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Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

They would be responsible for the ball through the entire course of the evening, and my mother had a strict schedule for everything that would happen at the dance. I felt a little sorry for both of them. From now on I was a hostess, but I had no further obligations. Lucille and Madame Tremblay would be running around solving problems all night. My sweetheart neckline dress was long and navy blue with a pleated skirt. Its color contrasted well with my fair skin and matched my blue eyes. My dark blond hair was piled on top of my head in an elaborate coiffure, and across my neck rested a necklace studded with diamonds and rubies, which were also in my earrings. On my left wrist was a bracelet s

My head was spinning with all the questions piling up. “How old is Stelle anyway? Isn’t the princess supposed to be eighteen now?” Pete asked, brows furrowed. “They could’ve faked everything. Her age, her identity. All to protect her from anyone who might be after her,” Adrian said. “Especially if she’s in danger.” I nodded. “You’ve got a point.” “But if it’s true… if she really is the princess…” Pete didn’t even finish his sentence. His voice faded out. “Then we’ve got a much bigger problem,” I said. “She’s not just some guest anymore. She’s a symbol. She could either bring danger… or power.”

This time it was a group from Starlight Entertainment, four in total, who came in style, covering their faces with fans. Ashley covered her mouth with her hand, then her torso slightly moved closer to Gianna, who was sitting in the number one position, and at least in the eyes of the audience, her uncovered face was all smiles. But not so much when it was said. “Gianna, this Starlight Entertainment is Starlight Project's home company, and these four artists are all Starlight Project's local artists, with at least two debut spots. Moreover, there's another one here who is Starlight Entertainment's little princess, and this number one seat is reserved for her. Do you think that you will become

While Dave was picking up his car, Aurora waited in the apartment lobby, playing with her phone and checking her social media accounts. Many comments filled her post from three days ago when she endorsed a local brand called Stargirl, known for producing high-quality products equivalent to famous foreign brands. Stargirl has already introduced three flagship products: sneakers, high heels, and handbags. Affordable prices with guaranteed quality have made Stargirl popular among teenagers. Aurora's smile widened as the positive response to the product she endorsed had captured the interest of her followers on I*******m, Twitter, and F******k.

she said, then I nodded. “I am Princess Zahara, the princess of the Ghehada Kingdom; now it's your turn to introduce yourself,” I said, then they lowered their weapons. “You’re not what we’re looking for. But I’m Tafa, the princess of the Atria Universe. We’re looking for Jillian, the girl who can read the constellations of the stars,” she said, and then I frowned. “Constellation?”

“I saw it first.” She folded her little arms over her chest. “That star is mine. I named it already.” “Oh yeah?” She nodded. “Okay, name a star for me.” She looked for a moment. “That one,” she pointed to a star that shined brighter than the rest. “That’s Princess Star.” I laughed softly. “Of course it is.” She looked back up at the sky, then at me. “Papa, do you think I’m as pretty as a star?”

"Emma, this predates the First King. This is from the Age of the Stars, before the brothers ever fell to the earth." We reached the central sanctum. In the center of the room was a pedestal, and atop it sat a crown made of "Starlight-Iron"—a metal that seemed to flicker in and out of existence. Beside the crown was a projection of a woman who looked exactly like me, save for the fact that her eyes were a brilliant, untarnished gold.

He was handsome now in a way that made other girls stare, though he never seemed to notice anyone but me. I grabbed a second crate and followed him toward the preparation hall, weaving between workers setting up the ceremonial grounds. White silk banners hung from every post, each embroidered with the Silvercrest pack symbol, a silver crescent moon pierced by three stars. Tomorrow night, those stars would represent the holy trinity of pack hierarchy: Alpha, Beta, and the Blessed Bloodlines.

"The moon is the symbol of pack power. By making the stars brighter, aren't you suggesting a shift in the hierarchy?" "I’m suggesting that even on a moonless night, the stars can still burn your eyes out," I replied, a smirk playing on my lips. "The stars are selfless. They provide the light without demanding the throne. But they are numerous. And together, they are a Galaxy." I rotated the hologram. The stars shifted, realigning into a sharp, geometric pattern. "Is that... a letter?" someone whispered.