Happy Birthday Princess Novels & Stories

they chorused Rissa couldn't help giggling like a teenager as she stood waiting for her birthday song to subsidize. " Happy birthday, princess”, Stella said, handing over the cake to her. She blew out her candles after making a wish "I wish for an adorable baby”, she shouted out loudly, and they all laughed. " Thank you, everyone, for making my day colourful" Rissa appreciated feeling the utmost fulfilment that she had never felt before. The feeling of having loving people around her! Her past self would envy her present for this, she concluded in her mind. " A penny for your thought, my lady”, Abraham said playfully, and Rissa laughed.

He held me gently, patting my back like he knew exactly what this moment meant to me. “Go have fun, Princess,” he murmured against my hair. I nodded, blinking away the tears as I stepped forward, into the party, into the light. I spotted Carmen and Anna making their way toward me, grinning from ear to ear like they were in on the world’s juiciest secret. “Happy birthday!” Carmen squealed, pulling me into a tight hug. “You have no idea how hard it was not to say anything all day. I’ve been dying to wish you, but I had to stick to the plan.”

"Alice, his highness asked for your presence in the royal castle and had sent two carriages to escort you down to pitburg royal hall at once. Alice sighed and shot her a sad look. "So the king actually remembered today was my birthday? Of course he would, it will be a shame if a princess does not get engaged on her eighteenth birthday as the traditions imply. I knew this would come sooner or later, just didn't expect him to remember my birthday, I thought I would be let off the hook since im the invincible one but he actually remembered." She smiled bitterly and said to her self. She didn't know when tears had began to roll down her cheeks.

' I tell her hoping she'll cooperate with me. 'Of course Princess, I'm at your service.'

My phone buzzed, jolting me out of my thoughts, I yawned loudly, stretching my hands as I slowly twisted my neck, I walked up to the table where I had dropped my phone last night and picked it up, my heart did a flip as my inner churned with excitement, it was a message from Gabriel. Gabriel: [To the best princess in the world, I want to say a beautiful happy birthday to you, my little doll, you have brought so much light and joy into my life and I would never trade that for anything. This finished man right here is wishing you a blessed happy birthday, and more birthdays to celebrate, I love you baby, see you soon,]

She narrowed her eyes, clearly not satisfied. “What’s wrong, my princess?” I teased. She groaned and crossed her arms. “Were you going to tell me it was your birthday this Friday?” That made me laugh. “I’d forgotten, to be honest. I don’t really care about my birthday.” “Everyone loves their birthday,” she replied with a frown. But I could already see the tension slipping from her posture. “Mine were always formal state affairs. Dinners with dignitaries, stiff suits, expectations,” I shrugged. “Not exactly my idea of a celebration.”

He was ambitious too. Sabrina found his tales of valor quite impressive and hoped to be able to prove herself as the alpha queen. And she also hoped to fall in love with the Crown Prince that her race worshipped. Her every birthday was celebrated like a festival. A ball was arranged every year by the royals. However, the Prince never attended any of them. And today was her eighteenth birthday. Sabrina loved the attention she got from everyone. She didn't know what hatred feels like as she had only received love from others.

She’d only told him half of her past and the rest was way too hard to spill. He’d never forgive her...that’s for sure. ~~~~~~ “What do you want for your birthday princess?”. Cesar asked Miesa as they laid on her bed facing each other. “Hmmn...well I told mommy that I wanted a gown from my favorite cartoon made". Miesa said. "The princess and the frog.” “Oh? Just that?”. “Yeah. I also wanted my daddy to be there for my birthday and I got my wish." She smiled and touched his face. "You’re here.”

Wherever that aroma is coming from, I hope that's where we're going. She said, "Are we almost there, my Love?" He glanced back at her, seeing her smile, smiled, and said, "Yes, almost my Princess, and I just hope you like where we're going." She continued looking down as her smile died down and said, "Beau…" Beau glanced back at her, seeing her changed expression, turned around to face her (still holding on to her hand), and asked, "What's wrong my Princess?" She looked up at him, meeting his eyes, and said, "I-I, I really want you to have a good time today." He said, "Well, of course, my Princess. I'm already having a wonderful day." She said, "Yes but y-you…" She paused, looking away from

As Morrigan and King Leonard reach the bottom of the stairs, he kisses her cheek as she lets go of his arm. “Ladies and gentlemen, I want to thank all of you for attending this wonderful ball for my daughter, Princess Morrigan’s twentieth birthday. She is my last child, my sweet pea.” King Leonard looks adoringly at Morrigan as she blushes from the nickname in embarrassment. “She is most special to me, her mother, and her siblings. We love you Morrigan, happy birthday.” Everyone raised a glass of champagne that had been passed around and a resounding “Happy birthday Princess Morrigan” came from the crowd.