Who Made Me A Princess Lucas Novels & Stories

Lucas smiled, "Hell yeah! You have never treated me better but maybe those puppies are much better than me. That's why you rescued them and put them under a shelter while it was raining so hard." "You…" Lisa widened her eyes, "Were you following me?" "No way…" Lucas clarified quickly, "I was passing by and was about to go out to help the puppies. Then I saw a petite girl running from the other direction and picking up the puppies. She was drained but didn't stop to help those innocent beings. I looked at you for a long time until you finished and went back." While saying Lucas's eyes were gentle and their voice was low and magnetic. He was describing Lisa as a princess in a fairy tale.

I couldn't get revenge on Imelda or my friend, they were nobody, they didn't matter in the grand scheme of things. But Princess's family? They had everything. Money, power, status, happiness. And they'd taken everything from me. So I would take everything from them. I used the small amount of money I had left to make arrangements, to create evidence, to set the stage for the most elaborate con I'd ever attempted. I found a cheap voice actor who could do a decent impression of an older man and had him record the "conversation" between me and Princess's father. Then I had a professional work on it to sound exactly like Lucian Knight's voice.

It was a gentle tap, one only my Princess used. “Uncle Hunter.” Her voice calls out cheerily, and I chuckle. It seems she wants to pretend she didn’t see what happened last night. “Yes, Princess?” I call back, a long pause settling between us. “I made breakfast if you’re hungry.” Jessica stutters out. I grin, the thought of eating her cooking again making me want to rush out the door.

she explained Marcus’s brows furrowed, “Your late father? I thought John owned the company,” he said, confused. John had boasted several times to Marcus about being the owner. “No, he doesn’t,” Sophia replied, her tone polite but firm. She then shifted her focus back to the governor, her smile returning. “S.M is a company that caters to luxury items for celebrities, sir. We’d love to have you as a client.” The governor turned to her, about to speak, when Marcus interrupted again.

' He tells me with a smirk. And that was how my suffering began. I became a maid in a palace where I used to be a princess. A soft yet painful chuckle escaped my lips as I approached the pack brothers. I had been living in the pack now for two years as a maid, with no food nor shelter.

I’d just blinked back a tear when the door opened and Lucas walked in. “There’s my princess,” he grinned from ear to ear, “looking like a gorgeous bride, just like I’d imagined for years,” he stopped at my side and the maids bowed to him sheepishly before carrying on. Every word that left his lips set my soul on fire, anger was blazing through every nerve in my body and I felt like I would combust if I didn’t let that frustration out somehow.

Lucas was about to make me his slave in the name of his wife and no one saw anything wrong with it. “After all, you guys aren't related.” Everyone said to me like it was some sort of acceptable. I knew I was going to lose the comfort I enjoyed as a Princess of the Royal house but I was willing to take that risk as far as I had my freedom. My father's inheritance was taken away from him by this Royal Palace, I just needed who it was that ordered the death of my father. Was it Lucas or Alpha-king Magnus? Who was it that made a helpless 8 year old fatherless?

She thought he would recognize her right away but was surprised when his eyes showed no recognition. “Lucas, this is Princess Mia. Mia, this is our son, Lucas,” King Arlan introduced. Lucas stepped in front of Mia and held out his hand for her to take. She stared at it for a brief moment and then back at his eyes. He lowered his hand after a beat of silence and his frown deepened. He glanced over her shoulders at the warriors who stood a good foot away and his frown deepened even more. “You have female warriors?” He asked, confused. “I never heard of such a thing.”

he said to the man, pointing at a sofa that formed a semicircle. "Your majesty," one of the abductors said, bowing respectfully. "We found Princess Ashanti at a human wedding. She was so carried away, dancing with her human boyfriend. At first, I thought she was someone else, but surely, I recognized her and decided to bring her to you." My father's face, who was unreadable before, now had a shocked amusement look. "You even got yourself a boyfriend? My little girl, did you think you could hide from me forever?" him calling me little girl was so irritating. I stared at the high ceilings decorated with domes and then the walls lined with book

"You are a princess Alicia. You just haven't realized it yet." My heart flips. For a second, I am lost in the dilated orbs of his blue eyes. I have never been called a princess in my life until now. I have never even been treated like one. It feels cheesy, but it also feels nice hearing it so honestly from Luke. "Thank you Luke." "For what?" "I have never been called a princess until now." "And I have never been complimented by anyone for being full of surprises until yesterday. Guess we are now even."