Blind Prince And Liar Princess Novels & Stories

he replied, and I realized my question was actually foolish. "Now it's my turn to ask what you are doing sneaking around like thieves?" Aiden asked. "We are looking for the Princess's earring," Lia lied and Aiden scoffed. "I know you are lying, so you think you could deceive me because I'm five years old," Aiden muttered, rolling his eyes, and I couldn't help but chuckle. I looked at prince Aiden and an idea came to my mind, maybe he could help us hide somewhere. I didn't care if he was little, because right now I didn't have a choice.

Lucian ignored him. “Alright,” Lucian began, settling into the firelight, “this is the story… of Princess Aria, Princess Arianna, and Princess Arian—three brave adventurers who lived in a magical kingdom.” The girls gasped. Cass whispered to me, “Did you hear that? I’m a prince. Obviously.” Adrian: “He didn’t mention you.” Cass: “I’m IMPLICITLY royal.” My father chuckled under his breath. Lucian continued, voice warm and soothing.

“Nobles like you are destined to beg alms on the streets and shit like that. Anything that will take you far away from the princes, since everyone knows they’re destined for great things. Far greater than you.” Blond lifts her chin. “And forget about having anything but a platonic work relationship with them. Do you think you have what it takes to hold their interest? You’re wrong. And you can take my word for it because I fucked Jayan and Asad Mort this semester. I know what they’re into, and you’re not it.” There’s a weird clench in my throat that I actively choose to ignore. Meanwhile, Angry Bird glances at the Blond, resentment flashing across her face. It seems Blond overstepped her bou

"You borrowed my style." "Excuse me?" She removed her sunglasses. "This is my turf." Oh. Okay. "I didn't get the memo," I said, raising a brow. "You got a patent on white boots and genderfluid glammery?" She smiled. "You're spunky. I like it. But behave yourself, Snow Princess." I winked at her. "I dance like I tread. Unstable and fierce." She snorted. "Touché." And then she turned away, her perfume behind her like judgment and roses.

With Lia’s following words, I wasn’t sure if that look had been intended for me or Arielle. “Touch me again, and you will regret it.” Lia said as her jaw clenched. “What are you going to do about it? Run to your team leader?” Arielle’s arrogant laugh almost had me blowing my cover. I intended to defend Lia, but I was surprised when Lia took a step closer to Arielle. “Try me, and you will find out. Do you think that using the identity of the Princess is going to save you? I know, and you know, that you are not her.” Lia’s tone was so soft that it didn’t appear anyone heard her except me.

She had blinked her tears away and her plump chocolate lips had curved into a smile. "Hm, nice try." I exhaled. "You trespassed on my property, insulated me and remember you almost burned the lab down and I saved your ass? Oh, you are clumsy, aren't you? Miss clumsy?" "I'm Brenda, not clumsy, and no, I don't remember you. Wait...now I do. You are the prince. Please, be sure to behave so that your royal name doesn't get dragged through the mud." She hurled back and attempted to push me but I didn't move an inch.

Her hair had already turned white, and she possessed a very rare beauty. My wolf growled in protest at the sight of her. She's not my mate. That's the only thing I'm certain of. I don't know why this happened. The moon goddess blessed us at birth, stating that we would be destined mates. Prophecies don't lie. But people can. Could she be a fake princess? I knew it was too early to judge the princess standing before me, but that was my gut feeling. My gut feelings never led me astray.

the blond lad said still amused by his latest prank. "And you are a complete arse." replied the sixteen-year-old lad not in the least hiding his annoyance at having been pranked by his older brother. "I can't believe you fell for it." the blond lad continued still attempting to breathe despite still laughing at his younger brother's expense. "You walked into a seedy brothel, "Mr. Prim and Proper" actually ventured into the darkened underbelly of the city...oh what will Mother think once she hears about this..." "If you know what's good for you, you'd do well in not telling her." growled the sixteen-year-old lad adjusting his attire as if his brother's hand had somehow ruined it.

I hear the group of leprechauns in the room suck in their breath at the same time. “You took our Princes over the troll bridge? What were you thinking, Buppig.” Hazdil scolds him. “I was thinkin’ that the Princess needed to get to Eventide before our Prince made a huge mistake and married that Duchess, wasn’t I? We didn’t have time to go the long way around, did we? So we went the short way.” He says defensively and in his anger, I swear I hear a lilt of Ireland in his voice.

The Princess's eyes were as red as a ruby, while the Prince's eyes were dark as onyx. The Prince was very powerful yet sensitive to the sun. He could move as fast as the wind and as days passed, he gained and discovered more powers, but the Princess showed no power, and her strength remain like that of a human. This angered the king as the days passed by, concluding that the vial was inactive in a female.