Ugly Princess Novels & Stories

She heard some maidens whispering and sniggering among the people crowding both sides of the path to welcome the Queen and she had no doubt that they were talking about her – the bastard princess reduced to a serving wench. "Isn't that the scandalous seed of the late King Adolf?" An unmated girl called Stella was whispering to the other, the Alpha's daughter known as Claire and who was probably the most beautiful unmated maiden in the Pragoth but infamous to be rather haughty and overbearing. "The half-nymph princess subjected to the life of a low life because her mother committed suicide?" Stella asked in curiosity. "Unfortunately, she is," Claire said. "I've heard of her so-called beauty,

This Princess Kay dares to touch Crown Prince’s woman. “Try, for if you do, Crown Prince won’t let you go,” said Bella. “Humph he won’t’ care for you!” “What do you mean?” Princess Kay’s five men started moving in on her. “I will whip you to the point where you’re nearly dead. I will also carve up your face.” Bella backed away from her. “That’s right, I want to ruin that beautiful face of yours so he will never look at you again.” “Crown Prince will have your head for this.”

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

- But he's fat and ugly not to mention he looks disgusting. - But he's rich. And it doesn't look disgusting. He is... He is very perverted. - Lord ! It's horrible ! - Yes. And thank God, The Sultan is richer than him. So my father ended up putting this prince as a second choice. So... Marrying this Sultan no longer becomes a choice, Kaya. - Because it's either Elzhar or him. - Exactly. The Sultan has a bad temper but at least he is respectful. Prince Dukens is quite the opposite. He wouldn't hesitate to rape me if I refused and I don't want a husband like that...

She stands suddenly turning her back to me, well now you’ve done it, she’s definitely not going to pick you when you upset her… not that I know how that question would upset her… ′Idiot,’ my wolf shouts in my head. I hear her sniff and I stand on instinct, “Pri… Princess I’m so sorry if I offended you, please forgive me.” She takes a breath, “No.” She turns back to face me, “I apologise, that was rude, you asked a reasonable question. You are the first I have come to.” My brow furrows, that’s not what dad said… but she has no reason to lie, unless the previous suitors were so terrible she’s decided to scrub them from her mind. I’d understand that if she’d been to somewhere like Huntermoon pa

slave. “Now sit, so we can do your hair.” She replied. One of the maids pulled over a chair, and I sat down. It’s been a while since I’ve had anyone do my hair that wasn’t Lillian. “You have such lovely hair. It’s very unique.” The maid said. I couldn’t tell if they were being fake.. the compliments seemed true, but I’m the princess of their kingdom enemy.. so I wondered if their intentions were pure. I watched from the mirror on the wall as they did my hair in intricate braids and wrapped it into a bun on the back of my head. They pulled strands of hair out to frame my face like I usually prefer and topped my bun off with a matching pink flower and an ocean Pearl clip.

the maid said gently before leaving the room. And for the first time that night, Isabella was alone. Truly alone. She stepped toward the mirror. And froze. Her reflection stared back at her. Eyes red. Makeup ruined. Hair disheveled. A girl she barely recognized. Isabella's lips trembled slightly. Tears welled up again. But this time, she didn’t fight them. She let them fall. Quietly. As everything she had been holding in finally surfaced. The pain. The shame.

"Does your elite intellect lack the capacity to manufacture a punishment that possesses an actual shred of novelty?" The Princess and the Discard Her skin was exceptionally delicate and highly cultivated. After nothing more than a few minutes of exposure to the open tarmac, her porcelain face had already flushed a brilliant, crimson red under the toxic rays, looking exactly like a ripe, succulent peach waiting to be crushed.

A flash of red burst into his vision. Sophia leaned against the doorframe, a smirk on her red lips. "The great Marcelli heir certainly takes his time. You made a princess wait for half an hour." The afternoon sun streamed through the blinds, casting a golden halo around her. She was as brilliant as a flame, burning her way into his black-and-white world. In that moment, he appeared unfazed, but his heart had skipped a beat. After that, she found endless ways to cause trouble—a laxative in his whiskey, important contracts folded into paper airplanes, parading around in a scandalous nightgown during a family meeting. He met every challenge, playing the long game.

“ He he he ! My dear child……..Not every story is meant to have a good ending . The second princess hated the princess . She hated her because she was prettier , smarted and more capable than her . The boy that fell in love with the princess was a powerful prince that raised the princess to the highest rank where no one could harm her anymore but the second princess’s jealous rose with each day the princess spent smiling alongside the prince . The second princess prepared a vicious plan to harm the princess and take the prince for her own self . She acted as an angel in disguise and the innocent princess fell for her , thinking that she had a change of heart and that finally all her family c