Who Made Me A Princess Side Story Novels & Stories

If William rejected my proposal, my fate would be sealed, there was no other sure way of escaping the clutches of the Emperor and Theodore. The next morning, my nanny was just finishing tidying my hair when a knock on the door put us on alert. It was unusual for them to have such respect for me, but it seemed that my recent punishments had had the desired effect. My nanny went to open the door, and a maid, followed by two soldiers, appeared. "I greet Your Highness, the first princess of the empire of Arventia, Princess Camellia Arventia," they said at the same time. I got up from my chair and signaled for them to stand.

And i'm sitting on the loveseat. Half way through the movie Kaizer suddenly spoke. "Oh, Dude can we talk to you about some business?" he asks stressing the last word then glancing my way making me frown. That definitely means something. "Just say it she'll know about it anyways" Xavier state. "She's part of her family's org. so you guys have nothing to hide from her" he continues and it drowns into me. They are also part of the mafia Xavier runs. With that said all three of them turned to me with surprise. "Who knew the famous Cloudethe Raze Mariano is a mafia princess" Sebastian state making me chuckle. "Yeah..a princess you gotta be scared of" Xavier commented meaningfully making all of ou

KATHY❤💯🌈: Hey Good afternoon/night Sweetheart 💕 Damn she calls me princess now 😱 if i'm your princess then you're my queen 👑.. I missed you sooo much today.. Can't wait for you to be back tomorrow. There are some messages on WhatsApp waiting to be read by you ❤️.. I missed you today and I hope you be okay.. ❤❤.. I love you...❤

I feel like I'm one of those bullies who takes advantage of their assets and make other people feel like losers. I maybe a Princess-like born with such fortune in front of me, but I'm still a human. I am also full of flaws and imperfections like any other person out there. Maybe I am a modern princess, but not in fairytales. --------- Third person's POV Sylvia couldn't help but lose an owl laugh because of what she heard. Now she knows the reason why her daughter went to Olivia Wines ’son’s office. And the business matters that it said are just a favor related to the selection of the construction company that will work for the new project to be launched by the company.

*Elentari POV* I woke up the next day, happy the color was still in my hair. I curled it as best I could overnight while sleeping in curlers. I went to my closet and was happy to see more clothes. There was an extremely cute knee-length black lace dress with a built-in corset. A matching lace choker was on the hanger as well. I paired them with my knee-high heeled boots and smiled. I used a spell to create a magnificent curly updo with braids and smiled at myself. I felt like a princess today. I had come to accept my curves in the last few days and smiled, looking at myself from every direction in the mirror. This was my last day as a normal person. After today, I will be the Princess of Fae

~A girl so happy yet so silent Her heart pure like the snow So afraid she was of people And yet she loved a boy He was as charming as a prince And lit up her world in diamonds She was the happiest she had ever been But a flower always dies Turned out he was a demon The princess he now held captive A high tower in the mountains Her heart closed down in darkness Now she hates him... No escape left, all went quiet The princess in the mountains They say her ghost now hates silence The prince that was a demon He was never seen in the forest.~ The book pages had some teardrops on them for, by the end of the poem, Siana’s eyes were covered in tears. Her mind was filled with questions after she fini

I march downstairs and into the living room where Enrique is sitting with Marco while my dad’s in his study and my moms probably smoking a cigarette somewhere. “Fine I’ll work for you. However you’re not gonna make me do stupid chores like get lunch, coffee or do your laundry.” He looks at me confused. “ Princess I would never make you do those things. I’ll treat you like the perfect princess you are. No stupid chores.” “Really?” I ask completely taken aback. “ Of course my princess deserves nothing but the best.” He walks closer to be and I back up until he has me pinned against the wall. I look over to Marco for help but he’s too busy on his phone to care about anything.

“The dragon prince.” “The dragon prince?” Cara asked. Hana nodded, and her sister sat on the edge of the wooden surface. She snatched the wet wipe from Hana to remove the rest of the makeup on her face. “From your book?” Her eyes closed. “Yes.” “But the current version says Kyle doesn’t have a girlfriend. That he waited for his princess until the end,” Cara reminded her. Her sister’s movement had stopped, but Hana refused to open up to her. She didn’t have answers to Cara’s many, unspoken questions. “Wait, is the prince based off someone you know? Someone we know?”

He sighed, thinking about how much easier everything would have been if his Cinderella had left a shoe for him to find a little earlier than five years later “But, you’ll soon realize what makes them a little different. Especially because this story is more about the prince than it is about her. At least, that’s the side of the story I’m most familiar with.” “I’ve never seen a story about a prince before!” she said excitedly “Will he talk to his princess at the end? Will he fight a dragon?” “We’ll see…” Massimo laughed sadly, hoping she wouldn’t be too disappointed “For starters, this prince didn’t know he was born a prince until he was a little older. His mother was a kind seamstress who fe

"So what? She's not good enough for you anymore either?" Cassian's eyes reddened. His voice cracked as he finally confessed. "No. That's not it. Back then... we did it to make you learn to value us. We only pretended to leave you. Pretended we liked her. In exchange, we became her test subjects and protected her." He told me everything, tripping over the words, humbled and frantic. I stood there in silence. Then my mouth curved into a mocking smile. How ridiculous. Every humiliation, every wound I'd swallowed...