He Calls Me Princess Novels & Stories

She couldn't deny that she didn't quite trust this man, despite the captivating aura he exuded. "Why do you keep calling me Princess? That night, you called me Angel, and now it's Princess?" Amethysta questioned with confusion. Isaias chuckled, finding amusement in her innocence. "Because you are a princess," Isaias stated, causing Amethysta's cheeks to flush. She shook her head, trying to dismiss the flattery. However, their conversation was interrupted by Isaias' phone ringing. "Excuse me, Princess," Isaias said, excusing himself as his phone rang. Amethysta nodded, and he moved a few steps away to answer the call, having a brief conversation before returning to her side.

I see a shiver go down his spine and that satisfies me. “Don’t start something you cannot finish, princess.” “Mmm back at you, Prince.” The look on his face as I spat the word Prince at him was far too good. He has been calling me princess as long as I can remember, in a teasing way. Suddenly, I had equal fodder. “Shit…” he mutters and I burst out in a fit of giggles at his reaction. “It’s alright love, its not terrible being royalty. There is always good cake!”

I reached into my pocket for the key I had shoved in there carelessly, fumbled it into the lock, and stumbled into my tiny, temporary Tokyo home. Once I was inside, I shut the door, rested my forehead against the chill of the wood, and exhaled a whooshing, "Finally." The quiet was different. It wasn't calm. It wasn't soothing. It was just empty. I slid down to the floor, against the door, looking at the ceiling. "I'm just an pretend princess," I said, dry and humorless voice. "Yu Yu Roman, the star actress. In the Tokyo production of A Kiss a Day Keeps the Doctor Away."

His expression was unreadable, his eyes watching me intensely. “Alright, princess.” I scowled as he called me ‘princess’ once more, my heart fluttering despite my irritation. Trying to mask my reaction, I snapped back. “Stop calling me that. I’m not your princess.” Internally, I couldn’t deny that his nickname for me was... somewhat charming, doing something to my heart though I’d never admit it to him. “Oh, but you certainly act like one. All pride and stubbornness, like a princess denied her prince.”

The boy shrug. Little Peach think. Hmmm... I prefer calling him Prince Caspian. She smile at the boy and excitedly say. "Can I call you Prince Caspian?! I always want a Prince since my Momma said that I am a Princess." The boy giggled and pinch Little Peach' chubby face. "Of course you can!" That made Peach excited. She happly held the boy's hand and they walk while swaying their intertwined hands. "I have a Prince~ I have a Prince~ Im a Princess with a Prince~" Peach happily sing while walking with Prince Caspian.

he whined. Wait... Did Oak just call me a princess? Surely, I wasn’t dreaming because that was the sweetest thing anyone has ever called me! I tried to sit up, but he held me down, his cheeks between my breasts. "I... You just called me princess. Do you forget what I am here?" "I don’t care," he scoffed. I bit my lips. "But, I do," I argued. Oak looked positively confused, but still he leaned in for another kiss. "I don’t get why," he mumbled.

I was sure he knew it; that was why he was calling a princess. “Don’t call me a princess,” I whispered quietly. My throat was hoarse and dry and I could almost beg for a cup of water. Jonathan burst into laughter at my request. “You are a princess, aren’t you?” He asked and I swallowed again, hoping that my saliva would lessen the dryness of my throat. “Let me tell you something, Princess. I think I didn’t make that very clear to you earlier." He started and I was quick to notice how fast his tone had changed. My spine straightened unconsciously as he continued speaking.

I told him. Now it was his time to frown: “Just Liam, ok? You are probably the person that knows me the most in this place. So, how do you want to be called, princess?” “Not princess either, Liam. Caroline or just Care will be alright,” I answered him. “I rather call you princess if you don’t mind. It is less risky than being caught calling you by a nickname.” He retorted. I nodded because he was probably right and muttered, "Alright then. Princess."

She asked, taking out the books from her locker. " As you can see princess I'm doing very well," he said with a smile. I saw it as the perfect opportunity to finally ask him why he called me princess, especially since he was privileged to call me by my first and because royalty wasn't something that you used too. " You don't have to keep calling me that, I have a name you know?,' I said, closing up my locker. Mie looked up at me with a smile plastered on his face and then proceeded to chuckle lightly. I didn't understand why he was because I didn't say anything funny.