Who Made Me A Princess Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

This belongs to a— “Princess,” Marigold’s voice whispers softly in my mind. “You’re the Princess of the Scarlet Pack, remember?” “Yeah,” I whisper back. “I remember.” I step out of bed and walk into the hallway as though in a daze, still in my pajamas. I’m barely two steps down the hall before a tall-slender girl rushes toward me, dressed in a maid’s uniform. “Princess!” she says excitedly, sweeping into a low curtsy. I find myself blushing at the unexpected formality. “My name is Jane,” she says warmly. “I’ve been sent to be your maid. Do you need any help with your morning routine?”

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

Reid watched helplessly as Kane’s car sped away and with it, the princess. Suddenly, Reid felt a tug in his chest. Someone had completely broken with his pack— “Alison.” Could the woman Kane had taken away be Alison?! This couldn't be a coincidence. His eyes bulged as the emptiness in his chest intensified. But his wolf was going crazy inside him. ‘Alison!’ How could this be? Kane said the person in the car was a princess. This couldn't be true; Alison couldn't be a princess. Reid slammed his fist on the ground. He was already half-shifted.

Katie felt so worn out that she forgot she was on her way to the shower. Barbara stood there with her arms folded. " Expecting someone else are we?" She said with enough hate to melt paint. "Listen pet I don't think I made myself clear. Everyone here knows Sami is mine and they have the sense to stay out my way. You stand no chance of getting an apprenticeship here. Let alone someone like Sami. Let me spell it out. You are a cominer. The rest of us are descended from Royalty. Lords, Ladies and even a Princess...MY Princess." With that she walked off, satisfied that this time she had been heard.

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.

I am lost. A door opens ahead of me. A woman steps out, her silver hair unbound, her eyes wide as she sees me. She stares at my wrist. At the mark glowing beneath my skin. “Impossible,” she whispers. Then her face shifts. Recognition. Terror. Hope. “You are her. The lost princess.” I grip the blade at my hip. “Who are you?” She falls to her knees, her hands trembling as she reaches for me. “I was your mother’s handmaiden. I have waited twenty years for this moment.”

I grabbed it and saw a message from an unknown number. : Hi, this is Lurcos. I forgot you dad gave me your number so I called you before fetching you up. Anyways, have a good night's sleep, Princess. I didn’t know how it happened, but my heart feels like it's jumping in so much joy. Does this kind of thing really happen? Weird. I didn’t feel this way the first time I laid my eyes on him. This started when we started getting along. : Ok, nighty-night!

“Do you think I’m stupid?” Zane and I laughed as the wizard walked off in a huff. The music went back to being sad, and then it got happy as a second princess wearing a paper crown and Chloe’s headband around its dress walked on stage. “Hello!” she said. “I’m a princess. Are you a princess too?” “Yes!” said the first princess. “I am! It’s so great to meet you!” The princesses hugged. “Think of all the games we can play!” the first princess said.

he said and walked away leaving me hanging. No one ever walks away from me. I am Princess Charlotte. The spoiled vampire princess and very well known as a brat. I fixed my own clothing in a hurry, walked forward, and passed by him. Just when I was passing by him, he grabbed me by my arm and pulled me to his body.

Or why it was happening. I thought back to the moment I first saw her and my heart began to race. I watched as she shoved her hand into Marvs throat furiously, and ripped it from his body. I’d never seen such violence. Well.. I take that back actually, I have. But not by a Princess. I knew the moment I walked into the room who she was.. and I knew I had to take her. I didn’t know why.. I just knew I had to. And so I did. And I named her as my slave. See, I went to that castle looking for King Arthur. I was going to kill him and end this war once and for all.. until I saw her.