Princess Imprints A Traitor Novels & Stories

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.

I whispered, my hand gripping the table so tight my knuckles whitened. Ivana wasn’t finished. “Furthermore, my stepson, Prince Arden, has unfortunately been manipulated into aiding her. Cassandra Montclair has seduced him, bedding him to bend him to her will. Now he acts not as his own man, but as her puppet.” I froze. My chest constricted. She had dragged him into this. The news anchors and pundits filled the screen, each voice sharper, crueler than the last. They said I was heartless, selfish, cruel for humiliating Richard.

"The three hundred thousand drats allocated equally to the three Imperial schools under my jurisdiction..." "You transferred the entire amount into your own personal account." She let the papers fall onto the table. "And you have the audacity to call that 'profit for the Empire'?" The conference hall remained deathly silent. Kiara's voice grew colder. "What exactly do you think an Imperial Princess is?" "Someone who hosts tea parties?" "Changes dresses every afternoon?" "Strolls through gardens?" "And waits for a prince to marry her?" Her crimson eyes narrowed. "Get this through your head."

Ty stood back to find the traitor and before I could ask why Bradley didn't feel anything, Ty touched his head and he passed out. ***** Marcella I was getting nervous, the Supremes were getting too close to me for my liking, I told Fehmir that if he took the Princess, it would backfire. She is not just a Princess, she is one of the Supremes' granddaughters, "Shit, I'm so screwed if I get caught," I thought. I wasn't sure what to do now, so I made a call to the Dark Witch, she told me to sever her paternal bond with her family, it would give me time to get away and they would lose track of her. I knew she was right and I went for my potions that would temporarily break the parental bond, howe

I mutter, watching fresh blood trail down my leg, dribbling onto the rock. They call him the Immortal Prince. The one I think is up here, I mean. Naturally, when creatures as immortal as the pureblood's, who remain unseen to us commoner's eyes exist, legends are created. The Immortal Prince...Well, his are dark, and cruel. If I had common sense, I wouldn't be up here. Then again, if I had common sense, I wouldn't have slipped into a magical pool and turned myself mortal. “I never said I was a good person…” I hear Eyla say from the cusp of attention.

she is very smart in her words and she manages to calm the queen mother who was almost getting out of control. Imelda has been feeding the queen with a lot of lies about Amelia, and she now knew she was a traitor according to what she was told, she is fighting to be the queens favorite and she will even betray her fellow loyal to reach at the top, Imelda’s heart is filled with pure evil and she is a very evil witch that hides in the shadow of the queen. Amelia hears everything and she has been standing on one corner watching them. She goes back at her room and locks herself in.

I pulled my arms in an attempt to remove my blindfold, but my arms were tied behind my back. "Welcome back, Princess." A menacing voice said to me, the leader of the Osos, that much I know. The man who held me captive for the past eight years passed me off to different men, letting his men use me whenever they want. The moment I thought I was safe from them; I'm suddenly pulled back into their arms. "Valentino, took a liking at you huh. Look at you, got some meat on your bones." He said laughing like a fucking maniac.

“You are going to experience the feeling of love and being loved.” Zaina’s blush spread over her cheeks and she did not dare to look at Kharal. Meanwhile, Miranda squealed in delight. “My Lady, this is great news. I wonder who that man will be, the one who will sweep you off your feet. He must be a good man for Milady to fall for me.” Miranda continued and Zaina bit her lip in embarrassment. “We will find the answer to it in our next card, Lady.” The woman flipped the second card and smiled widely seeing what it held. “You have chosen a wonderful card, Lady. This is the Emperor.”

The Prince turned to the Queen Mother and said seriously, "Mother, I came all the way for one purpose and that's to marry my beloved Princess Dohana. I will not entertain this fool no more. He is obviously a traitor and a liar. Before, he kidnapped the Princess and kept her locked up in his home country. That's a crime of kidnapping. Arrest him immediately or the wedding is off." Huh? The Queen Mother smirked. 'Good plan.' She turned to Jake and shouted, "you're an imposter, a liar and a kidnapper." The Queen Mother turned to the guards and gave orders. "Arrest him!"

I had no idea why I didn't just get up and walk away, instead I asked. "Why do you hate me?" He looked at me with a shocked face but didn't say anything. Tears welled in my eyes but I made sure to not let even one drop fall. This wasn't the sort of prince charming I wanted. The prince charming I imagined was supposed to be so nice, extremely caring, very sweet and romantic. He didn't seem to have any of those, only the physical appearance. Maybe Noah was right after all, that only existed in barbie. Frustrated, I grabbed his cup from the table, his eyes widening at my action, "what are you... Dont.. " but I ignored him and gulped the remaining sweet liquid down and then glared at him.