I actually was inspired a little, and I have a fake half-chapter that might interest you. 

I should have known that nothing good would ever come to me, I think bitterly to myself. But I had gotten my hopes up, believed that, despite my meager looks, one day someone would find my plain disposition and average appearance beautiful. But without a gown, no one would look at me twice!

 I was a fool to think that anyone would find me slightly pretty, let alone beautiful.

“M’lady? Are you alright?”

I quickly wipe the tears from my face, trying to force my soft, cherry-blossom lips into a shaky smile.

“Don’t worry Richard, I’ll be alright,” I lie.

Richard frowns at me. “M’lady, you need not lie to me, I see the pain in the shimmery pools glistening in your ocular orbs. My dear, I am here for you.”

Without warning, Richard grabs me by the waist, pulling me to my feet.

“Your breasts, they no longer smile,” Richard says sadly, cupping my bosoms in his hands. “Tell me, what is troubling you, my dear? I shall find whatever is troubling you, and I shall slay it with my…well, I do not have a sword, but I will do my best to strangle your worries to death with my bare hands!”

I can’t help but giggle. “Richard, you don’t need to do this.”

“M’lady, I will do anything for you.”

“I’m afraid this problem cannot be solved by violence,” I say sadly. “As you can see, my dress is ruined beyond repair. Without a gown, I will never be allowed to go to the ball, and I will forever remain alone in the world without anyone to love me.”

“I care for you, m’lady. No matter what, I will always be here for you as a good friend.”

“Richard, you don’t understand. Without a gown, I am hideous.”

“Not at all, m’lady! Your beauty outshines the morning sun, with or without a fancy dress. In fact, I would say you are far prettier without any clothes at all. But, as your good friend, I have an answer to your woes. For you see, I happen to have an acquaintance who will be able to make you a gown in time for the ball, and it will no doubt be even more lovely than the one you were wearing earlier. Do not worry about the cost, the man owes me a favor for not reporting the dead bodies I found in his basement to the royal guards. Now, away we go!”

Taking my hand, Richard sweeps me away down the halls.

Hope blooms in my chest, perhaps my fate is not as cruel as I had once imagined!

Richard leads me down a maze of endless hallways. Despite my questioning, he refused to reveal anything more about his friend beyond an assurance of their skill.

“After all, m’lady, would I ever steer you wrong?”

I just...how can someone hate the color green THAT much? Did someone named Mr. Green kill her family in the ballroom with a wrench? 
 

Third degree burns? Never heard of 'em. 

His unique pair of ococulus uterque gazed deep within my soul, the twin orbs of crimson and garnet irises a sharp contrast against the the inky pools of his pupils. 

My heart fluttered out of my chest.

"Kiss me," he growls.

Upon kissing each other, both of us became super pregnant.

The End.

To make up for my mistakes, I have some stuff for you. 

1.) Our heroine is secretly part dragon???? #notclickbait 

2.) Trapped in an enclosed space together, whatever shall they do? 

3.) True love's kiss or something.

4.) He loves her but he has to stay away!!! To protect her!!!

Does anyone else dislike the word 'lover'? It just makes me feel uncomfortable. The same goes for 'mate'. 

oof my bad. i guess i just assumed they were the same person? 

now i hide in shame. my reputation is in tatters. 

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh now i see why i was so confused, i must have missed the part about him being the SON of the dragon king. 

woops.

Who shall teach our lovely lady to dance? Shall it be Nice Guy™ Richard, or Dracus the Dragon King? Will she accidentally trip, and fall on her partner, accidentally planting her boobies right on his face? Her badonkadonks? Her womanly bosoms bouncing up and down? Will someone walk in at the worst possible moment? Oh, what drama lies ahead for our heroine!

I found something terribly good that I have to share. It's the blurb of a story someone wrote called Goldilocks and the Triplet Alphas

Chasity has spent years being picked on by the identical Triplets: Alpha Alex, Alpha Felix and Alpha Calix Thorn. They’re rich, handsome and popular werewolves and they make sure Chasity knows she is a poor, "fat" and unpopular she-wolf. The boys pull her golden curls and mock her every move, nicknaming her ChaRity because she was taken into the pack house when left behind by her gambling, drug-addict parents. She cooks and cleans for free to pay off the debts incurred by her parents to the wolf pack. She’s relieved to count down the days to her eighteenth birthday when she can leave her pack behind forever. The last thing on her mind is finding out who her mate is when she comes of age. On her birthday, she is horrified to discover that her former tormenters, the Alpha Triplets, are her fated mates, all three of them. She has seven more months of hell aka high school before she can flee. The Triplets who are filled with remorse and lust for their little mate are determined to spend the next seven months convincing her to stay. Is it too little too late or will their happily ever after be just right? 

And yes, all of this is real, and the story has 22 chapters and 2558 reads. 

True, true. 

I'm going around the site leaving constructive critism on various stories, just to see if anyone responds. My goal is to be polite, but still firm. I wonder what will happen...