The Lady Likes A Nerd Over Princes Novels & Stories

The store lights flicker out, and darkness descends. I turn the car off. “Did you have fun, at least?” “I did. I had fun knowing you had fun.” She gives me a knowing smile. “You know, Blake, you’re actually a really good guy. I wish you could see that.” “What do you mean?” “You act like you’re so–so unloveable. So different. It’s okay to be weird.” “You think I’m weird?” “You are weird. A total weirdo,” she teases, but her eyes hold mine a little longer than usual. “You’re a nerd, Prince Blake.”

She had several dresses that were very flamboyant, but she could not steal the bride’s thunder, so she could only choose a low-key color. However, in the dark, this low-key color was not low-key at all. The diamond’s light was sharp and cold, piercing the darkness. It was worth a fortune. Lil Michael praised sincerely. When the Pretty Lady was around, any kind of advanced AI robots were all invisible to his eyes. Nicole looked at Lil Michael dressed in a tiny suit that made him look like a model young man. “Thank you, but you have to praise the bride more later. She’s even more beautiful!”

She laughed to herself but stopped when she realized the maids were still conversing. “I thought he was asking for the lady’s hand! Turns out he was into men? Wow, what a waste. I liked him at first, you know.” “Yeah, your type is an intimidating and cruel man after all. But I'm more into the crown prince.” Said the other maid, heaving a dreamy sigh. “Well, how about Lady Vienna’s personal knight? The son of the general of the imperial army, Lieutenant Titus? I like strong men like him who’ll save me like an honorable knight.” Squealed another.

Why is it not consuming me right now? I stood up and faced him. "I know you just want to obey orders, Prince Edward. But you don’t have to do this!" I argued and he laughed. Damn, he looks hot but he’s evil so I hate him. "You’re wrong, Lady Nyla. I love chaos." He was too fast and I couldn’t dodge him. He grabbed my neck and lifted me up. I tried getting out of his grasp but I couldn’t. "How pathetic. Our Deity is so weak compared to the books written about you," he said sympathetically before laughing.

“Serena, what are you talking about? You are exactly his type. Nero likes women with dark hair—brunettes, especially with bright eyes. Usually, he goes for blue eyes, but green is pretty darn close.” Oh my God. No wonder he hadn’t given me the time of day when I wore a blonde wig, but was all over me in my natural form. I was just his type. Not a woman he had seen and liked because of who she was. I had been stupid enough to believe I was a deviation from his pattern and somehow a little special. I swallowed a lump in my throat and smiled. “I honestly thought he liked blonde women.” “No. He likes carbon copies of his first love—the one that got away. He’s a scumbag, and he treats women like

Sir Jackson looked so scandalized Eden almost laughed as he gawked at Adam, “Take that back, you nerd–!” “Just because I love reading doesn’t make me a nerd!” “Thank goodness the Princess wasn’t aware of them,” Eden shuddered beside her brother with a tight laugh, thinking fondly of her lady’s displeasure of studying… only towards arithmetic, that is, for some reason completely unknown to her. The apparent disinterest would have been funny too if the Princess hadn’t decided to scare her math tutor at least. Who knows what would–

The thought alone made my heart ache. Lady Lydia turned toward the door. "Come." I hesitated. Princess Lena was probably already there. The thought exhausted me. Lady Lydia noticed my hesitation immediately. "Do not tell me you're worried about Princess Lena." I remained silent. She laughed, startling me, "You foolish human." I frowned. "What?" Lady Lydia shook her head. "That princess may be many things." She opened the door. "But she is not the one Prince Caleb calls when he is dying."

The more I heard his words about the war, the more I wanted it to end, but unfortunately, I had no idea how to make it happen. There were still soldiers who were loyal to their girlfriends, and I never admitted it out loud, but I was truly envious of these unknown girls because I could see the passionate looks their respective boyfriends had when they talked about them, and I never had anyone who were genuinely interested in me. I have always been disputed for being Her Royal Highness Caroline Andermier the Princess of Tresoria, and never for being simply Caroline, or even Olivia Mason, the petite anonymous maid.

It wasn't love, she told herself staunchly, it was just hormones erupting like a volcano. She crawled out of bed, aching in every joint. He was oversexed. He treated her like a bimbo. He'd married her by threatening her and then informed her that she would make the perfect mistress...yuck! Every move she made was misinterpreted by his rampaging ego! He made Neanderthal man look like the very pinnacle of male mental development. Leo was so basic, he ought to be extinct.

"You see, my hair has turned white because of my sickness. My mismatched eyes is considered a curse in my hometown. I cannot even have a child. I am flattered that you were mesmerized by the way I look but I might just bring misfortune to your kingdom or your family." The prince sighed and then stood up. He placed his palm on the lady's shoulder and then smiled. "I accept your refusal, my lady," The prince then leaned closer and then whispered to the lady's ear. "Just so you know, I am the happiest person alive because you refused. For Pete's sake I don't even like girls." The lady stood frozen on the ground because of shock. She snapped out of it and chuckled. This prince is different from