Who Made Me A Princess 102

Diana Balmorris is the only daughter of the family that has a chain of restaurants across the country A, a young heiress who had been in love with her childhood friend, Mikhael Montreal. Everyone wanted to witness the two business conglomerates to finally merge, and the marriage for love! However, one night changed it all. On the day of their engagement, a woman announced that she is pregnant with Mikhael's baby! Diana is broken hearted at what happened and drank herself to death that night. Because of her drunken state, she had found the mysterious arrogant Raphael Blackstone, the infamous ruthless mafia boss, who had been bullying a man, and poured a drink on him at the bar! She was able to escape him, but she had thrown up on him the second time. What's more, she had lost consciousness in front of him. Coincidentally, Raphael has been pressured by his grandfather to marry, and the only way he can inherit the company is if he got married for love! "What, you want me to marry you? Are you insane?!" "Yes, I am," and sealed it with a kiss.

Abandoned as an infant at the edge of Gray Moon Pack territory, Sophia grew up as an outcast—overlooked, unwanted, and powerless. All she ever dreamed of was shifting for the first time and finding the one person destined for her. But fate had other plans. On the night she turns eighteen, something awakens within her… but not as it should. The truth she uncovers shatters her hopes and when she’s cast out by the one person she never expected, her world crumbles. Cast into the human world with nothing, Sophia is certain she’s reached her end until strangers claim her as family. Powerful, dangerous strangers who rule far more than she ever imagined. And with them comes a new life… and new enemies. But the past doesn’t stay buried. A dark curse begins to unravel everything she’s gained. The cure? It lies in the hands of the very person who broke her. And now, Sophia must make a choice: face the one who destroyed her or lose everything all over again.

Drevan Valkor is the Darkmoon pack's Invincible Alpha. This makes him grow arrogant and believe himself to be untouchable. Even when he drags a knife across his own hand, the wound closes almost instantly. He laughs at me and says, "Kyra, you gasp for breath after walking just a few steps. What a pathetic, sickly burden." What he doesn't know is that a curse forces me to suffer every bit of pain he should be feeling. The only cure is for him to acknowledge me and complete the mate bond willingly. I endure three years of his pain, his cold shoulder treatment, and his constant entanglement with my "healthy and lively" stepsister. I tell myself that if I can survive until the mate bonding ceremony, I will finally be free. But that hope dies on the night of the ceremony. Before the entire pack, he pulls my stepsister, Belle Wynter, into his arms and kicks me off the altar. "I reject Kyra Wynter as my mate," he declares. "My pack doesn't need a weakling like her." That is the moment my conscience dies. If that's how it is, then he can't blame me for choosing the worst possible cure.

With only an hour left until the concert began, every trending topic across the internet was dominated by a single headline. [Breaking: Rising Star Tiffany Burgess to Propose to Her Manager After Ten Years of Romance, Leaving Fans in Awe.] This proposal was not just a personal milestone; it was the centerpiece of our company's most ambitious PR campaign of the year and the culmination of a love story between Tiffany and me. Then, in the fire escape, I bumped into Tiffany, dressed in her wedding gown, locked in a passionate kiss with a young man. "Wayne, let me explain," she pleaded. "Explain what?" I snorted. "That just before our proposal, you're sneaking around with another man? The proposal is live-streamed to millions, with thousands of media outlets eagerly awaiting the announcement." I slammed the engagement ring down onto the table in front of her. "After the encore tonight, you'll either propose to me on that stage, or you'll be ruined, both in reputation and career!" Her fists clenched, but in the end, she gritted her teeth and grabbed the box. "Fine." Under the spotlight, she stood before me in her wedding dress, pulling out the ring. But instead of turning to me, she held the ring up toward the guest seating area, where her true love sat. "Wayne, thank you for helping me reach the stars," she declared. "But tonight, I'm going to chase my moon." The crowd erupted in shock and confusion. In a single instant, I became the laughingstock—the unwitting prop in her grand romantic gesture. My heart shattered the moment she reached him.

I was getting married—but I didn't tell my parents. It was my fifth wedding. The last four? Total disasters, thanks to them. Every time, they claimed something was "wrong" with the wedding car and somehow scared the guy off. First was my college boyfriend. We were solid—four years strong. My parents pushed for marriage... then ditched the idea on the big day because his car wasn't "fancy" enough. Second groom? My boss. He pulled up in a shiny new car they actually approved—until they didn't. Yanked me right out. Third time, they set me up with someone themselves. The guy brought ten cars to play it safe. Didn't matter. They shut it down before I even stepped outside. Fourth time? Same story. I kept wondering—what was so cursed about these cars? Why push me to get married, only to destroy it every single time? This year, I was trying again. Wedding number five. This time, I was pregnant—with the son of the country's richest man. I didn't tell my parents. Thought I'd finally outsmarted them. But just as I was about to get in the car... I saw them sprinting toward me.

Akisha Raven Scott is a heartless woman who found herself entering a school that she didn't know that actually exist. She planned to be invisible to make her stay in the academy a peaceful and quiet one so for her to do that disguised as a nerd to hide her ethereal beauty. But unfortunately, she messed up with the emotionless fire prince- Ash Zachary Lockwood on her first day. They made a deal that he won't make her life miserable if she will agree to be his slave so for the sake of her peaceful stay in the academy she agreed. They always argue like there's no tomorrow, they hated each other's guts to the core, they also tried to kill each other but they end up losing their hearts. She has played along with the royalties just for the sake of mere fun but she ended up being forced to be friends with them. She became the woman in the prophecy, the only woman who can save the world from falling into the darkness but she wouldn't dare to save the world. How can she save the world from falling into darkness when she is also in the dark? How can she save the world when it's the one who turned her into a monster?

"I reject you as my mate, you are your mother's accomplice to the sadism!" After my mother died, I was demoted to Omega by the Blackstone Pack, and my mate rejected me in public. I became an orphan Rogue. Unexpectedly, the alpha king found me and claimed me as his princess, and I have three half-brothers. The huge change in identity made the male Alphas of various packs focus on me, including my first mate, Alpha Caden. I wore a mask and listened to him coldly about his regrets. One of my brothers, Adrian, the heir of the alpha king, blocked me behind him, "You are my mate, don't look at any other male wolf." I was shocked, is my brother my second mate?

Cirilla's life has been in danger even before her birth. She was from the powerful bloodline of the Amnell clan of witches. Also a descent from a royal pure-blooded Alpha Hybrid. She was born with the blessings of the goddess but also cursed by her destiny. Part wolf, vampire, and witch, she was taken from her family and Pack even before she was born. After years of living her life with no knowledge of who she really is, or what she's destined for. Something awakens. With her powers unlocked, she is back into a new world where the impossible seems to exist and there's a looming darkness over the magical world, endangering every magical kind there is. High-ranking officials from different magical kinds mysteriously dying. It doesn't take long for them to realize it's a pattern and something's coming. Even worse, she seems to be the source.

For as long as she can remember, Mirabella Alexandra Russo has lived a nightmare—trapped in a home filled with cruelty, enduring years of abuse from her stepfather and stepmother while protecting her sick younger brother. She thought this was her fate—until everything changed in one violent night. When her abusers meet a bloody end, Mirabella is thrust into a world she never knew existed. Her biological father—powerful mafia don Alexander Russo—claims her as his long-lost daughter. Along with his five dangerous, fiercely protective mafia sons, he offers Mirabella the family she was always denied. But life among the ruthless Russo empire is anything but simple. Caught between brutal mafia politics, deadly enemies, and the complicated emotions of her new brothers, Mirabella must navigate a world where trust is scarce, loyalty is everything, and love may come from the most unexpected places. As she struggles to heal from her past, Mirabella will discover just how far her new family is willing to go to keep their princess safe—even if it means burning the world down.And amidst of the chaos, she falls in love with the Russian Mafia Don, Alex Romano. With twisted fate and struggle, will they find their love at the end? Read more to find out!

“Valerian!” a cry came from outside and my feet rushed to the door, my body having recognised the voice before my brain could comprehend what was happening. I yanked the door open and almost broke down crying at the sight before me, “Queen Lyla!” Bethany gasped from behind me. I scooped her into my arms, my eyes searching for any unwanted presence before rushing her into the living room. “Valerian put me down, we don’t have much time!” she rushed out the command as she struggled to get down. Silently obeying, I put her down, taking note of how she looked and it wasn’t pretty. Her hair, that was always neatly made, looked like a bird’s nest; twigs and leaves hanging from the knots. Her long white sleeping robe dirty and bloody from her waist down, she looked a royal mess; with a bunch of blankets wrapped around her upper half. “My Queen, what happened?” Beth asked as she handed me my medicine bag.