Prince Charming Misplaces His Bride Novels & Stories

My breath hitched in my throat and that moment, only one thing echoed in my head. "My prince charming"

"Look, I told you before. I'm not the ideal man to love you and marry you." "But we’re perfe’t last night! You ‘ave me believe zhat you love me and I believe zhat, too." "Too bad, princess. Je ne sais pas un prince charmant (I am not a prince charming)." I wasn't given the chance to smirk anymore as a large pan hit the spot where I was standing before. Glad of my fast reflex, I turn and ran for the stairs though she caught me by my boxers, tugging at it. "Not zhat fast, Cunard! "

“I Princess Caroline Trice reject you Prince Bleidd Makens,” she blurted out. ‘No way I am having that control freak as a mother-in-law,’ she thought to herself. “Very well then,” Prince Bleidd sighed before rejecting her back, already feeling the heartache, “I Prince Bleidd Makens accept your rejection, princess Caroline Trice.” Prince Bleidd lets go of her hand, watching her walk away. Prince Bleidd walked a few steps behind princess Caroline and when he got to the line of brides, he grabbed the first one by the hand, dragging her over to the altar not even noticing her big white pearly smile.

The third prince, who was looking at me straight to my soul, was talking to me using his eyes. “Let’s be the antagonists of this story, Sharifa. Do evil with me.” And by then, the whole castle went upside down when their perfect prince, Prince Ameril, announced the cancelation of his wedding. “I am so sorry, Princess Sahara. I can’t do this. I am in love with someone else.” Prince Ameril said bravely in front of everyone, leaving his bride and everyone else wide confused. I was then dragged to stand and a warm embrace welcomed me.

And against reason, against training, against every wall he had built, he dropped a coin into the woman’s hand, pocketing the anklet. “Ah, a wise choice.” She winked. “Especially on a day like this. You know, the princess of Dharakand was to wed our Crown Prince today.” His head snapped up. “What did you say?” She blinked at his sharpness, then lowered her voice conspiratorially. “But the Crown Prince vanished. Gone before the vows. Some say he fled. Some say he was taken. Either way, the palace bells did not ring for marriage today—they tolled for scandal.”

His uncle and cousins are urging him to join the company and he said he will join once he accomplishes something in life. . Sitting on a horseback he was looking like a prince. The baraat procession filled with colours of joy and fervour stood at our entrance. I was decked up in a wine lehenga accompanied by traditional jewellery. Like the princess that I was, I wore my grandmother's jewellery. All beautiful and elegant. Feeling someone’s presence I lifted my eyes to look at the person through the mirror and I couldn't believe my eyes. I rubbed them again to be sure but it was true my prince stood behind me. Our gazes met through the mirror. He kept his hands on my shoulder and slowly turned

He tried hard to remember something, but nothing came to mind. “You really don’t remember?” Alice tilted her head to the side in surprise, but soon that expression disappeared to be replaced by a mysterious, almost amused smile “Well, don't worry about it, then. Leave everything to me.” “You can be a little strange sometimes...” he teased her, but, without even realizing it, Massimo ended up lowering his eyes to the book that Millicent had left open on the floor, where the prince and princess were dancing in each other's arms. It seemed to be their wedding.

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.

I uttered with a sigh. For the first time ever, our parents didn't scold me; they were too busy glaring at Marissa. "Rissa, you truly have disappointed me. Mr. Lorne was the best son–in-law one could ever ask for, yet because of what you said, you lost him. I certainly can't fork out that one million dollars, and since Gordon doesn't want Yelena anymore, you'd better pack your things and prepare to marry him." Marissa stared at them in shock and disbelief. Her legs went weak, sending her collapsing to the floor.