Novel & Cerita No Place For The Fake Princess

she mumbled. "I actually do. My job is to get you prepared for the real world and toughen up your skin since it seems like you're far from there, Princess." Aurora was facing away from him and she could not help the smirk that made its way onto her face. Her number one rule of life was to always be underestimated. If her targets underestimate her then they would lower their guard and therefore make the job easier for her. She had been treated as Princess her entire life and grew up pampered and praised. But there was some point when she decided to change it up a bit. She still enjoyed being treated like one and acting like a baby sometimes but outside of the house, she was a completely diffe

“Do you know who I am? No? The Princess Royal, rightful heir to the late King Gregory of Vercia. Take me back to the palace and I will give each of you your body weight in gold coins.” Miriam gasped, not only at the treachery but because of the notion that she herself had been deemed to be worth so little. She didn’t blame Ketil for that; his offer had been a generous one. “We’ll pass.” Daphne looked astounded, until the self-appointed leader of the two villains added, “I’m more interested in your body, yellow hair, and once we’re ashore I can guarantee you a good time.” The oarsman suddenly let fly with his pole, the flat blade of which caught Sassa unawares, and she dropped like a stone, t

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

I smiled and pressed the video icon on my whatsapp and her phone rang. After a few seconds she showed up. She was wearing a red jersey and her hair wasn't in a bun today. I smiled, "heeeey beautiful Princess..." She rubbed her eyes and smiled back, 'hey baby... how are you?' I sighed, so I've been thinking about what I've been doing a lot and how I should be honest with her. But this was scary as fuckn I wanted to tell her the truth about Chris... but I didn't want to break her heart because I know what I did could hurt me if she was doing it.

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.

Bella asks me with her puppy dog eyes. I sat beside her on the bed. Not the puppy dog eyes. "Of course I will," I say as I tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Once upon a time, there was this lonely prince. He didn't know what to do so his friends sent him on a date. That was when he met the beautiful and fair princess." Bella softly slept, and I looked over to see her eyes closed. I got up from the bed carefully and bent over to kiss her on her forehead.

he apologised all of a sudden , rubbing his face " I shouldn't have made you feel like you don't measure up , it was a shitty thing to do . But you know what Princess , fuck them , you don't even need to give two damn to me either , you know why ? Because neither do I nor do they all amount to anything . Heck , we all are fake as shit , you are the real deal . Something that everyone including me here is afraid of being " " That's really nice of you but " my voice cracked as I bit on my lower lip to stop the cry leaving my throat " Even if I don't bother with them , I need to bother with myself . I know that you and I are not actually dating , its some random jilly billy that you said to hel

It was the time Freya had plucked the pawpaw from the tree and smashed it against a stone. She was busy going at the pawpaw hungrily as they snuck up on her. Before she could realize what was going on, they had surrounded her and fear gripped her. She was scanning the environment, looking for the perfect place to escape when they all bowed in front of her. “My Princess” they saluted and the pawpaw dropped to the floor. What was this sudden homage? What are they talking about? She is a princess?. She blinked several times and slowly stood to her feet. “I think you have gotten the wrong person, I am not the princess, what are you talking about?” she remarked as she slowly moved back when she s

"How old was she when she made her first million?" "What seafood is she allergic to?" The fake princess couldn't answer a single one. She looked desperately at Matthew. But Matthew was already paralyzed with fear, hiding behind the crowd like a coward. He didn't dare make a peep. With no other choice, she guessed. "My favorite color is blue. Eighteen. And I'm not allergic to any seafood!" A twisted smile crept onto the Don’s face. Thinking she had passed the test, the fake princess was about to sigh in relief when the Don roared at the top of his lungs.