Call Me Princess Novels & Stories

It was a gentle tap, one only my Princess used. “Uncle Hunter.” Her voice calls out cheerily, and I chuckle. It seems she wants to pretend she didn’t see what happened last night. “Yes, Princess?” I call back, a long pause settling between us. “I made breakfast if you’re hungry.” Jessica stutters out. I grin, the thought of eating her cooking again making me want to rush out the door.

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"Prince wants to see you, Princess" I nodded and looked at the old lady whose mouth fell little as she called me Princess. But, Ignoring her and settling the dagger, I moved. 'This is Do or Die" I took a long breath.

How are you Grandma and My Lord? We're fantastic. Your brother has phoned, Princess. Princess took the phone from Grandma's grasp. Where have you gone, my Lord? Princess is her name. I'm on my way to becoming who I want to be. Are you certain, my Lord? Yes, princess, I am certain. If you are indeed on your way, then why have you called? This is a thoughtful question. There's a problem I need to discuss with Grandma, so please hand the phone over to her. You will undoubtedly see me in your mansion tomorrow morning.

I needed just this. "You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" Princess Naomi's voice preceded her as my eyes caught her standing, hands on her hips, with her eyes locked to me. "Why are you here?" I asked from the pool. "What does he see in you that he cannot see in me? There's nothing unique or amazing about you. You're just a leech who wobbled here to suck his life away, but I'm not about to just sit around and let that happen!"

She calls me. I smiled at her so I approached, "Yeah, what is it?" "I just want to say that you're not a princess all the time. Maybe you forgot, we still have a team to take care of. We must keep the team spirits up, you know? You can play Princess later at home, okay?"

Papa called out, his voice echoing through the hall. I approached, my heart doing a nervous flutter. Caius turned, his kind eyes lighting up as he saw me. He was even more handsome in person, his presence exuding a quiet confidence. “Princess Isla,” he said, his voice a warm melody, bowing with graceful formality. “It is a pleasure to finally have this opportunity.” “Prince Caius,” I replied, managing a polite curtsy, a faint blush rising on my cheeks. For a fleeting moment, his genuine interest in me offered a sliver of hope, a possibility of a life beyond the encroaching shadows.

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

“It’s fine, I’m just letting you know because I won’t be happy. Are you okay?” “Yes I am” “So why did you call?” “I don’t feel okay, I Wanted to come over” “I’ll send Nicholas to come get you” he says and hangs up. I wish he could have come pick me up, but I guess going with Nicholas can’t be that bad. I put on a free gown and apply a little makeup on my face. I get a call from an unknown number and I just assume it’s Nicholas “Hello Princess” he mimics Jim “Nicholas, stop it” I laugh wholeheartedly.

I was still fully dressed, but I walked up to the woman who was looking at me like I was a piece of meat. “What’s your name, princess?” I asked her. “You can call me, Cherry.” She purred. “Ok, Cherry, you will do as I say. I will untie you, but If you are naughty you will get tied right back up. Understood?” I purred. She nodded her head.