Mistaken Identity Fresh Prince Novels & Stories

"You son of a bitch! No, that's too over the top. You bastard! No. I can't be so disrespectful to him!" I heaved a sigh, retrieved my cellphone from my bag and called Gen. No matter how down I was feeling, Gen had the ability to turn that around and put a smile back on my face. I loved that about her. "Hey you," she answered cheerfully. "Hey," I dragged sadly. "Uh oh, what's wrong pumpkin? You sound like you've been crying when you really shouldn't be because you're with a prince— your prince." "He's not my prince, Gen, he's getting married to someone else. A real princess, actually."

he kept saying " my mother isn't ready for this turn-up " Getting to the entrance, his name was announced "His royal highness, the prince of espanedo, prince Rodriquez alongside his date Emily Suarez," he said bowing We walked into a room full of strange people dressed in all high fashion and manners. The mama's with their daughters gave me a disturbing look with no doubt knowing I ruin their plan of matchmaking. They all gave a smile that didn't please them obviously I greeted like I was taught, thankfully the lessons paid off "This is the duke of Cambridge "

My sisters knew him as Javier, the powerful charming prince, but I knew him as the MAD PRINCE. My mother ordered us to arrange ourselves in a straight line as we walked outside the house. She always arranged us in the order of our beauty and as usual, I was the last. My sister Amber stood elegantly at the front. Her beauty knew no bounds. Her pale skin was complemented by her healthy red hair. Her smile was so charming that she could woo any man with it. Amber, Sophia, Melissa, Katrina, Emma, Isabel, Amelia, and I all stood accordingly as we matched outside. I looked unkempt compared to my sister. One could easily tell who the outcast of the family was. It was me.

I scowled when I realized the gymnasium was almost empty now, leaving only the three of us behind. “Well, well, well,” Mitch said in a mock villain voice while circling me. “Oops. I accidentally stepped on your very, very long hair.” I rolled my eyes as she pretended to lift imaginary strands of hair off the floor. “Your Majesty,” Colleen said with an exaggerated bow, “I am officially surrendering my crown. It belongs to you now.” I pretended to accept the imaginary crown with pride. Honestly, there were no crazier friends in the world than these two idiots.

Your buddy's gonna roll out the red carpet, and you'll be living the high life together. Josh's gaze darted around, his face a canvas of fear and hope. A sinking feeling weighed on me. With the last shred of my will, I forced out the words, "I... I am..." "Mr. Baker, I'm so sorry!" Josh came barreling toward me, his nails clawing into my leg. "His birthmark is a fake! "I can't lie to Ms. Emerson. I'll pay back the 7.5 million dollars. I won't walk away from this debt!"

My heart leaps to my throat. “We'll have to—” Suddenly, there's commotion in the hall. The girls gasp, murmurs erupt, and some make happy squeals. Man in charge—fuck it, we'll call him little man, for now—momentarily forgets me and turns in the direction of the noise. My chest is still heaving from the exertion I put my poor heart to as Rhea squeezes my hand reassuringly. “Girl, that was close,” she whispers. “Your highness! You shouldn't be here! Gods!” It's the alarm in little man’s voice that has me spinning, laying my eyes on the rumored ‘Mad Prince.’

I hope my fantasy-romance geek side won't get found out by my stupidness! "I woke up earlier this morning and I felt that someone was embracing me so I got nervous and punched the person. Then I made a fool out of myself thinking it was some stupid dream until I realized who it was! It was my favorite character from a novel I've been reading recently and it's not that I was trying to hide it or something, but I just didn't know what to do! So spare me if I was wrong or if I made a mistake or I tarnished the Valler name but he's in my room this whole time! The 2nd Prince of the Leonhart Empire, Caspian Tassel De Leon!" Gosh, I thought I was rapping for a moment there.

The immense, world-shifting revelation that Atticus was the Crown Prince, the King’s nephew and the true heir, had reduced the room to a stunned silence. Atticus was still struggling to process the monumental shift in his identity. Then, a sudden, high-pitched voice sliced through the charged air. “So that makes me a real Princess too!” All heads snapped toward the back of the room. Atticus and the Lycans had completely discounted Farah, who had been standing silently near the entrance, trying to make sense of the high-stakes conversation.

All our attention are being directed to the old wizard. "Continue!" Mr. Bates raises his voice making me almost say something in return but Maleficus glances towards me in a warning. "I thought it was Brad, but it was actually Nick pretending to be his brother, Brad. These two Princes have the same aura and strength, their beauty has very little difference against one another that one cannot tell who is who unless you have lived with them for years. And also it is right that the crowned Prince is Brad having finished all the difficult trials as the next Alpha King, however, the fated mate for your daughter and the Prince who married her, made love to her and the father of your future grandki

After that, I never get the chance to extend my apology to him when he kept himself away from me as much as possible. "... and that only tells me one thing." Johnson suddenly clapped my shoulder. "Our prince was experiencing what we called an identity crisis. He's shifting." Johnson added. "You mean... Our prince is falling in love with that impaired metallic boy? Well, our generation's love knows no bounds." Lackey even made it obvious. "I like the sound of it, Proclaimed and Mated to the Alpha Prince," he added in a romantic way.