Claude Who Made Me A Princess Novels & Stories

She said cheerfully. Jake chuckled, and she glared at him. "That's different, princess. Oops, sorry. I called you princess again," Jake said. However, this time Elena didn't tell him not to call her princess. "Your doll is alone because she doesn't have a prince," Jake said to her. "Elena, will you become her prince?" She asked him with a hopeful look on her face. "I will become her prince if you become my friend," Jake said, extending his hand toward her.

Eliza said Claire's heart was still beating so fast because she was scared, "Besides all I need now is to find my way into the palace, get Adrian to make love with me, and get me pregnant. Unlike you, I will give birth to a baby boy who will be the next king, your daughter might serve as a slave one day so I won't end her life now" Eliza explained

It was Princess Shirlyn. Claude, an average young man with short dark brown hair styled upwards to look like a flame, stared at her grace with mirth dancing in his onyx eyes. They didn’t seem to be different much in age, as both looked young. But it’s necessary to note that his gaze contains a hint of tenacity and hardship while her gaze was innocent and inexperienced. However, that’s what makes him stand there every night. That innocence was what he always strive to protect. “What request?” he asked.

Her face suddenly became serious. "No need." Frost immediately refused her. She felt like it's not a good idea to agree to whatever crazy idea she was thinking. "No. I insist. I would be in constant guilt if I don't do this. So I have decided to invite you to our Palace." Ziana stated. Her face is still serious. She then added, "I am actually the Princess of Claude Kingdom. My full name is Ziana Claude."

Ryan said, bringing Ophelia back to the present. She turned to look at the other end of the hall. The Omega, Claudia was as perfect as ever. The moment she saw Claudia she was flooded with the sweet smell of pheromones. She took a quick glance at Ryan and if he was feeling something, he was doing a good job at hiding it. “Good evening,” she said, bowing deeper than usual to Ophelia. Perhaps it’s because of Ophelia’s new title now, Princess of the Crescents. She couldn’t help but notice the way Claudia quickly scanned her at first glance.

Princess Dohana turned to give him a stone cold look, "why haven't you said this all along. Do it quickly, tell Prince Terrah to make the payment." "Yes, my Princess." "You may go," Dohana dismissed him. After he left, Princess Dohana began to caress her stomach gently. "Jake, our child is waiting for your return, what's taking you so long?" As she spoke, the Princess heard some light footsteps. She stood up abruptly and glanced around. Behind her, the Prince of Paris suddenly appeared. Looking handsome and dazzling on his white suit, white shoes and a white hat, the man smiled at her. "You...what are you doing here?" Dohana asked puzzled.

After a few minutes Claude catches up with us. “So you dated Maverick and after his disappearance the other prince has set his sights on you. You must be something special then. I wonder if our Prince Gerard will see something in you as well,” Claude says to me. The word ‘disappearance’ catches my attention. Does he know something? Is he a rogue in glamour?

Another shocking family revelation. "Y-You're the 2nd Prince, my uncle. H-How did you get here? I thought you were dead." Caspian asked, bewildered. "Of course not! My dad is the 2nd Prince of the Leonhart Empire! That makes me a princess, and you, my cousin! And once the device is fixed, we'll take over the Empire too!" Claire stupidly said. Wow, if she's a real villain in a novel, she would have failed. How could she disclose such important objectives? Well, this works better for us. But this f*cking bastard and his organization will be destroyed indefinitely!

He bent over kissing me deeply before running his tongue over mine and stealing my candy. "Hey! I worked for that" I shouted punching him lightly on the chest as he clenched it in false pain. "You stole my prince," Claire said with a sad look on her face and we both turned to her. "You see Claire...I and Uncle Nathan are...." I was trying to explain to her but didn't know what to say. "Claire, I am still your prince. I am everybody's prince it's just that Olivia is my princess and you will find your prince when you grow up" Nathan said and I was just wowed. I could never have thought of such a wonderful explanation.

It was a gentle tap, one only my Princess used. “Uncle Hunter.” Her voice calls out cheerily, and I chuckle. It seems she wants to pretend she didn’t see what happened last night. “Yes, Princess?” I call back, a long pause settling between us. “I made breakfast if you’re hungry.” Jessica stutters out. I grin, the thought of eating her cooking again making me want to rush out the door.