Princess Villainess 소설 & 이야기

I'm pretty good at predicting when people lie. ”Oh really?” ”Yes.” He replied confidently. "Alright, I am the princess of Valeria and have come here to have revenge against the people of Devon, and their king for all the harm he has caused to my kingdom.” She said without any hesitation. Scott just stared at her, wide-eyed. She couldn't be serious, but she didn't look like she was lying. ”Are you serious? Because I can't really tell if you're lying or not.” A grin spread across her face and she slapped his arm.

Because you see, this princess wasn't made for Prince Charming. She wasn't made for all things good in the world. No, this princess was made for me. So in this fairy tale, Prince Charming doesn't win. And the princess doesn't get to choose. My little flower for my eyes only. I'll pluck her petals and watch her die. Because in this fairy tale the villain wins. And I will make the princess MINE!' –Q. Holt

He asked, emphasising more on the third option. Sia's eyes widened at the last one, and she rushed out her reply. "No, Your Highness, I want to find a woman. She is called Princess Diana of Moonshine." Instantly, the Prince's eyes glowed, turning murderous. Sia could almost see sparks of electricity in his eyes. His voice came out cold and blank. "What do you want with her?"

we were all in. “She was born a Priestess. A unique being that comes only every millennium. A woman who will have direct contact with our Goddess: intelligent, kind, alluring, and powerful. She will be given three missions. Missions that will change her life...” I paused, “The Princess suffered an accident, and in her dreams, she contacted our Goddess for the first time. She had revelations that would take her away from her family and into her first mission. Failure was not an option; thus, alongside the Prince, they will embark on a journey to find a special medallion to restore the Prince´s nature.” I read and looked at her. I mumbled that word again, “Prince,” and she nodded. Failure was

As the villainess, Yvonne’s name was taboo for my mother. She had never hated someone so much in her entire life. As the female lead, Yvonne put on the image of a headstrong, pure woman. While they were still younger women, Yvonne’s tricks were cheap, but as they grew up, my mother found herself unable to see through her anymore. Back then, my mother had some fame in the entertainment circle. She was also in a few reality TV shows before.

Nimuel gaped at him, "Haz'th, is the Princess... dangerous?" Haz'th chuckled. "Only the reflection, Lady Nimuel. Princess Saayan is as just a ruler as they come, but she does not have a very friendly personality. She is seriously misunderstood, but her subjects revere her." They crossed a small wooden bridge near the edge of the forest, to a small alcove. This place looked like a small and simple village- a few wooden huts and a few cattle roaming around. To Aelanor, it looked as mundane as a rustic mortal village hamlet.

Luke asked. "Yeah, it's a princess theme so I wanted to make everything look like a palace," Valentino replied. Alessandra squealed in excitement and demanded to be put down by Valentino. He gently put her down and Alessandra ran around the house, admiring all the decorations surrounding the house. "Isn't this too much for a kid's party?" Luke asked. "Nothing would be too much for Alessandra. She's just a kid, let her enjoy these things, okay?" Valentino said.

“I’m a princess.” There was something about the way she proudly declared it that made me smile before I could stop myself. “Yes,” I said quietly. “You definitely are.” She moved closer to the mirror, smoothing invisible wrinkles from the dress. “I think,” she said thoughtfully, “I’m the kind princess.” “Oh?” She nodded seriously. “And I forgive villains,” she added. I crossed my arms. “Even terrible villains?” She considered that. “Well…” she said slowly. “Only if they say sorry.”

She lost her crown, her name, and her face—only to discover the truth behind the throne. Ariana Ophelia possessed everything a woman could desire: a crown, a kingdom, total power, and a prince who swore his devotion. Determined to prove herself stronger than her late father, she ruled Roseberst with an iron fist, trading compassion for absolute authority. Until she goes to sleep a ruthless queen—and wakes up a powerless servant. Trapped in the battered body of Elena, a maid she humiliated hours before, Ariana wakes into a twisted reality: her dead father is alive, the palace is subtly changed, and another woman sits on her throne—wearing Ariana’s exact face. When Ariana tries to re

"You...you have dissapointed me Dominic. Did you forget the plan so suddenly? You were supposed to marry my daughter, remember? You are royalty, but as soon as you saw this commoner, you abondoned the royal plan?" Hearing this, Prince Dominic gulped and couldn't refute. "It's people like you I despise the most. Now, move and let me shoot this bitch!" "No!" The Prince said resolutely. "You want her dead, you will have to kill me as well." The Queen Mother showed a desperate grin and glanced around. "Oh, I see. You've suddenly become a hero? Have you forgotten the villain that you were? Should I tell everyone here about your scandals?" Prince Dominic frowned, his glabellar lines showing. 'What