6 Hearts Princess Novels & Stories

I cross my arms on top of the steering wheel and rest my head on them trying to relax, maybe that way I can clear my mind for possible ideas. I already know! I can't contain my silly smile when imagining his reaction when he sees it, I think I'm going to earn even a few more points with my princess, I start the car and he takes off in the direction of a little shop. There I can't control myself and I take everything I think is necessary to see my partner's smile, I take two boxes in the shape of hearts, two containers that look like those for toothpaste, ribbons and bows, wrapping paper, a paper bag full with red hearts and flowers and a mug with the words "Stubbornness is my middle name", I

Even the male prisoners around me seem taken aback by their enchanting beauty. The green-eyed vampire speaks again, directly at me this time, "Like what you see princess?" he winks at me. His eyes stay glued to me, and I realize he is waiting for me to answer him. I resist rolling my eyes. First “little girl” and now “princess”? I mean, yeah, “princess” is the technically correct term, but I’ll be fucked if I tell him that. They don’t know that my father is the Werewolf King. They don’t know that I’m the hybrid princess to a kingdom that could rival their own. They don’t know that when I finish enacting my revenge on this pitiful human empire, I will pay them a visit and take pleasure in sep

“I am excited to share with you all the news of our engagement. After falling in love with this incredibly beautiful woman, I couldn’t resit asking for her hand in marriage and she honoured me by saying yes.” Cheers of congratulations filled the air as the bustling sound of excitement spread. For the most part, it seemed the kingdom of Avalon were overjoyed with the union of their future king and the hybrid princess. Princess Belle had always been known as a kind leader, despite her werewolf counterpart, and this was known across all the kingdoms. It was also known how much she loved her people and how she cared for them, so the people of Avalon felt as though they were in good hands.

This was really the chance of a lifetime. The young woman looked at the trees through the armored window of the limousine. There was a large garden with flowers and fruits. She saw a huge statue of her father... Let's say of Mirabelle's father next to a huge fountain. It was like in the movies... Beautiful, extraordinary and...royal. How she wanted to shout her joy to everyone... She was a princess... A real princess... - Majesty... Said one of the bodyguards as he opened the door for her...

She leaned back on the door and dropped to the ground as she felt her head going round in circles. Why the hell did he do that? Eleanor grunted lightly when she recalled the feel of his lips on hers. She still can't quite understand why he'd do that. It's so absurd. She stood up from the ground shaking her head vigorously like she wanted to shut the thoughts off her mind. This can't be happening. She has to find a way to stop it. No one must know of it, it's only gonna put her in more trouble than ever. There's Sabrina, the wicked Princess who hates her for nothing. There's the Queen, who detests her the most than any other royal in the castle. There's the king, his brother, Elliot. She's on

Cassia repeatedly tried to divert her mind. Keefe did have intoxicating good looks that could seduce both women and men. It seemed that he was very good at conquering the hearts of anyone he wanted, except for Edmund. “Don't joke around, Keefe. I'm serious. This isn't the right time to be messing around. I must…" Keefe interrupted Edmund's sentence and continued with his own version. “You have to support the last dragon prince, Draco Black, to get The Heart of Magic. Am I right?" asked Keefe, guessing correctly.

Royal Guardian H E M I L I A "I don't think this is going to work between us." The Prince said to his lover, who began to cry. It's Princess Flora, her beautiful body covering her forms with prestigious clothing as a person from the aristocracy like a golden gown, her face spotless and round suited her perfectly, her blonde hair sparkling under the hot sun framing her face and lastly those blue eyes filling up with tears, heartbroken and desperate for his attention.

the nurse said and bowed. If you don't know, Yna, Alexa, Me, Clarence, Blaze, Clyde, Drake and I are princes and princesses. This is because there are 6 kingdoms. First is the Fire kingdom where the prince and princess are Blaze and Alexa. Second is the Earth Kingdom of which Clarence is the prince. Third is the wind kingdom where the princess is me. Fourth is the Water kingdom where Yna is the princess. Fifth is the Ice kingdom of which Clyde is the prince. Sixth is that the Royal Kingdom is the ruler or highest and most powerful of all kingdoms and it’s prince is Drake and Princess is the princess. Maybe it’s already obvious what power we had right? But the princess is in the mortal world

"Because I care so much about you, even more than those girls who are striving to lure you into the act of lesbian" "Your happiness is my joyfulness Princess" Amelia keeps insisting. As a good friend, she is trying her best to stop Diana from getting involved in any act of lesbian. "Fine, I understand you care about me but please you need to understand me too" "I have no other choice than getting myself a loving girl that will always put me on a low key, or you wanna be my partner?" Diana requested. "Horrible! Princess! they are only telling you the sweet part of it, not the other side"

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.