Romans & histoires Amy Vs Princess Peach

“But she glared at you, that's Barbaric Elena, You're the princess!” “I know and it doesn't matter, she's connected to the Dragon king and I can't lose her for any reason.” Their eyes all widened in shock at her statement as they stared at me strangely. “Is that why King Vladimir is not here? I miss him and even brought a gift.” Amy whined sadly and I gritted myt teeth, I could almost burst in frustration. “Quit your delusions Amy, my brother has his chosen one!” “ I know, I could just be his concubine but have you seen her, is she prettier than I am? Is she blonde and sexy than me?”.

◇AVI POV◇ Finally I became dad iam so happy my son is same as cutie his features everything my princess is same as me even she behaves like me sometimes today it's my babies naming ceremony my cutie is busy in making my babies ready I taken my princess into my arms she always stays in my arms than my son he is mamma's boy always stays with my cutie we came downstairs Roshan bought his princess like cutie and ishi our daughters also love each other everyone is waiting for us when they seen my princess aryan took her from my hands and started playing

She followed Harry as he leads her to the living area where he put the high glasses filled with fruitshakes. "I don't know what flavor do Miss Siren likes so I just brought different flavors." She started smelling them. "Mango," it's the yellow one. "Avocado," the green one. "Pomegranate," the purple one. "Strawberry." She casually took a sip on the last one. It was sweet too. And the mixture of the fruit and milk was superb. "Is it good?" Harry asked. She smiled sheepishly like a child and gives him a thumbs up.

{AVELINE} "AVELINE, pour some tea into my cup!" Princess Octavia commanded. I immediately followed her order. I approached the table where the three princesses were sitting. I took the tea pot and carefully poured tea into her cup. She was busy admiring herself in her handheld mirror that she always carried everywhere. Before I could turn away, Princess Viviana grabbed my attention. "Aveline, bake us some cookies. I want to eat right now," she demanded.

"The thorns were easy, Derek. Next week? Next week, the ground won't be the only thing you're digging for." She turned away, her silk dress swishing like a blade, leaving the "Alpha Prince" standing alone in the middle of the crowded room, finally realizing that the girl he had rejected wasn't just a player in the game she owned the board.

PIETRO GIACOMETTI Peaches thinks she broke last night, she is currently thinking of how she lost control but she has no idea and no clue that she was still far from losing control. She was still far from the things I had ready for her and she was totally unprepared for the amount of control she would lose over herself and the amount I would lose over her.

Ryan paid a greeting to the future empress and resumed staring at his woman, they both cast each other side-by-side glances, ignoring the two other love birds. Amy didn't like that Ace wanted to seat next to them, so she signaled Amelia that they were going to change seats, she stood up from her chair and made to leave. “Where are you going to Amy?” she hates when he calls her that, but she hates to admit that she likes the other name. “You do not own this place, mr Crown Prince, I could go wherever. He shrugs, a grin lurking on his lips while he stares at her trying to leave, but not so fast, as her clothes brush against the diamond metal of his cloth drawing her back, and sending her into

“Then stop calling me princess, Phoenix.” “Why not? You’re my princess. It suits you.” I roll my eyes and pick from my purse when my phone buzzes. It’s Amy. “Really, Amy? Is this your plan on setting up Phoenix to pick me up?” She giggles, “Works well, isn’t it?” I groan which makes Phoenix chuckle, “This isn’t funny. I really hate you right now. Next time, I will not tell you anything, so that you can’t set me up.”

My breath gets caught in my chest at what I find inside, and it takes everything in me not to rush forward. A nursery. A god damned nursery greeted me with Jessica sitting in a rocking chair, clutching a soft looking cream bunny plushy in her arms. She wanted to be a mother, had a room planned for a baby to come right away. Gods, she was perfect and that fucker ruined his chance. “Princess?” I call softly, pushing the door open and slowly stepping inside. She looks up with wide, teary eyes, her face tear-stained as she tries to fight back the sniffles.

Samuel looked at her worriedly. "Selene?" Samuel asked again in a hesitant tone, but he still got no answer. He was beginning to worry about her feelings. Mike, on the other hand, was completely distracted by the woman. He offered his hand politely. "And what is a suitable name for such a beautiful woman?" The woman blushed and replied, "I'm Princess Amy, sir."