Mi Princesa Letras Novels & Stories

Nobody told them anything but to the surprise of Princess all of them rushed her and said Princess you are so beautiful. Princess looked them and said do you know me? They responded in unison. Yes, Princess you are our sister and our blood. What is your name? the one she pointed to said My name is Shalluta justice Maclean. But right now, my fake name is Leticia pretty.

he paused to collect his raging emotions. Seeing her father battle to compose himself, she carefully holds his hand. For a moment, their soft gazes were locked until he was ready again to face his people. "Monaco Nation, please join me in welcoming your princess. Her Royal Highness, Princess of Monaco Nation, Princess Abigail Marie Fuentebella Rossi-Wright" With a loud and clear voice, Hector announced with pure pride followed by the loud cheering of everyone even those standing at the farthest part. "Hail Her Royal Highness, Princess Abigail Marie" the thundering chants vibrated in the corners of the massive venue. It's spine-chilling. Goosebumps covered Abby's skin.

“What are you all doing here?” But when I looked at the girls again, their eyes were fixated on me. I caressed my arm, feeling abashed by how they stared at me with judgments. “Elizabeth,” the prince called me. “These are the princesses. Princess Jeany, Princess Fatima, and Princess Zendrel.” “Oh!” I exclaimed and bowed down for respect. “Good evening, Your Highnesses.” “Who is this girl?” Princess Fatima asked so I looked at her. “Is she your girlfriend, Ronald?”

Your prince SEBASTIAN,

"Hello Princess" *****************************************

He replies. The other three did the same, and true to their claim, their marks were glowing. I let out a crazed laugh. "No, I'm not!" "Let's see your mark then." Mosley Froskarn, the quiet one, urges me calmly. I search the archives in my brain for a response to his request. But luckily, my warrior princess steps in with an intervention. "She... She does not have one," she whispers as if her next words ought to be top-secret. "She's a Prose."

The Princess is cut off as her mighty sister begins reading the ridiculous contents of her letter to the crowd, including the part where she swears her allegiance to King Elon and promises to deliver my precious blood to him in hope that it will grant him the powers of Elowen's crown and he shall in return end Queen Rowena's reign over this kingdom and those loyal to her as well. Surprisingly, that is the least embarassing potion of the letter as the Princess goes ahead to promise King Elon the beauty of her naked body and the commitment of her soul if he makes her his empress. The crowd explodes in laughter and gasps, causing the Princess to hang her head in humiliation. Queen Rowena snaps

"Mom is the princess, and Dad is the prince." "Wow," Liam whispered, his voice filled with wonder. "So that makes me a prince too?" he asked, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. Marlene nodded, her eyes shining with love and pride. "Yes, Liam," she said softly. "You are our little prince."

She repeated the name with a trembling voice and the princess nodded with a smile. Alessandra had chosen Amira as her maiden. Having three maidens was overwhelming since she could do most of the things by herself. "I'm going to inform the prince"She told the maiden who bowed in respect before walking away. Alessandra walked straight to her mate's office. The prince has been so busy lately because he had a lot of things to work on. The prince was immersed in the bundle of papers that lay on the wooden vintage table, his eyes burned from staring at the white sheets for way too long.

“I’m Marlene, by the way. Nice to meet you.” “Drake,” I say. “Prince Drake, right?” she asks, emphasizing the prince. “Don’t go thinking you can have another prince, my little human. You are mine and we already discussed that I won’t share you with anyone,” the Prince tells her, then he looks at me. “I’m Prince Reyes,” he says. “Nice to meet you.”