How Accurate Is The Historical Royal Depiction In Princess Diaries 1?

Rejected and pregnant, Delilah must overcome watching her ex-mate parade around with his chosen mate. Delilah finds out she's pregnant and is summoned to the royal palace. Upon arrival, her world is thrown into chaos. Becoming a Princess when you've been treated so poorly is something Delilah faces. Will she have her happy ending, or will the Prince reject her since she's pregnant with another? Or will the truth come out and she realizes she'll be Queen next?

All along, Royal Princess Cassandra lived a perfect normal business woman life while hiding her identity but not until she met the guy with an alias “Gunner”. Their first meet up went good but not until a woman entered the picture, revealing that she is Gunner’s fiancee. Totally disappointed, she blocked Gunner off her life and she focused her attention with their garment business. A few months came and she made a deal with a shipping company. This is where Casey met Bullet Elliot Valderama, the CEO of their chosen shipping company. And the catch is, he is also the guy with an alias, “Gunner”. Will the second meet be sweeter or bitter between Casey and Gunner? Will it lead to something romantic or chaotic? Is Gunner the right billionaire to the Royal Princess?

Betrayal! Pain! Heartbreak! Rejection and lies! That was all she got from the same people she trusted the most, the same people she loved the most. No one could ever prepare her for what was next when it comes to her responsibilities, what about the secrets? The lies? The betrayal and her death! That was only just the beginning because now, she was reborn and she’ll make them all pay. They’ll suffer for what they’ve done because they don’t deserve to be alive. No one can stop what she has to do except him, he was her weakness, but also her greatest strength and power. He was her hidden alpha but she was his historical Luna.

Book 1: Her Twin Mates Book 2: --- Amelia grew up in love with her mother and brother. But everything changes when her mother dies in a rogue attack. She was blamed by her packmates because of it. And even her brother started didn’t talk with her. Her burden became harder when her wolf didn’t come out and her fated mate, their next Alpha, rejected her. Amelia ran away from their pack to start her new life in a human city. But then she learned that instead of a wolf, she was a Lycan after all! And the Moon Goddess blessed her more because her second chance mate was the Twin Princes! Would Amelia’s life finally become happy with her two mates? Or will it just become a burden to her as her beast comes out? ~~~ “Mine…” he whispered. But there was something different. This man was looking at her like they had just met. But his eyes looked different. ‘Mine! Mine! Mine!’ Lily said happily. He smiled at her and stepped forward. “It’s true. You are true.” Amelia was confused. She doesn’t know what to say. She might not know the name of her mate, but she remembered she had blue eyes. Though, the man in front of her had the same scent and hair color. He still looked like a different person. She stepped backward. The door behind him opened again and a man came out. ‘OMG! What is this?!’ Lily exclaimed. ‘What is going on, Lily? Am I dreaming?’ ‘No! Oh, Moon Goddess! You blessed us more!’ “I see you saw our mate.” Another man stood up in front of Amelia. There she saw two different people but with the same face. Warning! This story consists of violence and scenes not appropriate for young readers!

My father found me too rebellious, so he gave me to Marco, tasking him with making a lady out of me. To the outside world, Macro was the ruthless boss to a Mafia empire, but to me, he was just a man with a perpetually stern face. I tried everything to defy him. I smashed his car. Then I swapped his PPT for the lowbrow stand-up he hated most. And he opened it during a company meeting. Yet, every rebellion ended the same. He cornered me, his massive frame dominating mine on the silk sheets of his king-sized bed, the polished oak of his desk, or the leather confines of the car's backseat. His hot skin against mine, his fingers tracing fire along my curves. He moved with a primal hunger that left me breathless. My body arched in unwilling ecstasy, in a dance of punishing pleasure, until my fight dissolved into moans, my will shattered under his relentless claim. I fell for him hard, convinced this was love, and he was the beacon of my dark world. But the truth shattered me: it was all a calculated game to tame me, to stop my war with my sister Karen. My guiding light went out, or maybe it never existed at all. So I became a good girl. I stopped fighting back. He thought he had me tamed, chained to his will. But in the end, I slipped free, leaving him alone with his shattered heart.

On my wedding day, my groom's sister, Nadia Lawson, wears an elaborate ball gown and comes on stage to snatch the emcee's microphone. Before all the guests, she arrogantly says to me, "Can't you see the princess is here? Why didn't you curtsy and greet me? You deserve to be punished! Get on your knees and prostrate yourself before me as an apology!" My expression sours at her insolence. I turn around only to see the indulgent expressions on her parents' faces. The groom, Bowen Lawson, says dotingly, "We spoiled Nad silly since she was a child. You are her sister-in-law now. Don't make things hard for her." I am so mad that I can't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. The clown thinks she's a princess, asking me to kneel before her? Ridiculous.