He Called Me Princess Novels & Stories

I don't want to be immoral. When I left the room the next morning, I was surprised not to see Harold. What I caught was Lee. He was leaning on the chair while reading the newspaper. "Good morning, princess." I frowned at what he said. Why did he call me princess? "I'm not a princess," "But you act like a princess now. You live in this huge mansion. You can have everything without knowing it. You have the power that you can't even imagine." He said smiling. What is he referring to again?

I defended myself and he laughed “Whatever you say, Princess.” He tells me. I raise my eyebrows as soon as I heard the word he said Princess? Last time I checked no body is royalty here. “Princess?” I asked and he nodded, leaning closer to me. I swallowed the lump in my throat as I tried to get used to the close proximity between us. “Yes, except you’d like me to call you something else. You look like a princess tonight and I thought I’d call you that.” He says casually, his eyes straying to my lips for the eight hundred time today.

After few minutes we reached my home and I got down. “Stella!” he called me. I bent forward and saw him through the car window. “You are royal. Classy.” Hearing him again my lips curved up with smile. Looking at me his lips curved up with a smirk. He continued telling “Oh Stella! I’m sorry I lied to you. I consider myself as a prince and you are going to be my girlfriend. So prince’s girlfriend is princess.” He laughed. My expression changed hearing him. I let out a sigh and shouted “You are not a prince. You are an idiot."

His jaw clenched and he shook his head before gesturing, "You're crazy, princess." Princess was something only my dad called me at one stage in my life. When I took on the alpha role, I felt a bit odd being called by the term. Considering I was technically a princess since my father was the king, I had requested everyone just call me by that title. It made me cringe a whole lot less, but I still cringed nonetheless.

If I was told he was ever going to do that I would have doubted it with my life but right now he just said it, he said it and I heard it. Everyone calls me princess but he has always called me a witch, him calling me a Princess was a massive win for me “What’s wrong!” He asked as he stopped smiling, he must have noticed how stunned I was “I was just kidding, I swear I saw nothing and if this is about you wearing my cloth it’s okay, I know I must have stained yours “ that was but it but i nodded “If you are okay then why are you looking like you saw a ghost?” “You called me princess!” I whispered

I added. "Yes my princess, I'm yours" ****

I thought you didn't know who was actually calling ~hahaha, I know you princess ~so how are you doing prince ~I'm fine just bored ~ohh, I wish I could come over and cheer you up. Have a good time together. I miss you (ahhh, I didn't like where this conversation was heading. I deliberately began to cough) ~ohh prince sorry. Take some water ~I'll call you back later. Then I hung up on her Seriously The phone call was boring That's why I said I was bored

But the very next moment, my hopes receded when that person made a statement about himself, hello is this Roose I'm Theo. "Theo! I was surprised and stunned, because it's completely out of my expectations firstly I could not understand where he got my number. So I just talked to him yeah I'm roose yes Theo! What happened, why do you call me in such a hurry, everything is fine, you sound nervous?

I say making amends with the fact that there’s no tomorrow, I knew life was short, but didn’t expect it to be this short. “I’m calling him,” the princess says, she got her phone from Thoe and called him, dead…

I tried to hold him in place, but he broke free. "Your food is wrapped in that paper. Eat it. You need the energy. Remember what I told you? Freedom is at your fingertips, Alena." For the record, he addressed me by my name. He called me Princess from day one, despite my not liking it. I eventually gave up, telling him to stop calling me Princess. Only Dylan could call me that. I only liked him saying it. My body was filled up with anger, frustration, helplessness, and tears. I tried getting up, but my body failed me.