The Crown Princess Scandal Novels & Stories

“It’s just that… we expected her answer to be a godly parent but her answer was even more unexpected.” “Wait a minute, while Kaine may have a point, that actually makes a lot of sense,” Ryle said, evidently in deep thought. “The new Crown Princess is the missing daughter of the previous King and Queen,” he tilted his head. “But that would mean she wouldn’t have a godly parent.” “Are we really going to disregard the fact that you asked her who her ‘godly’ parent is? Is that some sort of metaphor? Are you royalties too?” Alexander asked.

A storm had erupted, and Isabella was the center of it. Guards murmured. Maids avoided eye contact. Advisors paced the halls. And in the King’s private chamber, the tension had reached a boiling point. Prince Karl stood rigid beside his father, the Digest clutched tightly in his fist. “This is disgraceful,” the King growled, slamming his cane on the marble floor. “This—this shame. A royal scandal, broadcast for the whole kingdom to see!” Karl didn’t blink. “She didn’t do anything wrong.”

"Two weeks ago, a case was brought before us, whereby Crinka, formerly introduced as Stormie, allegedly accused our Crown Prince of rape. Now we know better than to blindly believe the words of a werewolf, so we decided to investigate the matter, and I stand here today to tell you that this woman here is nothing but a liar and a cheat!" The crowd hurrayed. Izal shook his head. Sia's jaw clenched. Ruarc smiled and my blood chilled. I was a fool for thinking that they would paint a bad image of their Crown Prince. I'm not going to make it out of here alive, but if I do, I'd be goddamned lucky.

The crown prince led the crown princess into the hall to the patio. " What the good king's name are you wearing? Have Miranda De Costa totally turned you to a mad man? "The Queen asked as soon as they walked in. The crown prince was wearing jeans and polo. "mother, i went into some unexplainable situation and to change into anything available, Miranda had nothing to do with it"The Crown prince said. " Sit"The king ordered and they obeyed. " There's a rumor going around in the king's city, Miranda De Costa can no longer be part of the royal family "The Queen said.

Althea fought her way back to Argos for Lysandros and helped him reclaim the throne, only to find herself trapped in the enemy kingdom of Thrace, wearing a slave's collar for three full years. Through three years of mortal danger, being dragged behind chariots, and bone-chilling winters, Althea survived on a single conviction: her betrothed, Lysandros, would come to rescue her. But when she finally set foot in the royal city again, what awaited her was not an embrace. It was a heavy golden laurel crown pressed against her brow, the Sacred Flame seal clutched in another woman's hand, and a royal heir growing in that woman's womb. She clung to one last hope: perhaps they had cast her aside onl

“Big Brother? So this is how it is, Liam! And you still dare lie to me?!” She clearly thought it was a pet name I had given him, having no idea that I was the family’s princess, the apple of the don’s eye. Maria completely lost control. Ignoring her heavily pregnant belly, she clawed at my face wildly. Seeing this, Camila didn’t stop her. Instead, she rushed over and grabbed my arms tightly. “Yes! Tear up her face! Let’s see how she seduces men after that!”

had drawn a swarm of journalists, their cameras and mics forming an impenetrable wall. Rosa made her entrance, wheeling Gabriella in, both of them dressed up in a pitiful display for the crowd. Gabriella was a mess, her clothes ragged and her face gaunt. At the first flash of the cameras, she broke down, sobbing. "Elena, that backstabber! She's hogging all the inheritance and trying to wipe us out!" Next to her, Rosa dabbed at her eyes, the picture of sorrow. "Elena, just own up to your mistake and give back what's rightfully the Deluca'. Then, we'll let bygones be bygones. We're family, after all…"

My twin sister Celeste and I shared the same face, but little else. She believed in forgiveness. I believed anyone who hurt her should pay. Three years ago, Celeste was set to marry Adrien, Crown Prince of Valeria. But an old succession law forbade identical twins from both retaining legal identities once one entered the royal bloodline. So I chose my sister. My parents staged my death, erased Cassandra Montclair from public records, and promised to protect Celeste after I disappeared. I left her my fortune and the Crescent Guard, then vanished to the northern border. I believed my death had bought her safety. Then our dormant twin bond suddenly returned—and pain told me Celeste was being to

Do you understand the price of misleading your king? "Misleading the king?" My mother looked up, eyes bloodshot, voice shaking but fierce. "Every word I speak is truth. My daughter was the Duchess of Valecrest—your BETROTHED. "She was attacked on the road home and taken by Selovia. They KILLED her." Leon would not accept it. To him, it was another scheme. "Nonsense. If this were true, why was I not told? My personal guard answers to me alone. Who would dare withdraw them?"

"Yes. But I don't think I've ever seen you somewhere before." "Yeah. You haven't", she said. "You know, when I was in high school, I saw a picture of The Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Valtoria giving a speech at the annual Christmas ball and since then I was crushing on him. I always follow new updates about you. Crazy, right." He chuckled. "But the funniest thing is that anytime I try to talk to Aurora about the Crown Prince or show her a pic, something was always coming up. So, she doesn't know who Prince Zuerien is. And she isn't on any social media so, she can't know."