Romans & histoires Princess Zoey

"Well, I'm just trying to stop you spending your money on extrinsic things. Why don't you just save it for the future? Who knows? You might used those if ever something goes wrong." "Oh my god! Don't tell me that you are possessed by some evil? Haler, did you just forgot who's you're talking now? I'm Katrina, Tina. Katrina Riyel Youngstern, the princess of Alkinia, Honzel because of being rich. So, those little things won't affect my life. Did you remember now? Or you still want to preempt me?" She sigh and shake her head. "Well, I guess, I can't really stop you. Well, just do whatever you want, Kat. After all, that's your life not mine. What ever your decision is, is not mine to meddle with

She placed her palms over her temples and closing her eyes she whispered in pain. “My head hurts. My head hurts so much!” and in the next second she fainted. “Catch her, man!” Viggo literally shouts, but Tristan was with a step in front of him and before Zoey could touch the ground she was already in his arms. “What the hell, man?” Nico asks as he looks at the pale woman who is unconscious in Tristan’s arms. “Is she really Zoey? Is she our Luna?” “What question is that, uncle Nico?” Baby Z asks, pissed off. “She is mommy! I know my mommy! And all this time she was living in Disney with the princesses!”

she mumbled. "I actually do. My job is to get you prepared for the real world and toughen up your skin since it seems like you're far from there, Princess." Aurora was facing away from him and she could not help the smirk that made its way onto her face. Her number one rule of life was to always be underestimated. If her targets underestimate her then they would lower their guard and therefore make the job easier for her. She had been treated as Princess her entire life and grew up pampered and praised. But there was some point when she decided to change it up a bit. She still enjoyed being treated like one and acting like a baby sometimes but outside of the house, she was a completely diffe

Zoey hid her face, refusing to answer. Her uncle couldn't stop himself from pinching her cheek. "She wants that little boy to be her prince charming, but it seems like he's not from Southgrove." "Little Zoey, is he very handsome?" asked her mother. Zoey nodded shyly, her cheeks flushed. Her mother patted her hair and said, "Never mind, our Little Zoey will find a more handsome prince charming next time."

Not the crown on my head. Only Zoey.

"I'm Zoey. My name is Zoey Veera Lavigne. Nice to meet you, my hubby!" As Dionysus carried Zoey's little body into his arms, the little girl rested her head against Dionysus' chest and heard how fast and loud Dionysus' heart was beating at that moment. But, little Zoey wasn't aware of what it actually meant back then. Dionysus leaned his face near Zoey's little ear. "Close your eyes, Zoey. And, don't open them until I tell you so."

So fitting for my unique little girl. As we hit the waiting room, I knew I shouldn’t have been surprised, but all the same, I came out and gasped as I saw everyone in the waiting room waiting for me, our little princess. “Zoey? Remember how I said you would get to meet a real queen?” I said, looking at my sister and watching her roll her eyes at me. “Yeahhh?” She said. “Well, I would like to introduce you to your Aunt Gabriella, my sister. She is the queen of all the supernaturals. Isn’t that cool?” I asked her, leading her to my sister with Sam standing right behind her.

I budged but it didn't do anything. "You are not going there without a plan. We don't even know what she looks like." He said. He does have a point, going there without a plan is suicide. "You don't need to do this." The young boy said. "Kid, the princess of the clan is as important as an elder. The princess keeps the balance of each clan, you guys need her." Zale explained. Zale is smart, good-looking, a little bit innocent, and is kind. Thank goodness he is like this because I have no patience to explain these kinds of things. He is also explaining to the children that I am in a bad mood because of the story they told us. "Anyways, do you kids know what she looks like? Or what her name is?

There was a little info on her sister too. Zoey Cara O’Donnell, twenty-three, dark-haired, porcelain skin, a month older than Arielle, vicious and jealous, graduates high school at sixteen and lost both parents at seventeen. Moves in with her sister at nineteen steal her sister’s man at twenty, takes full control of the house at twenty, attends balls, parties, and every public occasion with him, and now his new wife. Just when I thought no one could be worse than Penelope. It explains why Zoey seemed like Luna when I first met Arielle. And how dumb could Leon be? two sisters? that was too much drama.

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.