I'm The Princess Of All นิยาย & เรื่องราว

- What? I don't understand... - the king and queen don't know anything... Except my assistant who is the one who found you with the help of your last movie... - Oh I see... - From now on you are a princess... - A princess... She said with a dreamy look...

Perplexed, I furrowed my brow and questioned, "Why not? As the princess of Magenta, I have every right to intervene in the issues faced by my subjects." With remorse in his eyes, he spoke apologetically, "Please forgive me, princess, but the kingdom is now under the control of the four princes. I hate to break it to you, but you must understand that you are not meant to be involved in this situation. It's not the purpose of your presence here."

Standing in the throne room I slowly soak it all in. Everything I’ve ever wanted since I was just a little girl, is finally coming true. The man of my dreams is finally mine, my very own Prince Charming and soon we will be mated, and I will be his Queen. I will be Queen of the sirna. The people will rejoice that their Prince has found his future Queen and the people will exalt my name. My name will be spoken from their lips more than any God in history.

she responded softly. I nodded at her and stepped out of the room walking down the hallways and like I had promised, washing my head off every memory that always made me choke and all of a sudden I came face to face with Triss. She looked blank and yet at the same time, she looked distraught, looked like she wanted to say something but I beat her to it. “You are now the only Princess of the Zadok kingdom and that means that the Zadok kingdom, mother, our people and our family are now in your hands. You are not allowed to make a mess or mess around” I started speaking and Triss stared at me bewildered.

The only thing that escaped my lips was a desperate plea: “Kiss me.” It was the last thing I said before slipping into a nightmare, and everything went blank. ************** I woke up in a strange room, my mind hazy and disoriented. “Where am I?” I murmured, blinking as I took in my surroundings. The space was beautiful, almost surreal. It was large and airy, like something out of a luxury hotel or a wealthy estate. The walls were painted a soft cream, decorated with abstract art in shades of gold and deep blue. At the center of the room stood the king-sized bed I was sitting on.

She had no one to guide her, fearing her parents might find out. Aliyah kept her abilities to herself out of fear that the kingdom would see her as evil and compare her to her witch aunt, who waged war a year after her parents’ reign. How do I know this? Because I am Luna, also known as Aliyah Collins, an 18-year-old first-year college student majoring in fashion design. I am the daughter of the Lycan King and Queen. So, yes, I’m a princess. But as I mentioned, I am not like them. I don’t have a beast, so I cannot shift into my lycan form.

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.

He has royal blood with his mother being a Duchess while his father a Prince, making his grandparents the Queen and King of Everland. But even so, even with all the wealth, fame and power, Daniel remained humble and kind to everyone. Though Daniel forgot about her, forgotten how he saved a young girl in the past, Sisley cherished those memories deep in her heart for it was when her romantic feelings blossomed –– blossoming each year.

she asked, toe tapping against the weathered porch boards. Damn. She got me. I had done my best to learn what I could about Tobi’s world, and yeah, I knew he was a prince. But I hadn’t really thought it through. Not all the way. “I mean… we haven’t exactly talked about that yet,” I muttered, trying to keep my composure. “A crescent moon,” Moira said, exasperated. “I guess we should start calling you Princess,” Oscar teased with a grin. Henry turned in his arms, confused. “Wait, what secret is she keeping?”

Based on her defensive stance, I think she’d be more inclined to fight than run. To her credit, she raises her chin. “My name is Orsa. I’m not a princess.” He grins at her. “Are you not? One who is mated to a prince is usually considered a princess, at least here in the fae lands.” “Wouldn’t a prince prefer someone who is already a princess?” she asks. “I’ve met all the princesses in all the fae lands. None of them were right for me. None of them were mated to me. None of them were suited to CrystalSolaris. But I’d be willing to bet that you are, my beautiful Orsa.”