Novel & Cerita The Lady Likes A Nerd Over Princes

"You borrowed my style." "Excuse me?" She removed her sunglasses. "This is my turf." Oh. Okay. "I didn't get the memo," I said, raising a brow. "You got a patent on white boots and genderfluid glammery?" She smiled. "You're spunky. I like it. But behave yourself, Snow Princess." I winked at her. "I dance like I tread. Unstable and fierce." She snorted. "Touché." And then she turned away, her perfume behind her like judgment and roses.

Courtney whispered, unsure of herself. “What do you mean? Nervous about what is happening? Don’t be, no one will hurt you. I promise.” A surge of protectiveness pulsed between them. Courtney smiled shyly. “No, I mean. You look like a jock, and you are probably popular with the ladies. I, however, am a huge nerd. I love books, chasing monsters, and wild theories. I love a good mystery. I’ve never been the overly girly type. I’m just—”

“Doesn’t matter. But Lena’s different—she’s a nerd, right? A super hot nerd, but still a total nerd all the same. So…” “So what the fuck do nerds like?” I scratched the back of my head, swearing under my breath. I wasn’t good at this romance shit. It felt foreign and hard, my mind racing through her colour-coded notes, the books, how way she reorganised my shelves, muttering about reports and deadlines and whatever the fuck. “Great question. Have fun figuring that one out on your own.” I started to walk away. “Sure. Thanks for the half-assed advice, man.”

he replied. "Indeed, I do not think I would wish you to be too amiable," Elizabeth said. "Civil when civility is called far of course, but I enjoy debating you too well for you to make yourself universally agreeable." "I cannot help but agree on this point," Darcy said. "Complete deference bores me; I definitely prefer a woman who holds her own opinions." "You and I are too wise to woo peaceably, I think," Elizabeth said. "Beatrice to my Benedick," he said, recognizing the line from Much Ado About Nothing.

Lydia made no secret of it, "Only a noble girl is worthy of a prince!" "I'm afraid your wish is about to be dashed, for Prince Leon will marry me, not you!" I said quietly, "If nothing else, I want to leave first!" "Stop, you lowly she-wolf!" Both Lydia and Vivian surrounded me at the same moment, and I saw Lydia standing before me, her hands on her hips, strutting toward me. "Do you think Prince Leon really likes you? Do you really think he would have accepted a commoner for his wife, but for the fact that you could break the curse upon him? Silly girl, don't be so naive!"

It was noted to be the most highly awaited and anticipated event year round, and it would be a great loss to not attend. “Father, you can’t be serious of leaving your princess here in our castle when I could be at the palace dancing on my feet and having good time with my friends,” Lady Francesca reasoned out but to no avail. The duke’s heart already hardened with the repeated petty scandals she got herself into, and with the additional convincing from his new wife.

said assistant Lan . " She is like that because she doesn't have the possibility to truly show how capable she is . In comparison to all the other girls I have met , she is kind , gentle , polite , wise and funny . She didn't know who I was yet she was really kind to me . When we danced at the party , when I was in my real identity as a prince m she didn't even bother to look at me nor be fascinated by me which shows that she isn't interested in wealth or luxury......her naiveness , is something that is extremely rare to find in girls nowadays.............I don't lack power or wealth nor do I need a woman to keep my power stable . I....just need someone with whom I can get along with , like

Can’t you see the second one is very tall, and he is handsome). Me: Chisos! Prince, dem don finish us for here o… Prince: Wetin dem dey talk? Me: The other one say you fine well well, say she like you… Prince: 😮 Serious? Me: Na so na… Of course I didn’t give him the other details… Lady1: Shey o sure kpe gay ko in won ni. Mi o ti ri won kpelu obinrin la te kan… (Are you sure they are not gay. I’ve not seen them with any lady since)

One of the maid excitedly mention. "Yes, the handsome Prince Russel. Many noble ladies dreams of getting married to such a fine gentleman." He slightly frowned from what the maid told him, 'If that's the case, then they should be the ones getting married to the Prince. Not me.' "But of course, with Lady Lianne's beauty, no other noble lady can beat her. She is truly the one meant to be with the Prince." "How lucky she is…" The maids kept talking non-stop about the Prince. They were all so excited for Louie to get married as well. Everyone was in a very happy mood until Louie snapped. "SILENCE!" He ordered.

“They will be there too. Lyra and Neris.” Lyra. Neris. Names that sounded sharp, like claws dragging across stone. “What are they like?” I asked softly. The youngest maid, a shy girl with freckles dusting her nose, spoke up this time. “Lady Lyra is the eldest. She carries herself like a warrior direct, unyielding. She has no patience for weakness.” “And Lady Neris,” the plump one added, her voice dipping with unease, “is… clever. Too clever. Her words are sweet, but her tongue is a knife. Be wary of her questions, for she hides traps in them.”