’t let her presence bother you darling, just be patient. When she breaks the king’s curse you can then make your moves on him.” She responded, I was stunned.

she began very smoothly, “I trust you have some good news for me; I find I have rather had my fill of bad. Kneeling in front of her, he rested his head on her belly close to her womb as if praying for her forgiveness. Mara and Dex did the same, and he saw that despite their compliance, they looked pretty uncomfortable. “My lady,” Lucas started, and despite the churning feeling inside him, his voice was level. “We have located her." Ema stepped closer, and she seemed to be genuinely interested in everything He was saying. “Go on. ” “Amelia is in Seattle,” Lucas said. “Currently, the lady in question works as an employee for Bookmark Haven, a bookstore." Ema let out a faint, satisfied giggle a

Bellamy pleaded. " I could convince into giving me the records of the people in this town. Maybe we'll find something there. “ He said after minutes of silence and they both exhaled. " Thank you. “ .. Very deep in the forest, a huge mansion stood in the middle. It was fenced in a way no one could get in easily. Ireas owned by Alicent and her husband. They usually go there when they had to plan important business deals, magic. “ Our son was right, Bellamy is really interesting and special." Alicent said as she sipped her wine.

he answered, “I hope everything will be resolved after today then.” She called out to Chief Kinn, who was standing close to them and instructed her. “Please prepare Alpha’s room. He will be having a visitor tonight” “I will do that right now” Chief Kinn bowed and Amy smirked in happiness. What she wanted was surely coming to pass. “Prince Amelia seems to have a similar hobby to that of Amy, you both love to keep a collection of ornaments”, Helena suddenly sparked. Princess Amelia’s face lit up with joy as she faced Amy. “Really? You love to keep them too?”

I leaned to her and whispered, "John's son." Emma's eyes grew wide since she knew the harsh reality. She didn't ask how I ended up with Uncle John's son, trying to avoid the dreaded subject. Noah came forward and gently shook her right hand. "I'm Noah, Amelia's friend." I swallowed the lump formed in my throat when I heard him say friend. Noah looked at me curiously and his attention darted between my sister and me. I whispered to him, "I'll tell you everything, but later." He didn't say anything, but just nodded as if he was in a trance. The outside world thought that Princess Emma had an accident, but she recovered and was healthy. They all believed that she kept no interest in becoming th

he said. "Yes," Amelia answered and gave a smile. After Damian left, Amelia went to the living room where she spends most of her time. A shawl was placed on her shoulders by Helga since the mansion was quite cold because of its location. She was reading a book when all of the sudden, the doorbell of the mansion rang. Amelia was about to stand up when Helga stopped her. "Ah! I'll get it, madam Lia" she said as she walked quickly to the door.

There were fresh flowers on the table, expensive chocolates beside the bed, and a soft robe hanging neatly on the bathroom door. Amelia slowly turned around, taking everything in. She had spent months in a cold prison cell, sleeping on a thin mattress and eating food that tasted like cardboard. She had dreamed of freedom every single day. Now she was standing in a room that looked like something from another world. “What the hell is this place?” she whispered. She took a few steps inside and looked around again. “This is not a hospital room. This is a freaking palace.” She walked toward the bed and ran her fingers over the soft sheets. Then she picked up one of the chocolate boxes and stared

She lost her crown, her name, and her face—only to discover the truth behind the throne. Ariana Ophelia possessed everything a woman could desire: a crown, a kingdom, total power, and a prince who swore his devotion. Determined to prove herself stronger than her late father, she ruled Roseberst with an iron fist, trading compassion for absolute authority. Until she goes to sleep a ruthless queen—and wakes up a powerless servant. Trapped in the battered body of Elena, a maid she humiliated hours before, Ariana wakes into a twisted reality: her dead father is alive, the palace is subtly changed, and another woman sits on her throne—wearing Ariana’s exact face. When Ariana tries to re