Princessa Mga Nobela at Kwento

He stopped laughing the minute he took a look at my face, instantly composing himself he turned back to Zachary, "As of 8pm last night Annalise Elisabeth Shaw became the next in line for the crown, instantly making her Queen of the Vampire empire, even if she didn't know, she is the last blood relative of the reining King and Queen, so you see Zackie boy this fight is null and void",

I spun around to take a look at the intruder, he was dressed in an all-black tux with his black hair covering his forehead, he was about six feet seven and had this aura that caused a shiver to run down your spine. His mask looked simple to look at but if one looked closely one would find out that it wasn’t just a simple mask. It gave off that enchanted vibe. I squinted at the fact that the stranger was no ordinary man, still, I don't care. I smiled politely at him before declining the offer. I was here for more important things and dancing with a stranger wasn’t part of it. The guy leaned in and I could feel his breath on my ears, I was about to turn around and protest when his words caught

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

“That’s fine. You will watch me as I give her the harshest punishment ever.” Princess Kay smiled wickedly. The Empress left as she was in haste to find out who the woman was. Princess Kay’s personal maid Reel Ling closed the door and walked over to her. “Find out who the woman is,” said Princess Kay, looking at Reel. “No need to,” grunted Jack. Princess Kay went over to her and asked, “Who is she?” “I heard the Crown Prince called her Bella.” “Bella?” “Yes.” Reel gasped and said, “Isn’t that the Crown Prince’s personal maid?”

Vincent blinked innocently. The captain took a moment to grasp Larissa's words. He turned, took out his longsword at his waist, and pointed it at Ray. "You dare to disrespect the countess? Are you crazy?" Agnes stared, wide-eyed, as her clenched fists trembled slightly. She asked in disbelief, "Is she really a countess?" The captain replied coldly, "Yes, she's the only countess in the royal family. The person beside her is the Queen's daughter, Princess Rachel."

"You borrowed my style." "Excuse me?" She removed her sunglasses. "This is my turf." Oh. Okay. "I didn't get the memo," I said, raising a brow. "You got a patent on white boots and genderfluid glammery?" She smiled. "You're spunky. I like it. But behave yourself, Snow Princess." I winked at her. "I dance like I tread. Unstable and fierce." She snorted. "Touché." And then she turned away, her perfume behind her like judgment and roses.

Damain turned to look at her and his eyes moved up and down her body. He walked towards her and held her hand. You look beautiful. He whispered in her ear. Damain took her to meet Enzo who had a smile on his face. “This is the crown prince Enzo,” Damian said to her. Althea bowed her head to show respect “Hello prince Exo, nice to meet you” Enzo smiled “It's nice to finally meet you Baroness, the Baron has said a lot about you, one of which is that you are very beautiful which I now see is very true” he said.

Princess Reda breath with anger, her hands on her waist. Princess Reda decided she was going to talk some sense into him but the maid stopped her, "He is dangerous, my Princess." She looked scared for the Princess who had saved her. "What's your name?" Princess Reda asked instead, looking at her like she looked familiar to her. "Lixsa, my Princess." The maid replied immediately.

I was up. The emcee looked at the paper and stammered. Through the microphone, you could hear him ask if the name was correct. They looked over at me and I raised a single brow at them. It seemed they were doubting what they saw. Eliza was snickering as she walked back to her seat. The emcee took a deep breath. “Her Royal Highness, Princess Elentari ‘Silk’ Tirisil. Princess of Faerl and Lunar Guardian. Graduating with honors, an Associates Degree in Computer Sciences and Communications. Minors in English Literature and Fine Arts. Accepted at Princeton, Yale, Berkeley, NYU, and UIC. Will be attending Berkeley.” The room went shockingly quiet as I approached the stage, each step felt heavier t

she giggled. "y-yes, your Majesty" I answered truthfully. I shouldn't lie right? "Amelia, just call me Mom" she pointed out. "M-mom" I answered as I giggle. She then gave me a smile. "actually, there's a Princess whom continue to seek Philip and she wants to get married with him" she said. Is that Princess Dahlia? the one that Philip told earlier? "Princess Dahlia?" I asked. She nodded. "I guess Philip already told you about her" she guessed and I just nodded.