I'm The Princess Of All Novels & Stories

Everything inside me is right, and nothing will ever tear us apart again. It’s not lost on me that Alison referred to herself as Princess of Antorina, Lion territory. Someone is going to have to call Frostbite and soon.

These, of all the other words, hurt the most. I just wanted to be left alone. I didn't do anything to Sidney. A while ago, she didn't even know I existed. And now... I'm a monster to everyone around me just because I didn't stay in my place. Because Xavier fell in love with me. The queen is out to get me, and her subjects are barely following.

she yelled at my face. “No, I’m not, cupcakes. I'm only trying to tell you that I’m the fucking prince in this kingdom. I can claim any woman I desire, even your fucking Luna. I can screw any girl I want, and no one can dare to challenge me, I mean no one. Do you know how many women throw themselves at me?

Elysia's monarchy is revered for their wisdom, fairness, and commitment to fostering peace and cooperation among nations. "Princess Isabella of Adernia," Prince Gabriel began, his voice carrying across the room, "allow me to extend my heartfelt congratulations on your ascension to the throne. It is truly an honor to witness this momentous occasion and to meet the remarkable woman who will lead her kingdom with grace and strength."

She's mine, and only mine. My princess.

Emily, he honestly spoke. "I'm sorry, Emily, for the fact that you are my best friend, my childhood friend, as that doesn't mean you should predict my life for me. I am in love with my bodyguard; I do not care about the outcome." Isabella sounded it, pure, without going back. "Listen, then the custom and tradition of this kingdom may forbid it. Again, trying to deprive me of my right, as the queen, even when I never wanted it. I have decided to fight for the throne. I shall be fully crowned the queen; I shall rule this kingdom. Taking it to its promised land is my priority. I am not as weak as my brother, who couldn't stand for the throne he claims to be his." Isabella, the tone could sound

“Besides, I can promise no male is going to touch you.” I raise an eyebrow and turn to Kale. His eyes widen in surprise as I grab the back of his head and slam my lips to his. I feel Farrah and the Zachs wanting to interfere, but they can’t go against the Royal Command. I pull away from Kale, who is smiling widely. He holds me close. “My name is Princess Ariella Maria Rosa Zillard, daughter of the King,” I stand straight as I tell them. Their eyes go wide, and they seem to be mindlinking among themselves.

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

The ringing in my head was back, a dull throb behind my eyes and my hands quivered at the mention of the offending utensils. Anne looked from me to Liam, her expression hardening again. "There has to be a mistake. My sister is not a thief. Perhaps this 'security footage' is faulty, or someone is mistaken." She fixed a demanding stare on the market guard. "You will review this footage immediately, and you will treat the Princess with the respect she deserves. She is the future Queen of Equedore!" Liam, still with that serious look on his face, said, "With your permission, Princesses, it would be best to return to the palace now. Given the… unusual nature of the situation and Princess Isla's s

A bright glow emanates from the baby and a collective gasp fills the hall. "A healer has been born to all the supernatural beings. Behold, a child born of a pure soul. A child born to a woman who suffered the most atrocities of life but remained pure. All the torture, pain, hurt, and abuse could not dampen her love nor cloud her pure heart. She chose forgiveness, over vengeance. She chose love over animosity. No matter how bad the blows were, Summer remained the indestructible princess that she rightly is. All hail our universal queen!" "All hail the Queen!" The End