Novel & Cerita Manhwa Like Who Made Me A Princess

"We heard you were working your first day today!" "We're all big fans of your Estagram!" "That coat is beautiful. Like, seriously beautiful." "Hello, Yuki!" There was Jim—tall, quiet, with round glasses and a shy smile. Kyo, whose hair was slicked back and who had the cocky confidence of someone who probably fronted a band on weekends. Hana, sweet and soft-spoken, who offered me matcha candy from a ceramic tin frog. And then there was Queen—or as her name tag proudly declared, Kween.

When he teases her, she always fought back until both of them have nothing to say. She sighs. Though he's acting like an idiot sometimes, he still looks so cool. His pity jokes are like expressing that someone like her exist in his eyes. That there is Siren who's living in this world. It sounds insane, but it makes her feel warm. She likes the feeling of being teased in a pure manner or joking. The way she can talk back at him is something her heart has been always wanting to feel. Literally, no one treats her like this before. Being treated like a princess makes her life dull.

"Then you should read it silently or better read it inside your room. Why do you have to read it so loud? You're inside my room, remember? Your voice and that story annoy me a lot." "Excuse me, Sister. The story of this comic book is not annoying but it's amazing!" Yesha defends her comic book. "Oh really? How is it amazing? A prince turning into a scary beast but the girl still loves her despite his looks? And he can't even recognize her and wants to kill her but she still loves him. Isn't it ridiculous?" She said while rolling her eyes balls.

he whispered, the name carrying a depth of pain that shook Shama to her core. Shama’s eyes widened as the pieces fell into place. *Naina... Rehan...* The faces, the names—everything matched the characters from *Mystical World of Mythical Creatures*, the comic she had been reading. But how? How was this happening? A cold shiver ran down her spine. *Am I inside the comic? Is that even possible?* The thought was absurd, but the truth stared back at her with the red-eyed prince cradling Naina, just as described in the story.

his order thundered in Rhae’s ears. The Princess? Rhae’s head became full of questions. Though she hadn’t known the woman for long, she had grown attached, even though she was a princess. Rhae flicked the knife from her palm upwards towards her attacker. The blade dug into the man’s shoulder, making him loosen his grip with a grunt. Rhae slid out of his hold and stood up, dipping away from reaching hands. She jumped, spreading her legs, kicking down both the men around the Princess. The men staggered, grabbing their necks in pain. Rhae grabbed the Princess’ sword off the floor and tucked the handle into her palm. Rhae grabbed her shoulder and sprinted out of the alley dragging the Princess b

Damn his pride and honor anyway. What a mess. I was a princess who had a fiancé back on earth, a fiancé on Kurr, and a vampire lover who wanted me, but wouldn’t break a stupid marriage promise between two dead people and his best friend -who, in actuality, was my step brother and a prince. I made up my mind right then and there that I wasn’t going to be manipulated by any of them. I stopped at the doorway of the cave and looked Jack squarely and defiantly in the eye. I could have been imagining it, but I think I caught him flinch just a smidgeon. After staring long enough to get my point across, I turned to Drake.

I entered the library, picked up some books at random, and chose a seat at the end so that I could more freely pay attention to Siska, who was selecting books on the shelves. Isn't it weird? Siska is introverted; she is a bookworm, but why does she paint her nails and make nail art? I know from Tiana that nail art is not cheap. Does she have multiple personalities? Ah, that's possible; I've read a book about it. Multiple personalities. Maybe it was her alter ego that made the nail art? Ah, why did I think so far? "You can read it?" said someone who immediately broke my reverie. I turned towards the sound and found the librarian standing not far from me.

Sarah’s POV Rose pinned up the last curl of hair. I turned my head to see in the mirror. They did look a-m-a-zing. In fact, Rose did my makeup so perfectly that I felt like a real princess, from the gold necklace and bracelet my father brought me to the breathtaking A-line black chiffon dress pooling around me.

Annie stood like a guard by the tall window in her room. The moon in the sky looked like a shiny silver coin. Its pale light made her face look bright and dark in places, showing how smart she was, now that her eyes were squinted as she thought. She hadn't been able to sleep well since Isla and Prince Caius came back. The prince was polite but in a way that hid something Annie felt was very wrong. Isla's eyes were puffy and red from crying. Annie knew something bad had happened when they were out.

He felt it to be the most blissful day of his life as the girl he liked was voluntarily holding his hand and he wished for the time to stand still so that he could hold her hand forever. However, Laurier knew that it was impossible between him and her. If his intuitions and deductions were right, then Raelynn was not only a Commander. She was also the princess of the kingdom of Volar and Lord Eldrick's sister. Why would someone of high standing and such esteemed caliber consider being his woman when he was nothing but a Knight Commander? Although his father was the Baron, they were just insignificant people in the eyes of royalty who ruled over the kingdom.