Oops I Married A Prince Novels & Stories

Introduce it. My peripheral vision caught someone standing in our row so I turned around again. My eyes almost watered when I saw that jerk guy standing and waving! "Kyaaaaah! Marry me, Prince!" "Why so handsome!" "How to be yours!" It's like I can't move on from what happened. So basically, that jerk I fought the other day is the prince! Holy shiznuts! Did I just dig my own grave? Of all the people that can be encountered that day, the prince is the one. And what is worse is that we bumped into each other!

Logan She lied to me. That’s all I could think. All I could comprehend in that moment. She had lied. But now, wait, that wasn’t completely true. She didn’t lie. She’d hidden it. Conveniently, she had excluded the information until it was more favorable. She had tucked it away behind those wide, earnest eyes and soft smiles, locked it up so tightly that not even a hint escaped. The missing princess. The one the whole damn kingdom had mourned and questioned where she had gone. I had thought she was lost to the wind, never to be seen again. And this whole time, I had been married to her.

Mrs Valentino adds brightly as she stares back at me, and as I stare back at me, I try all I can not to fight back the tears threatening to form. I did it... I actually did it... From this point, I'm Alyssa Valentino... and Stephano Valentino... is now my husband...

"I was deceived, too! I swear, I had no idea. She came to my door claiming to be estranged from her family, carrying what looked like authentic identification. She said the family feud left her with nowhere to go, and I... I was young and foolish. I believed her!" With a sharp laugh, I spat, "How utterly shameless! Who marries someone based on a single ID card? Did you not run any background checks? Is it really that easy to forge a life?" Cain turned to me with a pitiful expression, his eyes softening with what he likely thought was charm. "Mary, you must believe me. I always hoped for a union with your family. When she came to me in tears, I thought it was my chance to fulfill that dream.

"It was wrong of me, Ella. I made a huge mistake. I was always true to you in the past four years, but I was too materialistic. I shouldn't have looked down on you because I thought you were just an ordinary woman. Let's get married, alright?" I looked down at him coldly. "It's too late, Grayson. I'm already married to Edwin." "You're lying!" Grayson said through clenched teeth. "Even if you did grow up with him, you lost contact for four years, and he only just returned from overseas. How could your relationship develop so fast?"

"Everyone knows that you love Sabrina. How could you possibly marry someone else? Sabrina loves you too. That's why I'm willing to give the two of you my blessing…" Tears welled up in his eyes as he spoke. "That's impossible," Sabrina mumbled. "There's simply no way that you're married. You wore my favorite red shirt today. You even used my favorite cologne. You knew that I was going to propose to you today, didn't you?" I didn't understand why, but I was suddenly struck with the realization that it was pointless to talk to them. "I'm married," I repeated. "Our relationship ended three years ago, Sabrina. I'm a married man now, so stop bothering me. My reputation will be affected if someone

she said to Rali and Kale smiled as she continue “Besides your highness, even if Oceania is much smaller to Aither, it’s still a bad idea to be in a conflict with them by cancelling the engagement to their Prince” “So what should we do now? Sacrifice our princess’s happiness?” Rali asked worried “Getting married to the Prince might not be a bad thing, after all you will become the crown Princess” “Really?” “Yes, my Princess, I did some digging and find out about the people of Oceania and the Prince”

the prince turned Erik's face to stare at his eyes. “I am forced to marry a country that kept me as a prisoner. How can I be happy?” Erik mumbled coldly, avoiding Kyle's stare. “Erik, you are not marrying a country. You are marrying me.” “You are the prince of this country.” “Yes, and the prince of this country likes you, Erik,” Kyle said in a serious tone. “Believe me, please.” he kissed his hand. “I know it was unpredictable and too fast but I promise I will be a good husband to you.”

Everything was happening so quickly and even though I did not want to, I couldn't help but feel hopeless sometimes. The prince was not helping issues either. He was a handsome young man and he was bound to have a lover somewhere in the northern kingdom. Did he not feel any ounce of guilt when he agreed to this marriage? His demeanor told me that he was someone who would not be forced easily into doing something he didn't want to, so why? "I know it wasn't a mistake." He said, dabbing on his trousers with a dry towel. "Oh really?" I said but I did not deny it. It was great to know he wasn't so dumb.

I, on the other hand, could do nothing but stand and stare, completely awestruck, my mouth hanging open as my brain tried to digest the news he had just broken to me, “We… We what? We are to be married?” “That is what I said.” He returned his glass to the cabinet and poured another measure. “But… but… but you barely know me. You dislike me so much, why would you want to marry me?” I could quite believe what I was hearing. “Surely there had been a mistake?” “No, no mistake. We are mates. We will be married.” He paused and looked over to me once more. “I would have thought you would be happy, isn’t it every girls dream to be a Princess and marry a Prince?”