Amy Vs Princess Peach Novels & Stories

my little princess asked softly, her big eyes full of worry. I immediately softened. “No, sweetheart. Daddy isn’t angry at Grandpa.” Before I could say more, the king added gently, “It’s just how adults talk when they have serious things to discuss.” “Oh?” Amy blinked, tilting her head. “But I don’t like it when adults yell.” Her innocent words pierced right through me. I crouched to her level and said, “I’m sorry, princess. I promise I won’t yell anymore.” Her lips curved into a bright smile. “Okay!” she chirped. “Can we go out and see the ocean? I want to meet Aria too! I want to play in the garden where I can see the ocean. Amy loves the ocean!”

Amy finishes her coffee and prepares to get the day started. The morning and lunch rush went by in a blur. She didn’t even know it was almost 6 pm when the other servers asked her to take a break. Taking a booth at the back, Amy thinks back to the day before. Antonio had claimed her as his and it felt oddly exhilarating. A blush was creeping up into her neck when she remembered the way Antonio kissed her and called her his ‘Principessa.’

she asked. I let out a short laugh. “Not really.” The other wolfless girls stood in a semicircle around me, their faces varying degrees of shocked and concerned. Amy crossed her arms. “So. You’re the princess,” she said. I looked at her. “Was.” “And Bianca’s been pretending to be you this whole time?” “Yeah.” Amy snorted. “That’s fucked up.” “Tell me about it.” Amy pushed off the door and moved closer, her expression softening. “Is it true? What Bianca said about that creep, Ambrose?”

Jason was already grinning like a smug little gremlin. “You ready to lose, Yuyu?” he teased, cracking his knuckles. I smirked. “Sweetheart, you were born to lose.” “Oh-ho! Talk big while you still can,” he shot back. The match started, and the entire nerd squad gathered around us, throwing in their usual unnecessary commentary. "Yuyu, if you lose, I'm never speaking to you again," Amber said dramatically. why was she here again? It was like she couldn't stay one day away from Jason, and honestly it was starting to freak me the shit out.

“My mommy thinks you're a good person.” “She does?” She nodded. “Yes. I do, too. My name is Amaya but my mommy calls me ‘Princess’ sometimes. Are you a princess? You look like a princess. My mommy says princesses are so beautiful and you're the most beautiful lady on earth.” “Aww.” Her words melted my heart as I pulled her in for a hug. “You're so sweet, Amaya. Can I be your friend?” She giggled. “You've always been my friend.” Then she reached into the right pocket of her dress and took out some more candies.

“It’s me. Amy.” Stella opened her mouth and hesitated. Her eyebrows drew back as she contemplated her words as if she was afraid to offend me. “You’re the princess, right? I’m so sorry, your highness, I mean no disrespect, but I think you have the wrong girl. I don’t have a sister.”

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

Amy said with her hands clasped together, her eyes were shining while looking at Amelia. Amelia had her long curly brown hair braided and tied in a half knot with small flowers attached to the braid. The dress that she chose showed her prominent collarbones and subtly revealed her evident curves. She wore dainty accessories that complimented the dress and on her left finger was the ring that Damian gave her. Because she already had a natural beauty, she only wore light makeup. Truly, Amelia looked like a fairy who descended on the human realm. "Madam Lia! You're really beautiful! Just like a princess!" Maisy commented loudly.

In the midst of all of the chaos I am still thinking about how Erebus doesn’t want me to be his Queen. “Hello Luna,” the one with the dressing bag greets us and all three of them curtesy sweetly. “I am Anna. This is Amy, she will be doing your hair. And that is Amelia, she will be doing your make-up.” Putting on a fake smile I nod gently to each of them and introduce myself and Sophie. Without hesitation they help us into our overly large seats and the pampering begins. Anna buffs and pants my fingernails and toenails, while Amy fusses over my hair. Amelia and Sophie are chatting like old friends while Amelia applies her make up. When they finish their jobs they swap places and Amelia

I will be your maid here, so order me what you want, please. Lian smiles at her fondly: Thank you, Lisa; you are really cute. shyly Lisa: Thank you, ma'am. Lynn licks her lips together. Lisa, may I ask a question? Lisa nodded quickly. Of course my lady is an American. Lian Potter: What is the safest What is the name of His Highness the Prince? Surprised Lisa: He is His Highness. Prince Maxus, the sixth prince among his brothers Lian is surprised: