How To Become A Princess Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, but I can't tell you anything else other than to be careful with them. They've already hurt you before, and you know better than to be with them." I couldn’t believe she was refusing to talk to me. "So you're not going to tell me anything?" She shook her head. "I think you should rest, Your Highness. You have a lot of things to do tomorrow. You're going to start your work as a princess officially very soon." What does that mean? Am I going to start wearing dresses and acting gracefully in front of everyone? Shifting should be the most important thing people want to see in a princess, but I don’t even have my wolf anymore. Everyone has already heard about me being t

I got my dream job and was happy to live out my life as a seamstress. Entering the factory the usual concentration was disrupted by the rush of girls scurrying around, modifying dresses and doing their hair. "What the hell?" I asked Emma sped across the room, her shaking hands clutching a crumpled paper. "here!" she said throwing the paper at me. 'The king formally invites all unmated females aged between 20 and 30 to attend a screening audition. 50 girls will be selected, who will then go onto compete in The Princess Games. 3 lucky girls will marry one of his sons. His 3 boys, Theodore, Ezra and Grey will choose a wife each.'

Rose asked. "Sure!! The only problem is that I don't know that kind of work that I can do." Princess said excitedly. "I have what you can do. Would you like to work for me?" Rose asked. "Work for you? What kind of work is that?" Princess asked. "A model! You'll get to model the clothes that I sell in the mall.!" Rose answered. "A model!!! That will be awesome.! I want to do it. Mirabel is also a model. When can I start!?" Princess said with excitement all over her face.

“She’s staying in the penthouse? Julian, who is this girl? She’s loaded!” I leaned against the elevator wall, grinning. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. “Kai… she’s the princess of Britain.” Kai blinked once. Twice. Then his jaw dropped so hard I thought it might hit the floor. “Shut up,” he whispered. “You’re lying. You’re actually lying right now.” “I’m not,” I said, laughing. “Her dad is the King. She uses her uncle’s surname so people don’t treat her differently. She threatened to drop out and become a hermit in Scotland if her father sent guards to follow her around campus.”

“You'll have to be among those ladies—” “Me?!” My voice comes out louder than intended. He ignores my outburst. “...I'll make the necessary arrangements. We’ll get you a fake family and you'll need to learn all you need to about being ready for the palace and being a noble lady. You must make the crown prince fall for you. At least by the end of the selection. Make sure you're among the top 4 he is supposed to choose.” This is nuts. “But I'm not an omega!” I protest.

But in her mind, only a very beautiful princess would suit their handsome emperor. Aren't you also a princess? said a small voice inside her mind. She quickly shook her head to get rid of that little voice. Yes, she was a princess but that was before. And another thing, her face is not pleasant in the eyes of other people. The emperor might frightened when he saw her ugly appearance.

I should have been involved in storytelling if this is the same effect on her. "Hey, you. Come here." I said. He scratched his head, he stood up and came to me. "You'll wish for that for now, but when you grow up. you will regret and change your mind that what you're dreaming off is upside down in reality. If you want a prince, girl don't. Just grow up alone, work hard, make a lot of money. Be a rich bitch and then, you can do whatever you want. you're not just going to be a princess, but you'll be a Queen on your own." I said.

*age 4* “But mom why can’t I marry Krissy?” Siana asked with a pout on her face as she tugged on the corner of her mother’s dress. Siana wore a pink dress which looked good with her light brown hair and the tiny pink shoes she was wearing. “Cause she’s a girl Siana, you’re supposed to marry a guy.” Her mother patted her head lightly. Siana looked up at her and there she was. That pretty woman she admired the most as a child. Her birth mother; The Queen. The brown hair was fixed so perfectly into a bun, complementing her light complexion. She had a lavender dress on which went down her knees and it announced that she was royalty.

Though physically pretty, her character was undoubtedly worse. "What can I do to make amends, your highness?" I asked, trembling at her feet. It was unfathomable that a princess like me had to endure such a life. My stepmother would pay dearly if I ever survived these trials and hardships. Every day of my existence was filled with unbearable agony. "Prepare me for my coronation tomorrow. I'll become the Queen and Luna of the Ravkian kingdom, so get accustomed to it," she replied coldly, kicking me away before departing.

Princess Meliora. I read their names. I am assigned to wash their beautiful and thick clothes. They are the children of the three siblings of our pack's Luna Cordelia. Our pack is ruled by the Hastings hierarchy, and our pack is named after their surname, the Hastings pack. All the Hastings are already considered royalty. Our Alpha, named Alpha Archibald, is the true Hastings, and he was only married to our Luna. Now, all the family members of the crowned Luna will also be considered royalties. But only their children have the right to inherit the throne, and if they are not fortunate enough to have one, they will choose from the Hastings family only.