Spoiled Princess Instagram Novels & Stories

I asked, “I mean, I’m a princess now. Should I try to dress the part?” She snorts at the idea, “The day you trade in your chains and platform knee highs for heels and a princess dress is the day humanity ends. You are you. If you aren’t what they consider a princess, redefine it. If they don’t like it, fuck ‘em.” Her blunt analysis made me happy. She’s right.

" Like I said earlier, I did not have it easy from the word go. I am sure that Tina and Harold really did not know of my true power. They just wanted to break me. To ensure that I would forever be weak." "You are anything but weak mi querida princessa." I cut her off. feeling the need to reassure her. Again she smiles weakly and carries on. As she talks, I take in her whole appearance. I have no idea what good I did in my past life to be bestowed such a breathtakingly beautiful mate. I see no flaws. All I see is beauty. Radiant beauty from the inside out. "I met Sunny accidentally. I say so because according to her, I put up a barrier for a long time.

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

"If you end up as his mate, you'll be the Luna of the strongest pack in the country. Chloe? She'll be rotting in some slum corner. You aren't even in the same universe. Now, stop bringing up that cursed name, okay?" Rita smiled, her eyes gleaming with vanity. "Got it." The mother and daughter drove off into their fantasy, already imagining the standing ovation they'd get at a Dark Star gala. They had no idea their "VIP ticket" was just a stolen scrap of paper. And they had no clue that Blue Moon—the "juggernaut" they were banking on—was already a hollow ruin. One final push from Chloe's darknet web, and their entire world was going to come crashing down.

Was she actually getting turned on by the idea of selling herself? She shook herself back to reality, Shy and paranoid as always, she shoot another quick glance at the door and its still closed. The most creepiest part was the fact that Immediately she had made a short video about herself and posted it, a strange user who she could describe as ultra king tier boss of riches quickly outbid everyone in a short period of time. While other users could only comment their disappointment and envy under her post. They were also curious about the strange user's Identity, not that she could blame them though, she was also curious because he had a blank profile, no friends, no contact info, nothing.

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

wiping his cheeks with the back of his palm he lifts his body and sits straight "You have to prepare for the last test." "I can stay, I've prepared everything," "Feng Lei," taking a deep breath in he faces him "Go back," he blurts his voice sounding steady and stern. "I....," "I'm fine," he cuts him off "I don't have the energy to argue," plastering a fake smile on his face, he tries to show that he alright but completely broken inside, he doesn't want to ruin Feng Lei’s future as all the prince of every Kingdom's dream is to bring power to their kingdom and become the leader.

Daciana loathed royal balls and didn't fail to hide her resentment, she spoke about it all day and her mother had just enough of her banter sending her to her room as punishment but that was all Daciana wanted to be home alone and read the books she sneaked from the library, Apparently princesses weren't permitted to read books that involved science or sports only etiquette or tea parties so Daciana had to hide them in her gown and hid them in her secret compartment she built in her room. The royal ball was an important night it was one shot to get Prince Eric charms working with the princess of Loria but that very night of joy turned into a nightmare of agony. Princess Daciana, the black sh

"Elmsworth, I trust you see the gravity of this situation. We will pursue legal action against the market for this defamation of Princess Isla's character." Master Elmsworth cleared his throat. "With all due respect, Your Majesty, the footage… corroborates the market vendor's account. It clearly shows Princess Isla placing those iron spoons into her satchel." A stunned silence hung in the chamber after Master Elmsworth's pronouncement about the security footage. Queen Isolde was the first to break it, her regal composure cracking slightly.

She had made it clear that her loyalties were not distinctly in any camp, but her refusal to sell us out to Jesse had earned her an invitation to this gathering for equality. Logan stiffened. And then Logan’s mother shuffled forward, her face pinched and cold. “I don’t know what this girl’s done to earn the royal family’s... favoritism,” she said, disdain lacing every word. “But it’s hard to ignore the spectacle. I’m sorry, it must be said. We’re all thinking it. She’s just a little bird clinging to the prince’s shoulder.” There were gasps and snickers. Even a few snarls. It was enough to make my skin feel like it had been set ablaze.