One Day I Became A Princess Novels & Stories

Channing POV They say every girl dreams of being a princess once in her life, but what everyone doesn't know we are all considered a prince or princess, no matter our background. It's been a century since I became Luna Queen and I was happy. I was walking out in the garden I had been working on, when someone covered my eyes. I knew it wasn't my mate, because he was still working on paperwork. "You know, you could have fun with this." I turned around and it was Arabella, she had dyed her hair again.

The lady stepped out and came back after with something wrapped up, which Regina concluded that it was a mirror. “Well, when was the last time you saw your face in a mirror?” He asked, placing his hands on her shoulders. “Since… I can't remember,” she said honestly with a sad voice, and he rubbed her shoulders. “Well that won't be for long because today is your day, and you'll be transformed from princess of the day to the queen.” He clapped again and Regina could feel the exhaustion that would follow, yet, she felt excited. For no reason, but just thinking of having today for herself with these people ready to make her look good was making her heart beat faster with excitement.

“I have no idea what you are talking about, and frankly, I don’t think I want to know. Now, if you would excuse me, I would like to get some sleep. I have had a long day, and I need my rest.” I chuckled and stood up from my seat. “A long day, I see? A long day of catering to the needs of your Prince. Is that how desperate you are to be a princess? Is that why you decided to latch on to a Prince? To fulfil that little childhood fantasy of yours?” Her eyes widened, and she took a step back. I scoffed. I was used to all her acting by now. “I guess all my doting and calling you ‘princess’ got into your head and made you begin to have some pretty wild dreams.”

I just realized once again how tall he was because of that, I needed to look up a bit to meet his eyes. He looked at me as if asking what my problem was. "Last night,you also called me a princess, why are you calling me a princess?" "Because you are a princess." He said in a matter-of-fact tone, I almost rolled my eyes because of his sarcastic tone. He turned around once again and resumed walking. "How did I became a princess overnight?!" I stopped walking and asked him loudly, gaining attention from the people around us. As if on cue, a loud boom captured everyone's attention including mine and Cool.

ELOISE- My reality had changed; the little omega everyone had looked down on had become a princess overnight. Maids bowing before me everywhere I went, my name imprinted boldly in my room, and a large queen-sized bed waiting for me to come rest up on. My life had changed for good. Money, which has always been my affliction, had become my companion. Respect affirmed at every angle, and there I was, my dreams of living a happy life coming in with higher hopes and possibilities.

And in that glow, that impossible warmth, I felt the truth: I was not just surviving anymore. I was becoming. Not a pawn. Not a tribute. A princess. The fox princess. And no one. Not Nyxora, not Bowman, not even the gods would take that from me again.

Becoming “Princess Abby” doesn’t happen with a ceremony. It happens in a hallway. It happens when servants bow before you’ve even had water. When guards stop asking and start informing. When people look at your throat first and your face second. It happens when Adrian has to leave because he’s Adrian, because the realm doesn’t pause for anyone’s heat and the bond stretches like a living thing between my ribs and his.

Standing there was a man my age, who helped me out of the vehicle. “Princess,” he said, nodding his head. Princess? Who was he talking to? I looked to Eric who smiled. “He was talking to you, sweetheart. As you are my mate, you are now recognized as a Princess,” he told me. “I am not ready for that. I barely know who I am. What does being a princess even mean?” I questioned frantically. So many new things were happening, and I could not keep up with them.

Why hadn't he told us about moving rooms when he had just informed us yesterday that we would be staying in ours for a little while longer. "I never thought I would rue the day I became a princess. But here I am. Rueing it." Mikaela huffed and sat up. I turned towards the angel and spoke softly. "Even if we didn't have the crowns, you would always be my princess." The girl giggled profusely, but her eyes shone with pride. Never in my life did I think that I was lucky enough to find a mate. Let alone find two of them who fit me so sublimely.

I needed to get my head straight. I was aware of what everyone’s rumours were about, but I didn’t care because the more I thought about it, the more depressed I was and heartbroken I was. One cold evening, people were partying and moving from one place to another. Some were making out and throwing themselves all about, while some barely covered themselves in the realms. It was quite a busy day ahead, and I was ready to look for what to make fun with. I’m the princess of realms. I wasn’t supposed to be here.