Drunken Princess Novels & Stories

The Princess is cut off as her mighty sister begins reading the ridiculous contents of her letter to the crowd, including the part where she swears her allegiance to King Elon and promises to deliver my precious blood to him in hope that it will grant him the powers of Elowen's crown and he shall in return end Queen Rowena's reign over this kingdom and those loyal to her as well. Surprisingly, that is the least embarassing potion of the letter as the Princess goes ahead to promise King Elon the beauty of her naked body and the commitment of her soul if he makes her his empress. The crowd explodes in laughter and gasps, causing the Princess to hang her head in humiliation. Queen Rowena snaps

Draven leaves my arm and steps away. “ Tell him to— ” “ Who do you think you are, Avery? Why should I tell Aleister anything you want to say? And why would Aleister listen to what you have to say? ” Draven huffs. “ I am his mate and the Princess of the— ” “ North. ” He interrupts again. “ that’s right. You are the Princess of the North, a woman who was sent here as a bargaining chip. A woman for the King’s harem. You are nothing special to Aleister. It seems like my brother is finally putting you in your place. ”

“Get that shit away from me.” He laughed. “Come on, princess. Just try it.” I turned, glancing toward the foyer. Creed wasn’t there yet. I didn’t want to think anymore. I didn’t want to deal with my own anger, disappointment, exhaustion. So I said, “I’ll have one.” And one became two. Two became three. Three became four. Four became five. Six. And then—I couldn't remember anything else. I groaned, dragging a hand down my face,my head aching badly

Princess Oonagh rose and she walked around to pour each glass with the best wines in the kingdom. She was wearing a dress, unstrapped with cleavages to show her two beautiful shoulder blades. Her long neck was beautified by a white gold necklace. She had her wavy long hair was coiled up style to her back neck with some tiny pearls as hairpins, scattered around on her hair and appeared like some stars in the night sky. King Dragon gulped and took a sip from his wine. He was mesmerized by the young princess’s elegance. Her body scent smelled so fresh like some wild flowers in the forest.

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

She's going to deal with him today. Princess Lara walked into the Kitchen with a glass of wine, the maids bowed as she walked in. Your Highness, do you need something? A maid asked staring at the glass of wine . Yes, give me Chilli Pepper. She said and looked around. Huh, chilli pepper. The maid repeated. Yes, and do it faster please... Lara was given a grinded pepper, she smirked and poured a little quantity into the wine. He shouldn't dare her, she's crazy.

They looked so similar The princess & maids exchanged puzzled looks “We are here for your ladies Pleasure” one of them said in a silky-smooth voice and they both gave a seductive wink. The Princess raised her eyebrow while her friends blushed. “Stop it” Kat cut in we don’t have time.

Just when it seems like we are about to come to blows, Sasha's scent begins to swirl within the room. Luis steps away, and I straighten my suit jacket. I look towards the doorway just in time to see my gorgeous princess enter. My eyes travel over her form hungrily. She looks like a walking moonbeam. The dress she is wearing is opal white and trails down to the floor. The V-neck is deep but covered in mesh. So while it gives me a great view of her chest, it is still modest. Her beautiful hair is in a low messy but controlled bun and her makeup isn't too thick. I am so glad I told her to dress fancy. She looks as if she is going to a human prom.

She reeked of rum. “I’ll let you fuck me any way you want, Alpha,” she moaned into the curl of his ear. “Raw, if you want.” Kairos had enough. He shoved her back. She stumbled as the shock and force of his actions hit her. Her facial expression was anything but happy. “You’re delusional if you think I want someone else’s sloppy seconds,” Kairos snapped. Amara sneered at him. “I am the Princess. I am your future wife—”

The sight in front of me makes my eyes wide. The princess, fast asleep on my couch. Why isn’t she in her own room? I quietly make my way across the room. I don’t want to wake her, but what’s she doing here? Well, she can’t sleep on the couch; she’s much too good for that.