Spoiled Princess Meaning Novels & Stories

He began to speak after a few moments. “You’re not a princess here. No one’s gonna treat you like one. I should call you my slave but sadly, you’re not worth that title, do you know that?” He continued and I bit on my bottom lip, not knowing what to say to that. “You belong to me and you’d do whatever I want you to, i don’t care if you were once treated like a fucking Queen, that’s the reason why you’re a spoilt little thing.” Without thinking, I voiced out. “I’m not spoilt.”

My parents had always made it clear howich of a disappointment and a disgrace they thought I was. What hurt me the most was that Hazel, who I had thought would be there for me as my twin sister, was the worst of them all. She made sure to make my life a living hell. She had been and was still being spoiled rotten by my parents, so the princess attitude was going no where. "You know you're special, Princess. You're destined to do great things, and I don't think those great things are here. They're out there, where you can explore and meet new people." My mom moved to sit close to her and my heart pounded in my chest, painfully.

She flinched and so did her wolf but she neither wavered nor lowered her head. And why the hell would she? Katriona Aldana was considered the princess of the city and she made it very obvious that in her eyes, I was nothing but a bastard, a big bad wolf who got entangled with her and ruined her beautiful love story with her knight in shining armor. Fuck. I almost puked at the thought of that. This princess was too innocent for her own good. Bradley and every damn soul in the city had fed her with too much lies and pretense. And now this was what she had become.

Anytime she was called home, Mariah would be forced to remember all she had gone through as the useless illegitimate daughter of the hall family. Even her own mother abandoned Mariah, acting like they never existed, instead she took a liking to Emilia, Mariah's step sister and the legitimate daughter of the hall family. Her mother never cared about her dying son who was still left carelessly under the brutal hands of amateur doctors. The last couple of times Mariah had been home, Emilia had gotten into a PhD program, she’d adopted a stray dog, and she’d won a local volunteering award. It was just too much to compete with. While Mariah had no such accolades to share.

Lebanon was taken aback when Priscilla drank the medicine without hesitation. "Pris, aren't you afraid that I'll poison you?" "Well, I'm almost forgotten by the world, so what's the use of poisoning me?" Priscilla said bitterly. "In fact, this was the sorrowful life of a child of the noble birth." "She was quite a useless child, so no one, including her father, would remember her. Therefore, she knew that the other servants were still treating her like a princess for other reasons." "After all, the country had sent off their princesses to marry princes of foreign countries to strengthen their power."

Hidi did as she wished, almost like a spoiled child. She was indeed spoiled, Johan realized, observing the telltale traits. Though she did well to conceal it around the prince for the most part, it didn’t mean Johan didn’t catch the occasional side comment or gesture. The giantess was a product of her upbringing, raised to think and act like a monarch. And she certainly felt like one, expecting everything she desired to be handed to her.

I needed just this. "You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" Princess Naomi's voice preceded her as my eyes caught her standing, hands on her hips, with her eyes locked to me. "Why are you here?" I asked from the pool. "What does he see in you that he cannot see in me? There's nothing unique or amazing about you. You're just a leech who wobbled here to suck his life away, but I'm not about to just sit around and let that happen!"

“But you can’t deny the fact that this Princess Sumico Kammal Lowie also doesn’t lose from many of the other princesses in this demons-realm of ours.” “The quintessential discussion about this Princess Sumico Kammal Lowie is that she’s still really virgin, pure and fresh from the oven as though she’d want to tell all of us that her virginity, freshness as well as purity is merely for our Prince Virando.” “Yeah, there are so many beautiful, lovely, gorgeous, and even more capable princesses in this demons-realm of ours, but you know what... Most of them aren’t pure, fresh, and virgin anymore... Not only Prince Virando I think, most of the other princes don’t want either to marry the princesse

She was truly a fraud. "Our engagement was purely political. Primrose was the eldest daughter of the Duke Antebellum and we're supposed to marry for convenience," he sighed. "Honestly Primrose was a pitiful girl. She was abused by her mother from an early age. Her mother was a woman who was burning with the ambition to be Empress. And since she couldn't fulfil her own desires, she settled that annoying ambition on her daughter instead. But the method was cruel. From the moment Primrose learned to speak, she had to learn imperial courtesy, and her diet was strictly controlled. There was nothing she didn’t do to preserve her beauty and maintain her elegance and perfection," he explained as I l

“I think it’s admirable. The other Princesses of the other kingdoms are very compliant. They do as they’re told without question. Arsenal isn’t known for it’s compliancy, as you know. I don’t find that kind of thing attractive.” My heart skipped a beat. “The other Royals know their place. I’m defiant.” “You’re not defiant, you’re human. You have thoughts and emotions. The difference between you and the other Royals is you actually express them. I don’t want to be with someone who submits to me because it’s their duty.” I smiled, for the first time realizing Sadeon hadn’t changed that much since we were kids. “I remember you saying something like that when we were young.”