Biro Jasa Princess Novels & Stories

“She is more than that. She is leverage. She is power. Don’t underestimate what she brings. And don’t fail me, Jason” Jason’s lips curved into a bitter smirk. “I never fail.” But when he was alone later, staring at the city skyline, his mind wandered back to the princess’s eyes. She had looked at him not with fear, not with awe, but with something else. Resistance. Fire. For the first time in years, Jason felt something he didn’t recognize. Curiosity. And so the deal was sealed. Two worlds, so different they should have repelled each other, were about to collide. Emily, the Rose Princess who longed Adriana grabbed her hands, her voice urgent.

I don't know what to except, looking at the situation around me, we are surrounded, my family is being held hostage, and the guys aren't letting me go. "Victoria, you really are a bitch you know that", "True, but I'm the bitch that got your first mate", "Do you really think that you won, are you forgetting who I am, I'm THE fucking HYBRID PRINCESS bitch",

They walked across the room that surprisingly didn't echo. " Good evening Princess. May I ask who is with you please?" A voice said and they both turned to see where it had come from. A man almost as wide as he was tall stood nearby. How did that house of a man go unnoticed? " And what is your position and badge number, may I ask?" Sam replied. " Vice Head of Security Princess. Badge number 3110200242." The officer stood at attention and stated.

All of a sudden she heard a voice, "We need you, princess .....We need you, princess. " "Who's this?" she asked scared. She looked everywhere around her room but saw no one. Her eyes fell on a luminous creature in her garden visible to her from the window. It looked like a glowing white bunny. It was something magnetic about the creature. It was forcibly attracting Cynthia towards itself ."We need you princess ." the voice continued getting higher and higher. This call was full of suffering and sorrow. It felt like someone was waiting for Cynthia for along. Crying for help. However, Cynthia was no more eager to face any new adventure. Her mind was already full of confusion. "No more strange

Rosie gave her opinion as she was well aware of the food habits of the princess. "All right, so bring me some fresh fruits and a glass of milk," Princess Sabrina pushed herself to get up in her bed. "Sure, I will get them over here right away." Lily proceeded to fetch the fruits that the princess had requested. "Rosie, would you be able to braid my hair? And Jasmine and Mary, you can both retire to your own beds at this point." The princess flashed a grin as she nodded. "Of course, princess." It was a unanimous response from the three of them. While the other two maids were exiting the princess's room, Rosie stepped over and walked behind the princess and started braiding her hair.

he said, his voice filled with admiration, "But that's not all, Prince," Jessica continued, her eyes shining with excitement. "I've also brought a fully equipped bus. It's spacious and comfortable, perfect for transporting a large group of people around the Island. Whether it's for tours, events, or simply getting around, this bus will fulfill all your transportation needs." she said, Prince's eyes lit up with delight as he imagined all the possibilities. "Jessica, you've exceeded my expectations," he said, his voice filled with gratitude.

I trailed off, unsure what I was trying to say because I honestly didn't remember taking anything. "Of course, Your Highness. There must be some mistake." He wrung his hands a little. "But protocol… perhaps if you would just allow me a glance into your bag, we can clear this misunderstanding immediately." He still seemed hesitant, clearly conscious of my royal status. Just then, a sharp voice cut in. "What's going on here, with the Princess?" It was Mrs. Gable from the pottery stall, her arms crossed and a look of both concern and confusion on her face. "She was just at Mr. Elms' spoon stand."

I was up. The emcee looked at the paper and stammered. Through the microphone, you could hear him ask if the name was correct. They looked over at me and I raised a single brow at them. It seemed they were doubting what they saw. Eliza was snickering as she walked back to her seat. The emcee took a deep breath. “Her Royal Highness, Princess Elentari ‘Silk’ Tirisil. Princess of Faerl and Lunar Guardian. Graduating with honors, an Associates Degree in Computer Sciences and Communications. Minors in English Literature and Fine Arts. Accepted at Princeton, Yale, Berkeley, NYU, and UIC. Will be attending Berkeley.” The room went shockingly quiet as I approached the stage, each step felt heavier t

And I can hear silent sobs coming from the phone. "Peter Barone is La Reina's brother and the man I was betrothed to. Why Benedetto, why bring him up?Why now?" "I'm sorry, Bianca, I was reading Mama's will. I didn't mean to upset you." "I gotta go." I hear Bianca say before the line goes dead. Well, that was weird. I close my computer and set it into the chair beside me. Rubbing my temples with a headache, I close my eyes and set back. It's going to be a long flight.

The weather was cloudy and temperate and not hot and not cold. The visitors center itself stood as a small wooden building with a slanted roof and a pair of scarlet-red lanterns hanging at the door. Brochures were piled neat inside—Bamboo Grove excursions, boat cruises on the river, cultural tea ceremonies, rental kimonos. A young woman working behind the counter greeted me in Japanese and I bowed lightly and muttered, "Just browsing." I did not require a guide or map. I just needed to walk. And so I did