Buenos Dias Princesa Novels & Stories

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

His daughter or the safety of all the palace dwellers. "Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, princess Alleta's voice was heard. The flustered King Dominic was surprised and looked towards the door. Princess Alleta appeared at the door. Everyone in the room stared at the princess. No one made a sound. Prince Chapistrano was amazed by the beauty of the princess. He did not take his eyes off the princess's face. "I will ask again. Are you looking for me, prince Chapistrano Timothy, prince of the kingdom of Cannibal Hill?" Princess Alleta asked once again in a firm tone. Prince Chapistrano gasped and became embarrassed. He immediately averted his gaze when the princess looked at him. "What a beaut

She arrives in the queen’s room finding Prince Julien and Queen Sophia amid discussion. “Hello, dear,” the queen stands and welcomes her with open arms, “how is your morning?” “This morning is one of the best ones of my life,” the princess replies. “Is that so?” the queen smiles at her and looks at Julien. “Did something great happen?” “Have you finally found an inspiration to write something again?” Julien joins in the conversation. “It’s nothing, I just feel great today.” Ariana answers.

He thundered and Princess Lahore paused, scoffing silently, Prince Henkel scoffed, ruffling his dyed green hair. "What's wrong with the dress Father?" He asked, glancing at his sister who secretly thanked him for supporting her - Prince Henkel is the first prince, first child of Luna Luciana. Princess Lahore catwalked, turning around for everyone to see; the bum short revealed parts of the two sides of her non fleshy buttocks as she shared them that the king had to shift his face sideways, who is this girl becoming?

I march downstairs and into the living room where Enrique is sitting with Marco while my dad’s in his study and my moms probably smoking a cigarette somewhere. “Fine I’ll work for you. However you’re not gonna make me do stupid chores like get lunch, coffee or do your laundry.” He looks at me confused. “ Princess I would never make you do those things. I’ll treat you like the perfect princess you are. No stupid chores.” “Really?” I ask completely taken aback. “ Of course my princess deserves nothing but the best.” He walks closer to be and I back up until he has me pinned against the wall. I look over to Marco for help but he’s too busy on his phone to care about anything.

Emily's POV "Are you shitting me?" Gen asked rhetorically as she threw herself face down in my bed in my hotel room, worn out from exhaustion. "I can't believe Sebastian is a prince," I finally spoke while staring at my reflection from a wine glass. I poured myself another drink. I was having one hell of a day. First, I had to put an abrupt end to my hotel project then I found out my ex-boyfriend was the Prince of Conovia and I was summoned by him and his father about the rights of the land.

"Hello princess Rayna." Princess Vida, the princess of Muzana beamed as she stood in front of Rayna. They had met at a grocery store. "Yeah. Hi, princess Vida." Princess Rayna feigned a smile. "So, I'm inviting you for my birthday party and you wouldn't want to miss it for anything. Dignitaries and royalties are gonna grace the occasion." Princess Vida said proudly. "Yeah, whatever. I ain't coming." Princess Rayna said, rather rudely and her tone sounded like, *I'm not interested.*

"When it's good evening, Buenas noches." "Can you repeat what I said?" he asked. I just stared at him and spoke boringly. "Buenas dias for good morning and buenas noches for good evening," I promised. "How about, Good afternoon?" he asked me with a smile. He thought I didn't know that? His lesson was very basic. It's boring. "Good afternoon," I said coldly to him. I heard Mary clapping behind me. I turned to him and smiled. Prince Tristan frowned.

prince : good morning cutie me: good morning prince : I thought someone will call me prince me : oh my dear prince iam sorry I called you because iam inviting you for breakfast prince : are you serious cutie me: yeah bring Roshan also with you prince : oh I thought only for me me : are you upset prince : no cutie I will be there in 10 minutes me: ok drive safe after that I bought the dishes to the dining table and waiting for him near door lucky came behind me and said " poor wife waiting for husband near door" this girl really mad i pulled her cheeks and said " yeah iam waiting for my husband" she started rubbing her cheeks which I pulled and said " wahh this girl becoming bold day by day"

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.