Who Made Me A Princess Spoilers นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Another shocking family revelation. "Y-You're the 2nd Prince, my uncle. H-How did you get here? I thought you were dead." Caspian asked, bewildered. "Of course not! My dad is the 2nd Prince of the Leonhart Empire! That makes me a princess, and you, my cousin! And once the device is fixed, we'll take over the Empire too!" Claire stupidly said. Wow, if she's a real villain in a novel, she would have failed. How could she disclose such important objectives? Well, this works better for us. But this f*cking bastard and his organization will be destroyed indefinitely!

she showed my prince I*******m id he announced himself about the news so all these days vio and sals are right I'm a fool who believed him always thinking he remember that promise but everything is fake today I understood I don't have even strength to speak I took my bag and went directly to cafe to take keys from mom to go home she asked "what happened princess" I replied "headache mom" she gave keys and asked me to take rest I went inside room and locked the door I sat under shower and let go of my tears which are eagerly waiting to fall pippin is looking me I said "he is sobb fake pippin he is bad sobbb" I'm hitting ground and crying like a crazy person I hate him I will never message him

“Humph, who cares. You didn’t even succeed. It was Princess Kay who had the antidote and created it. She was the one who delivered it and saved the innocence from more treachery of that disease.” Princess Kay faked a smile. “Oh, thank goodness they didn’t know that it was this stupid woman that created the enhancing antidote. If they did I would have been booted out of this place already for my useless.” PRINCESS KAY’S FLASHBACK “If you tell the Empeor and Empress about marrying me when we return, during the ceremony I will announced to the world of breaking our engagement,” said Princess Kay. “You serious?” asked Crown Prince. “Yes. I promise.”

To have all of this as something normal, guaranteed? My phone buzzed in my pocket. It was a message from Annabelle. [Already at the palace? Send pics!] I grinned, snapping a quick shot of the view outside the window and sending it back to her. The reply came almost instantly. [HOLY SHIT! Is this real?? You're officially a princess now!] I shook my head, slipping my phone back into my pocket. I wasn't a princess. I was an impostor. A wedding dress salesgirl pretending to be something I wasn't. How long until someone figured it out?

It was too much. “You were right to say her leaving was unfortunate. But that’s the understatement of the year.” Scott tilted his head like a curious dog. “What do you mean?” And just like that, the power of the conversation shifted back into my hands. Around us, the other rogues perked up, their interests piqued. “She’s the princess,” I said. “The Alpha King’s daughter. The one they all thought was gone.” Scott’s smirk faltered, and for a second, I thought he might actually understand the gravity of what I’d just said. A few of the onlooking rogues gasped around us. They were being rewarded for their loyalty by being some of the first to know.

Looks like i'm gonna have fun after all. Stepping close to him the others stepped back to make way. "Why don't you shut up and climb that ring asshole" i say coldly. He then began to laugh sarcastically then looked at me. He's only a few inch taller than me. "Princess I think you should head back home and braid your dolly and not stay here to fight with a big man." I looked at him dead in the eyes then smirked "why you scared to get your ass kicked by a princess" i ask emphasising the last word. Just like i've expected he turned red in anger and stepped towards me. He was about to throw a punch but I was quick to duck and throw him a punch straight in the face knocking him out instantly.

Two of them were a part of the four that checked on her. "Oh look it's the Princess." one said. "You best be glad that you got yourself a Prince." "And you best count your days. Because I can guarantee you won't be alive in the next week." she bit back. He got up from the couch and walked towards her. "Huh? What'd you say bitch?" Aurora sneered. "God you smell like a dog house. It would be a good thing to kill you after all." "What?!" "Cut it out," Caden said and glared at the man.

Princess Naomi was from a neighboring country and was raised by her parents King Leon, III and Queen Emeralda. King Leon was cold-hearted and his people feared him. He made enemies wherever he went and that was one of the causes of his untimely assassination five years ago. The news was devastating to the Three Kingdoms, so the Queen of England advised my father that the next king of his court should marry the Princess of Scots to form an alliance and a much more united kingdom before the throne was handed over to the enemies. Father agreed and, now that I was next in line, I was deemed to marry the Princess, and I was looking forward to it.

He looked really funny, like an ugly princess waiting for princess charming, it looked really funny and I couldn't help but laugh. He shot me a hard glare which made me laugh even louder, ‘Seriously, you look like an ugly princess waiting for a true love kiss.’ I blurted out wiping a tear that was due to laughing too hard. I regained my composure a moment later only to find him staring at me weirdly like his eyes were searching for my soul and darkest secrets, I shrugged taking my sit beside him before handing him the tray of food, which contain mostly greens and eggs then milk. When he didn’t take the tray from me I explained, ‘I didn’t have any male clothes and yours was already torn and d

“There are four of us that the Queen picked for this mysterious princess. You, me, Max and fucking douche-bag Lunerly. Twenty-five percent chance that one of us gets her.” “Yeah,” Thorne mumbled. “Great.” “Your chance at happiness shouldn’t be twenty-five percent,” Kairos continued. “Probably less than that. What if this Princess is a mega bitch?” Thorne chuckled slightly at that. He nodded in agreement. “Yeah,” he said. He turned to look at Kairos. “You would’ve been okay if it was the wolfless girl?”