Dad Little Princess Novels & Stories

She and her mom, Emily, had just returned from a magical birthday trip to Disneyland, a whirlwind adventure that left Zephyr brimming with stories and memories. Emily walked a few steps behind, her expression a blend of exhaustion and quiet contentment. Meanwhile, Zephyr’s attention drifted. Staring at the floor as she walked, she found herself pondering an important question: were her second toes really longer than her big toes? Her thoughts were interrupted when she bumped into someone, jolting her back to the present.

I wonder what was that and why me ! such bad nightmare . Once sun threw her strings declaring her time worthy to be in the show, i quickly left my room and went to my mom's , just to threw myself on her fragile body to get her hug that's so healing to my soul ,she made me forget about it with only touching my hair and we carried on our daily adventure in our life , where I have to read a book a day , cook a meal with the maids, clean afterwards for sure , take my lessons in healing and equestrian , you might wonder how can a princess be raised like this specially under her mother's provision who is quietly the rightful queen and initially a former princess.

The weather has cooled their minds, and the craze and hunger have subsidized. Princess Valentina laughs carefree in the mirror as she watches Phoebe, daughter of her personal maid Katrina, playing with the dolls. The five summers old looked desperate to make her two stuffed dolls talk back. Katrina, who was standing behind the Princess, combing long cherry blonde hairs with a silver comb, smiled. Her thin fingers gently brushed the tangled hair of the Princess before she goes to bed. “Mamma, Eila is being mean to Nili,” Phoebe complained raising the doll dressed in a blue skirt. The princess finally turned to look at the little one along with her maid, and the two females giggled.

He said. “This is my mate, Maisie, and my little girl, Tara.” He said. His mate, Maisie, bowed her head. “Might I say you are absolutely glowing, Princess?” She said with a smile. “Thank you.. you’re too kind. I didn’t know Loren had a mate.. you are quite beautiful.” I said truthfully. “Thank you.” She said with a bright smile. The little girl pulled from Loren’s leg and ran up to me and tried to climb on my lap and Loren reached for her.

My parent’s and his Knight would not approve of us being out of our room so late at night. "I don't want a party. They are all about being a doll and I don’t get to have any fun." My small child voice replies. I hate parties. Everyone invited wans to fawn over me or my parents. If they can’t get to me, they visit my cousin and she adores the attention as a Princess. She is third in line for the Throne if something happens to me and my parents.

she mumbled. "I actually do. My job is to get you prepared for the real world and toughen up your skin since it seems like you're far from there, Princess." Aurora was facing away from him and she could not help the smirk that made its way onto her face. Her number one rule of life was to always be underestimated. If her targets underestimate her then they would lower their guard and therefore make the job easier for her. She had been treated as Princess her entire life and grew up pampered and praised. But there was some point when she decided to change it up a bit. She still enjoyed being treated like one and acting like a baby sometimes but outside of the house, she was a completely diffe

- Are we there yet? - Yes... Get out. Without asking for help, Kaya got out of the car and when the car started, she stood there watching it drive away... That's when she realized how much her life would change... Princess overnight... Even if it was only for 3 months... As a child, she wanted to be a princess: to wear beautiful dresses, have maids and wear a crown. However, she had had a reality opposite to this little girl's dream... Today, her dream was about to come true. She was going to live in a palace and marry a sultan... She hoped he wasn't old and disgusting or young and fat. As for the fact that she might have to sleep with him, Kaya preferred not to think about it... She was goi

Nadia I fell into strange, vivid, shifting dreams. Swaddled tightly and held close, I couldn’t move. But that was okay. The arms that held me were warm and safe. My face was nestled against the rhythm of a heartbeat that I’d known before I was even born. “Nadia,” she whispered to me. “My sweet girl. My little princess…” Mother, I thought to myself, though I was too young to even know the word.

We continued on, taking a train ride in a western town, stopping for lunch, and taking in a creepy trip through It’s A Small World before walking around toward the Haunted Mansion. A shop window caught my eye before we got to our next destination, and I pulled us in. It was filled with little girls dressed up as princesses with their hair and makeup done while wearing frilly dresses. Lila’s brow scrunched as she looked around. “What are we doing in here?” I read over the signs around the register. They talked about different princess packages. “I think you should be a princess.” “What?” I grinned. “Don’t you want to dress up? Be a princess for a day? I’ll be your faithful man-servant, Cristo

Wylder asked when he sensed her thinking about something hard. "I’m not a princess." She snapped. "I heard Uncle calling you Princess." "That’s because he is my dad. And only he is allowed to call me that word. Because you’re not my daddy." She hissed and finally sighed in relief, watching him walk towards her room. "Your daddy?" Wylder asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement. "I don’t mind becoming your daddy, Babygirl." He said it with a smirk. Tiara bit her inner cheek for not smiling at his words. "Say something, Princess! Do you accept me as your daddy, huh?" Tiara tried not to smile but ended up smiling and nodding her head.