Diana Who Made Me A Princess Novels & Stories

Nathan never mentioned it because he didn't want you to feel like you owed him, and he definitely didn't want to use it to 'tie' you down," Lucas said, his eyes reddening. "And you? You gave your gratitude to the wrong guy, and even used pregnancy as a trade-off. It's disgusting." Diana looked like she had been struck by lightning. She stumbled away. When Ian saw her, he walked up in surprise. "Diana? What's wrong?" "Don't." Her voice was low, her gaze sharp as a blade. "I'm only going to ask you this once—were you really the one who saved me back then?"

"We don't have that kind of power, so you need to get close to the princess first." Margaret crosses her arms. "Then?" The Countess smiled wickedly as she opened her hand-fan, concealing her smile behind it. "Then, with your beauty, you can make one of the princes fall for you, making you a real princess." Margaret, who believed her mother's words, immediately stopped throwing a tantrum as she smiled widely, giggling excitedly on her chair. "Yay! I get to be a real princess!" "But you must listen to mommy first, okay?" The Countess cut off her daughter's glee.

She inquired the maid. “It was the prince order, my lady.” the maid said though her face seemed troubled of something. Nevertheless, the princess ignored it and let a heavy sigh, putting book marks on the book she was currently reading on. Sighing, she slowly stood up, struggled a little bit with the gown that the palace hast made her wore; according to the prince’s order. “I shall be there in a moment, Shuna. Ye can tell the prince’s guards to have not wait for me.”

Do I want to be angry because I didn’t get any sleep? I feel pretty good about how things are going to be today. I couldn’t wait to finally show people that I am going to listen to what they have to say and I am hoping they don’t get hostile because I don’t give them what they want right away. Taking the crown was something I thought I would never be, but here I am a Queen. When I was a little girl I used to play a Princess, I thought it was because of all the cute movies they made for his being Princesses, but now I am wondering if I knew I was supposed to be one.

Creed's POV Fabulous. That was the best my brain could do then. She appeared… amazing. Sweat sprinkled across her forehead, a fine sheen flashing on her skin — and that dress. My God, that dress made her a princess from some faraway, unreachable kingdom. A bright, deep red, cinched just so at the waist, flowing out in liquid silk. "You're in the ladies' restroom, Mr. Malcolm," she gasped, breathless, flustered — and outrageously adorable.

Michael asked, noticing her distraction. I won't be taking long over there. Why so much makeover, and this dress is barely covering anything," Diana hissed. "Shut up and stop being ungrateful," Sia scolded. "Yes Diana, stop being an [ass], allow us to change you to the Princess you're, besides it's your first date with Michael and also your birthday. So stay put or I will smash your face." Her third friend Linda added.

I asked, sounding more confused than curious. He remained silent for a while before he turned towards me, still standing. "Well, I have been in desperate need of a safe place to send my princess off to when I die and I came to the conclusion of marrying her off to Prince Kurt Hughes of Norway since she was their kind and they were also close friends but then I found a better suitor which is you. From today onwards, Diana has become your responsibility." He announced with so much seriousness that I couldn't help but laugh like a darn hyena.

Even Hilda, Juliana and Sonnia had their own group so they hid in Hilda's room to chat. "Did Diana come from a powerful background? Everyone seems to be afraid of her." Hilda asked about Diana. Juliana snorted. "She's just a buffoon. You don't have to waste your time on her." In the past few years, Diana rose to fame quickly. She acted in a few popular television series and gained high popularity, and after being hired several times to be the international ambassador of some products, she became arrogant. She even left her previous agency and established her own studio to work alone.

And on top of that, her fear of marrying Theodore and leaving Zachary forever was viciously clawing at the gates of her heart. Diana couldn’t understand why her powers weren’t working. Brought up in a royal family, she was always scolded for not using ladylike manners and her obsession with knives and swords. Her mother always berated her that being the princess of Moonland, she should be elegant, sophisticated, and shy but the rebellious princess was something else. Her beauty was god-gifted but her curious mind always fancied his brother who was skilled in fencing, horse-riding, and all sort of sports activities that were strictly forbidden to girls like her. Arthur loved Diana and doted h