Novel & Cerita Princess April Genderbend

I snap with a huff, giving him an up-and-down look as if he hasn't been the star of my fantasies since I was fifteen, "I don't want to talk to you, can you get out of my sight?” "Oh, I’m so sorry, Princess, please do go ahead," he says with a sarcastic voice and gives me a stupid bow so I can go up the stairs. I roll my eyes and climb the stairs, but as I pass by him, he asks in a deceptively sweet voice, "What's it like having to force men to marry you?" Motherfucker. Times two. My hands clench with fury, but I'm not the type to stay quiet. Not unless I have to, but right now I don't care if I have to or not.

A bright glow emanates from the baby and a collective gasp fills the hall. "A healer has been born to all the supernatural beings. Behold, a child born of a pure soul. A child born to a woman who suffered the most atrocities of life but remained pure. All the torture, pain, hurt, and abuse could not dampen her love nor cloud her pure heart. She chose forgiveness, over vengeance. She chose love over animosity. No matter how bad the blows were, Summer remained the indestructible princess that she rightly is. All hail our universal queen!" "All hail the Queen!"

They are just about to turn 4 and to them me being a princess is still a pretty abstract concept. They just know I am aunty Nova and I get to wear pretty dresses and live in a palace but they don’t understand protocol or hierarchy or anything like that and I love it more than anything. I introduce them to Leo, they are so curious about him. “So because you are a princess you get a handsome prince now, right?” April asks eying Leo and blushing.

Prince Valor was now King Valor. Aynyra attended his coronation, standing beside him as he received his crown and sceptre. He had no Queen, but he had Aynyra. Aynyra stepped forwards and was blessed, receiving the band of the spiritual leader. A ceremonial sash was tied around her wrists, binding her forever to her spiritual responsibilities to the Kingdom. The sash was cut in the middle, leaving a strand hanging from each wrist. She sat on her throne beside her brother as the Priest chanted in Lystaria, followed by the court standing and applauding.

She felt embarrassed and like a pawn in a game, torn between three Alphas who seemed to think they could claim her as their own. Alpha Kayson and Ronan's eyes blazed with anger, their jaws clenched trying to hold back. I stood my ground, my eyes never leaving theirs. And April... April wished the ground would swallow her, yet she remained trapped in a sea of alpha and male dominance.

Not blackmail. Behind her, the door creaked open, and Poppy stepped in with a smile. “You ready?” April turned, her mouth curving with emotion. “Almost.” Poppy walked over and adjusted the delicate sleeve of April’s soft champagne gown. “You look like a goddess.” The dress was more daring than her first wedding dress. She felt more comfortable in her own skin. Four years can change a person. “I feel like I’m going to cry,” April admitted, voice barely above a whisper. Her throat felt thick, her chest too full.

It was her way of getting her intentions across- meeting her colleagues and subordinates halfway. "I understand we are at risk and that the barrier keeping the outside world from reaching us is wearing thin. The King knows the consequences and agrees to bring the Prince home to fortify the forcefield Pandora created and control the plague. I can vouch with my core that my men will return with his royal highness, the Prince, any day from now... However." The General sighed heavily in the end, looking around calmly. "It so happens that our young Prince has not found his true gender, which means he has to be protected and guided every step of the way." A few elders lowered their heads while som

She examined it carefully to make sure there were no nails or sharp edges. “Normally, I wouldn’t care. But this one is for you, Jill.” April turned to her friend, who gave her a warm hug before she rushed towards the scene. In a time and place where danger was omnipresent, April was determined to save Wayne, the prince in distress. Although they outnumbered her, April had the element of surprise on her side. They were too distracted to notice her approaching from behind. Her first swing was aimed at Kyna, hitting her temple with enough force to knock her down. The two friends beside her were shocked to see Kyna fall.

“Are you Beth, the new freshman?” Beside her, I see Bianca react with great offense and leap to her defense. “How dare you call the Princess by her name!” The sheer, unprovoked contempt pissed me off. It doesn’t slip past me that she had no issue when Alexander did the same exact thing mere seconds prior. However, because she and everyone else here believe I’m an Omega, there’s suddenly a boundary that’s not allowed to be crossed. “Oh, so this is the so-called Princess? I can’t quite explain it, but her vibes feel like…” I pause, pretending to search for the proper term, before my grimace shifts into a biting smile, “Nothing special after all.”

" I started to struggle again as my anger took over. One thing sat in my mind, and that was to punish this chick who was abusing my little sister. I yanked and pulled, the underwear on my chest falling to the floor. "Ah-ahhh," called April with a condescending tone, and I heard Katia cry out as a nasty flat-handed swat struck her backside. I stopped moving, but my breath was ragged and I saw red. April spun Katia around and my sister's face was expressionless. There was no pain on it, no pleasure, no sadness, just the somber look she seemed to have always had. "Let's get this dress off," April said from behind her. "I need you to do it though. Show him your body. He's never seen you like thi