He Called Me Princess Novels & Stories

I growl. “I know you well, brother. Baby steps and you don’t wanna scare her away, but do you think I forgot when you find her, you will call her your princess.” He can’t just forget what I said a long time ago. “Just shut up, Hawk! That was a long time ago. We’re still kids.” “Yeah, but you still call her princess.” I groan, “Christ! Fine. I call her princess, happy?” “Yeah, very happy. When am I going to meet her?”

I smiled at him, letting him know that I did love being called 'Princess' by him. “Well.. I’m glad I’m the first.” He flashed me his boyish smile. I laughed but asked him again, “So, why?” “Cause you looked like a princess the first time I called you ‘Princess’. Remember when?” He asked. I could tell he had a smile on his face. “Yeah. When I was trying on the dress.” I could feel myself being transported back to the time, the time when he first called me 'Princess'. It was a memory I wouldn't forget.

the princess stated. ‘Calling the royalty by their name… can I really do that?’ I thought hesitantly. ‘But I guess I have no choice… especially when it’s the princess who is telling me to do so.’ Thus, I slowly nodded at her and called her, “Regina.” ‘Ahhh. Me calling her like that… it feels like we became friends,’ I thought as I subconsciously blushed. The princess chuckled before she said, “How adorable. Too bad Alpha Lewis got you first.”

he said and chuckled. "Why do you call me princess?" I questioned once I was out of my daze. "Because I can't call you Angel as it's already your name" he explained as if it was obvious. "Would you prefer babe?" he asked, wearing his usual smirk. "Let's stick to princess" I said, horrified by the idea of being called babe. Only one person used to call me babe. That person was Ryan. "We're here" he said as we stood in front of a death machine.

showing my palm I stopped him and he squinted his eyes at me. "Why, you didn't wash today?" He asked me in a whisper and I stared at him in utter disbelief. Then I hear him chuckle. "Sorry, I was kidding. Don't take it to heart." He said with a sugar-coated voice that seemed too poisonous for me. "Why did you call me Princess?" I asked him in a deadly serious tone. I saw him raise his left brow. "Isn't it obvious?" I cocked my brows at him. "I mean, you are the Princess of the Vampire clan. Then what do you want me to call you?" Throwing his hands in the air he asked me.

"Where am I taking you today, princess?" "Oh god, please don't call me that; I hate it when father refers to me as his little princess." "I said princess, not little princess, and that is exactly what I am going to call you then." "Oh, you are one of those that likes grinding ass." "Princess, you will know when I am grinding your ass and this, this is not it."

I roll my eyes when he calls me princess. I don’t want anyone calling me that. “Don’t call me that, please. I’m not a princess,” I say firmly, with a closed expression, showing how angry I am. “Sorry to disappoint you. But you are. Princess Nina, wife of Prince Eros,” he says with a cynical smile. “I’d prefer death,” I reply, and he twists his lip into a thin line. “Be careful what you wish for.” “I’m leaving; he can’t keep me here.”

He looked up when he saw me approaching, and shot to his feet. “What are you doing up?” he asked. “Just help me,” I said. He did. He took my elbow and guided me over to the tree, where I sat down next to him. The ground was cold through the thin fabric of the dress, and the morning air was cool, and somewhere behind us on the highway the traffic droned steadily past. I pulled my knees to my chest and stared straight ahead for a moment. Then I took a breath. “Callum,” I said, turning to him, “I’m the princess. Not Bianca.”

He picked up after a few rings. "My princess!" He called out excitedly from his end. "How are you doing?" But there was no response from my end. "What’s going on?" "Nothing much." I replied casually. "There is something going on, you sound so different." He told me. "How?" I asked. "You didn't even try stopping me when I called you princess." He pointed out. I chuckled. "Well, let's say today is your lucky day." "In that case, would you visit me me today then?" He asked.

He was the one who had called me a princess the other time. I turned to him slowly. “You,” I said. He blinked. “Me?” “You called me a princess that time I came to meet kaden,” I said flatly. “Why?” He stiffened, then scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. “Ah… that.” “Yes. That.” I crossed my arms. “Why did you call me that?” He looked at me, then smiled in a way that didn’t reach his eyes. “You just look like our princess.”