The Princess and the Pauper

The Princess and the Pauper

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Everyone believes that a royal life is all fun and games. That every kingdom is filled with horses and carriages. That there is no crime, or getting in trouble, other than the usual evil stepmother that's jealous of her stepdaughter. But what if I told you that's not how all kingdoms work out. That the image of perfection painted by every Disney movie you've ever seen has false advertised you into believing such fantasies. The Kingdom Of Embermoor, the only known kingdom left that fits the fancy little Disney description is about be dropped into my hands as my twenty first birthdays continues to get closer. But what if I don't want to follow my parents attempts at an arranged marriage? What if I don't want to be queen?
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*From Best Friends To Worst Enemies* "You really think you stand a chance Badboy?" I snorted. "You tell me." He had the audacity to smirk as I stood there covered in stale spaghetti. "So this is it then? The beginning of your end!" Fine I was a little overdramatic but so was he! He leaned in and I felt a slight tingling sensation in my skin--and no, it definitely wasn't the spaghetti! "Maybe if you didn't look like a blob of tomato sauce I'd feel a little bit threatened." "If this is how it has to be, bring it on Badboy!" And that's where it all began. The chaos. The drama. The fights. The drunk conversations. The sleepless nights. The hatred. The kisses. And well maybe? Eventually? The insane urge to punch that sexy smirk off his face! •••

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