The Princess Guide To A Perfect Life Novels & Stories

From that day forward, for the rest of her life, the Princess lived in eternal happiness with her Princes. THE END

She mumbled although she had the very idea what would those be. “Yea. A price of someone’s soul. Glory of immortality. Beauty and charm.” He answered which she silently agreed. “Is it not quite huge to ask someone’s soul?” “Life must be paid with life. When there is life, there is also death to take place.” With a loneliness hidden behind those words, she looked up ahead and saw the green fields. “To say it easy, it is not the witches or wizards who are too cruel to ask the price of resurrecting someone already who had their lifetime ended.” Prince Woon saw how the princess clenched the leash before she responded.

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She just wanted to hear him drive the final nail into her heart. She wanted to be sure she had nothing to live for, nothing to change her mind on the decision she was planning to take. “I don't care… you are a free woman, but the guilt of the child you killed will always be a dent in your life that will drive you to your grave. Now get up and get out,” he ordered. Mario, Kart, and Bruce—the bodyguards whom she had rescued from an orphanage and employed, paying them and their siblings—stood by the door, ushering her to leave.

“Yes, I can see why you like this one. She suits you.” I ignore any pleasure that runs through me at this brief sign of approval, clearing my throat, demanding an answer. “The reason I didn’t want him to come and learn this information, little wolf Princess,” Life says, stepping towards me and reaching out, cupping my chin in her hand and tilting my face up towards her. I gasp at the feel of her fingers against my skin, suddenly filled with warmth and rich, vivid energy, my mouth flooding with the taste of honeysuckle. “Is because I am not rooting for him to take the throne.”

Wearing nice clothes, having money, having many friends, and not having any problems except studying. They had everything, they were free... Claire's hand opened the worn cloth bag she had been using for three years and took out a thin notebook. The notebook still contained some notes from her high school days. She believed that there was no woman in the world who had never dreamed of being a princess. She did too. Claire glanced at the clothes whose colors had long faded and smiled sadly. A princess who only had two pairs of decent clothes that had already faded. And never-ending problems...

“The princess doesn’t need a prince, Mommy.” “Oh?” “The princess needs cards.” She held up a tiny Barbie purse. “She needs a car. She needs an office. She needs a horse... but only if the horse doesn’t poop on the carpet.” “Reasonable standards.” “And if there’s a dragon...” She grabbed Lawyer Barbie and lifted her high into the air. “Lawyer Barbie will sue the dragon.” I laughed harder this time. “Hazel would be proud.” “And then Auntie Rhea Barbie makes everybody look at the camera and says, ‘No ugly angle in my kingdom.’” Poppy shoved her bangs out of her eyes with the back of her hand. “So the prince isn’t necessary.”

Chapter 7 In a distant clan high walls and endless gardens surrounded a grand palace , inside princess Bridget lived a quite life, rarely did she get to leave her chambers, preferring the comfort of her book and the soft sunlight that slipped through her window. Few people ever saw her, and fewer even knew her A soft crack on the door pulled me from my reading, "Princess Bridget" my maid wispered bowing slightly," it's time to prepare your suitor has arrived." I sighed, marking my page with a scrap of paper. "I don’t see why I need preparing. I have no intention of being impressed by someone who only flaunts his title,” I muttered, standing reluctantly.

It was quiet in the royal’s private wing of the palace at this time, a peaceful ambience of perfection and magnificence. It was the complete opposite to the annoyance, frustration and sadness that consumed Layana. She was annoyed at Declan, of course, everyone probably thought that, but he was the first one to say it to their face. He was wrong, completely wrong. Life as a princess wasn’t perfect and they were not so materialistic as he made out.

Anna said jumping like a kid. Princess land... don’t go for any fantasy stories. Princess land is the name of my hometown. Cute name, ha! It is a very comfortable town to live with adaptable environment, surrounded by woods and greenery. I love my hometown a lot. I was born here. I went to my pre-schooling, schooling, high school and now college. Though it is a town, it looks like a city but with not much traffic and less population. It has everything from a normal school to rich, reputed private colleges. Even the guys from cities join in the colleges that present in my hometown.