Little Princess Mint Novels & Stories

I knew my place now and some day so would they. The elevator opened and Krissy came running over. “Unicorn cocoa for the little princess.” I said giving her hair a tussle.

,, Princess voice was hoarse from constant crying Can you see the stinging nettles in my hand ? .... ,, Princess opened her palm and showed her Yes .... ,, Princess replied and sniffed at same time They're the wild plants which have leaves , covered with fine hairs that Sting you when you touch them and they grow upon the graves in a churchyard .... ,, Fairy said and Princess stomach twisted by seeing Fairy's tiny smile Fairy's smile widened at the pale face of Princess Samvedna and she began to explained her the process

“Beta Charles asked me to take care of this princess.” “Princess?” “What princess” one asked. Wait! “You mean the werewolf princess?” another exclaimed. I heard she is so pretty, another said. “Well, judging from her voice, she is definitely pretty,” Alex said. Hi princess, “how are you doing today?” one of them asked. “I'm good, thank u,” she replied. Wow, she really does have a pretty voice. “What’s your name?” he asked. “Mildred” she answered.

"Oh, I see. Princess? From the kingdom right? What is the name of your kingdom? " "Yes sir, our royal name is Whitemoon. Our princess named Princess Luna Bianca. So can you see him, sir? Our princess only wants to buy your lanterns directly. If you sell it to our princess, our princess will definitely be willing to buy your lanterns at a high price! ” said the lady in hope that this lord was lulled by a lot of money.

"Vincent, I—" "Principessa," he murmured, stroking my cheek. "This will be our secret." Principessa. Little princess. That was the word that made me fall completely. For the next three years, we maintained this strange, clandestine relationship. By day, he was the same composed, rational Vincent. But at night, he'd whisper "Principessa" in my ear and fuck me until my legs gave out. I thought he loved me. Until my birthday. I'd spent the entire day preparing, put on my most beautiful dress, and booked a table at the restaurant where we first met. I was going to tell him I loved him, that I wanted to be with him, no matter the cost.

~A girl so happy yet so silent Her heart pure like the snow So afraid she was of people And yet she loved a boy He was as charming as a prince And lit up her world in diamonds She was the happiest she had ever been But a flower always dies Turned out he was a demon The princess he now held captive A high tower in the mountains Her heart closed down in darkness Now she hates him... No escape left, all went quiet The princess in the mountains They say her ghost now hates silence The prince that was a demon He was never seen in the forest.~ The book pages had some teardrops on them for, by the end of the poem, Siana’s eyes were covered in tears. Her mind was filled with questions after she fini

I turned my fury on Macro. I splattered paint across his ceilings, floors, walls, and all his expensive furniture. And he grabbed me in the bathroom, pulling me tight against his chest, his hot lips pressing against the side of my neck. "Sera... be a good girl." Sera? My parents hadn't called me that since Karen came home. They would only ever yell my full name, Seraphina. A sharp ache hit me, and I returned his kiss, turning all my resentment and pain into wild, urgent desire.

she asked, toe tapping against the weathered porch boards. Damn. She got me. I had done my best to learn what I could about Tobi’s world, and yeah, I knew he was a prince. But I hadn’t really thought it through. Not all the way. “I mean… we haven’t exactly talked about that yet,” I muttered, trying to keep my composure. “A crescent moon,” Moira said, exasperated. “I guess we should start calling you Princess,” Oscar teased with a grin. Henry turned in his arms, confused. “Wait, what secret is she keeping?”

Annie stood like a guard by the tall window in her room. The moon in the sky looked like a shiny silver coin. Its pale light made her face look bright and dark in places, showing how smart she was, now that her eyes were squinted as she thought. She hadn't been able to sleep well since Isla and Prince Caius came back. The prince was polite but in a way that hid something Annie felt was very wrong. Isla's eyes were puffy and red from crying. Annie knew something bad had happened when they were out.

Grateful that I had decided to take a bath and change into new clothing back home. "Daddy," she whispered, biting into her lips while she slipped her finger in and out of her pink, fleshy cunt, its juice dripping all over my couch. I didn't mind that. I wasn't going to care about that, not even when I should. This was my sweet little princess; she could taint the whole building with her juice, and I wouldn't mind because she had the right to do so. "Fuck," her eyes rolled, and I knew she was close.