Mi Princesa Hermosa Novels & Stories

"I could also tell that you had already claimed your very first enemy. Why is she looking at you like that?" "Hmm?" "The mustard girl." "Oh my gosh!" Princess Seri almost gagged at Prince Hazan's perfect description of Princess Celine, especially since the woman decided to wear yellow up to her gloves. "You can't say that; I might accidentally call her the same thing, Oh my God." The prince chuckled at how she reacted. "But seriously, Prince Hazan, I would like to ask you not to do this again," she said. "I might lose all my hair if you don't."

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.

"How lucky you are! Because the brothers are handsome. Too bad mom doesn't work in their hacienda. She's in Manila." We eat fishballs. We are just walking to Masidlak Falls. It is in the hidden part of the coconut. Pass through the plantation of flowers. "I'll go to Manila as soon as I get money." Princess said, she seemed like a dreaming. We will go to Masidlak falls. I picked the rose and put it in my ear. I smiled at Maribel and Princes with open mouths. "Is it beautiful?" I asked smiling. "What !! remove it! Princess and I look ugly! When you are with us! " said Maribel and she laugh hard.

The other guard fixed me intently then spat next to his feet disgustingly. “Do you think she can understand us, the ugly one?” “Even if she heard or understood us, she can’t do anything. I heard she didn’t know our language. I bet she ended like that by pure fortune. Even if she is ugly, if she has a hole, everything drops to water. Those nobles would accept even a dog to fuck.” “Have you heard the latest news? The Princess is missing. They say she is such a beauty. Who do you think kidnapped her?”

His music carried through the air like a soft whisper, calming the hearts of all who heard it. On the other side of the kingdom, nestled in a grand castle adorned with roses and ivy, lived Princess Isabella. Her radiant beauty was likened to the sunrise, with cascading golden locks that seemed to catch the light and warm hazel eyes that sparkled with curiosity. Isabella was known for her unwavering kindness and her skill in playing the harp. Her melodies danced through the halls of her castle, bringing joy to everyone who listened.

He looks up and I follow his gaze to a beautiful young woman with glistening blonde hair standing before us in simple but clean clothing. "My Prince," she bows less formally than the seneschal but no less deeply. She doesn't acknowledge me, doesn't even look my way, her eyes are purely for her lord. "You will address my lady," he replies curtly, irritated, "She is Prima." The girl is unable to hide her shock. "But she is human." "She is Prima," he growls. "Or do you question your prince?" The girl falls to the ground, groveling before us, her forehead hitting the marble with so much force as to make a resounding thunk that echoes in the chamber.

He wanted a partner equal to him so that no one would be brought down by caste, he also didn't need to think about people's views of him. "Prince." Prince regained consciousness, his eyes wildly following the direction of the voice that called him. Angel appeared in a plain white polo shirt set with a white skirt with a black striped motif, her long hair in a ponytail. "Beautiful. You are very beautiful," praised Prince who could not help but praise the beauty of Christopher's daughter who was the target of billionaires.

Then she leaned in a little and said: “Look, Iris… that beautiful girl over there is Princess Sophia, Prince Kevin’s fiancée.” I looked in the direction Maya pointed, where a girl was standing next to him tall, with long silver hair reaching the middle of her back. Her skin was very pale, and her eyes shone calmly. I sighed and said: “She’s very beautiful.” Maya said with a smile: “Yes, she is. She’s our princess.” Then I suddenly exclaimed in surprise: “But she doesn’t look like you! She doesn’t have green skin or a strange appearance!” Maya laughed and said:

"Waaah!!! She's really beautiful, beautiful girl, she's envious. *pout* they're really good! Crown Prince and Cassanova Princess. They're both Cassanova." "That's okay. But I still vote for Ultimate King..*giggles*" "Yeah, it's Frich Yuan. That's a lot of fun, no. I don't have any news about that..." the other one said sadly. "Even me.." tsk, still Yuan?! I sighed. "Miss Hershey Mae Mendoza, can you be Mine? Please..." said the playboy of the entire campus. It's as if you can hear yourself, she's wearing an ear set. Stupid

I ask you to warmly welcome our news engaged: Sultan Elzhar of Castamar and Princess Mirabelle of Orient. Everyone started to applaud while turning towards them... Instinctively, the young woman looked for the Sultan's hand and when she found it, the Sultan prevented her from taking it. She swallowed her saliva watching him leave as if nothing had happened... She hoped that no one had noticed that because she really didn't want to find herself in the newspaper with such a shame as a headline! Lord... She was so ashamed!