The Swan Princess Far Longer Than Forever Mga Nobela at Kwento

I paused and then continued. “The curse stated that on Aurora's 16th birthday, she would prick her finger on a spinning wheel and fall into a deep sleep, lasting for eternity. However, a good fairy named Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather intervened and modified the curse, declaring that Aurora would not die, but instead sleep for 100 years, until she was awakened by true love's kiss.” I slowed, looked at Arwan and then back to the book to continue reading.

And now, my heart desires had been fulfilled. Our once forbidden love has now turned out to be a forever love. And I cannot wait to spend the rest of my with him and Duke being our son.

I’ve tried almost everything on the list. From acting boring, to ignoring, to being mean. Another one on the list is high maintenance. But even I know that won’t work. These princes are loaded. Olyon got me and himself new phones in just a few hours. My phone isn’t just a common phone. I've checked the internet, and the tiny shit costs an arm and a leg. Why won't these men just leave me alone? There is absolutely nothing special about me, so what's with the persistence?

His eyes went wide, disbelief frozen on his face, lips quivering as he struggled to speak. "Oh, and I forgot one thing," I added, casually, as if chatting. "Elara has completely lost it in the detention center. She keeps saying you made her do everything. She even claims you promised to marry her, and now you don't care whether she lives or dies. Pathetic, really." Lucian's pupils constricted again. "Of course, no one will believe a lunatic," I said, grinning wider. "After all, how could the mighty Swan Prince order a lover to hurt his ex?"

Every instinct screamed for her to move closer, to lean into him, to let the bond snap shut. Instead, she whispered, “Thank you.” His gaze lingered on her for a long moment before he turned on his heel and left the hall. Kieran’s jaw tightened. His goblet shattered in his hand. The feast continued, but the air was poisoned now. Every glance, every whisper carried the same question: What lies between the princess and the elder son? Elara excused herself as soon as she could, fleeing to the quiet of the palace gardens. Moonlight bathed the roses in silver, the cool night air easing the fire in her veins. But her heart still thundered with every step.

And in that moment, I knew. Not only was I done with the engagement. I was done with him. Forever. My eyes burned red, tears clawing at me, but I refused to let them fall. I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction. The bathroom door suddenly opened and Adrian came over. When he saw my eyes, he paused for a moment and asked, "My princess, why are you crying?"

She shivered, a full-body tremor that had nothing to do with the cold draft in the room. "You smell good," I murmured, the wolf in me pushing against the surface, demanding a taste. "Better than an Alpha's daughter should. You smell like trouble." "Don't," she breathed. Her voice was weak, but she didn't lean away. "Don't what? Tell you the truth?" I straightened up, pulling my aura back just enough to let her breathe. "You’ve been lied to your whole life, Princess. Told that if you were good, and dutiful, and wore the right dress, you’d be happy. Look where that got you."

"What's even more disgusting is that she dared to bite off her tongue in prison just to keep the secret. It makes me sick!" Overwhelming abuse drowned me. Alexander sat in the seat of honor, his brow filled with violence. In this world, aside from Elena’s brother, the person who hated me most was him. Ten years ago, I was the orphan Alexander brought home, the Princess held in the palm of the Family's hand; Elena was the daughter of the housemaid, our childhood playmate, and my best sister. Alexander loved Elena deeply, even going so far as to defy a Family marriage alliance for her, declaring her his only fiancée.

"Mom, Dad, you're kissing again." "We're married. It's allowed." "Still gross." "You'll understand when you're older." "That's what you always say." "Because it's always true." Leo tugged his sister's sleeve. "Keep telling the story. What happened after the princess stayed?" Ella sighed dramatically, but she was already shifting back into storyteller mode. "Okay, so the princess stayed for three days. And on the third day, the dragon showed her his cave, and inside were all these jewels that had belonged to his family, and he said she could have them because he didn't need them anymore..."

The sea was restless. Waves crashed violently against the hull of the Moon Court flagship as it carved through the dark water toward the Blackthorn Kingdom. Princess Selena stood at the bow, silent and motionless, watching the distant horizon blear into gray smoke. Twenty years. Twenty years of stories fed to her by calculating regents. Twenty years of pristine, flawless lies designed to weaponize her grief. Every brutal combat lesson she had endured, every bitter tear she had shed alone in her chambers, and every nightmare of abandonment had one name attached to it: *Seraphina.*