Mario's Princess Peach Novels & Stories

I became immediately unable to think of anything but Riana Park and not in a good way. "My dress. Why is my dress on her?" Shouted the princess in the almost silent room. She headed towards me with undeniable malice and anger. I watched her get close, I watched everybody else look on, like a show was going on and I was the main character, the antagonist in Riana Park's story. I already envisioned what a slap from Riana would be like, I felt her hand come so close to my face when the unexpected happened. A member of the audience intervened and it was not the member you'd expect.

With her eyes shut, she undid the lacy black bra and let it down. Peaches was naked in front of me. Her body was bare to my eyes. There had to be a word better than perfection because she was way above perfection. My Peaches body could not be qualified by mere perfection. There had to be better words, words more fitting for her. I took a step closer to her and reached a hand to her face, my other hand on my bulge. Her body shuddered lightly as I cupped her flushed face in a hand. "Pi... Pietro." she called my name and I grunted. I moved my hand off my bulge and reached for her own hand, leading her hand to my bulge.

His eyes flickered to the market guard, then back to me, a hint of something unreadable in their depths. A knot of unease tightened in my stomach. His presence felt less like a rescue and more like an official investigation. "Princess Anne," He acknowledged with a curt nod. "Princess Isla was seen taking goods from the market without paying. The market vendor activated a silent alarm connected directly to the Liam outpost stationed near the market. Given the princess's involvement, the outpost immediately relayed it to the Captain of Guard who in turn informed His Majesty at once” His tone was respectful but firm, treating me with the same detached professionalism I would any other citizen.

After I left the penthouse, she began chasing the interactive smart cat toy around the living room. Princess Marie is now once again a satisfied and delighted kid, hence, it is time for me to feed myself. Without any intention, my legs have habitually brought me to Juicy Punch and line up at the end of the queue when I know it.

I chuckled softly and looked over at him resting his head on his arm. "You're very pleasing. I enjoyed you immensely. The finger up my ass was a delightful surprise," he smiled and waved me closer. I scooted over closer and allowed him to wrap his arms around me. "You deserve more than a human. Plus he's been altered to fit Coral sexually." I sighed sadly, king dysmorphia was no more. Rai's phone rang and he looked at the name before answering. "Hey Jackson." He said softly then listened attentively while looking at me strangely.

Alright, here’s 600 words of completely random, chaotic-yet-readable stuff: --- Have you ever thought about how bizarre it is that bananas are technically berries, but strawberries aren’t? Whoever came up with fruit classification was either a genius or someone with too much time on their hands. Imagine sitting in a botanical conference: “Yes, folks, tomatoes are fruits, cucumbers are fruits, but that thing called a strawberry? Nope, not a berry. Carry on.” It feels like nature is playing an inside joke and we’re just pretending to get it.

She followed Harry as he leads her to the living area where he put the high glasses filled with fruitshakes. "I don't know what flavor do Miss Siren likes so I just brought different flavors." She started smelling them. "Mango," it's the yellow one. "Avocado," the green one. "Pomegranate," the purple one. "Strawberry." She casually took a sip on the last one. It was sweet too. And the mixture of the fruit and milk was superb. "Is it good?" Harry asked. She smiled sheepishly like a child and gives him a thumbs up.

I just knew it. "Are you ok?" Peach queried. He shrugged. "I'm fine." "Why are you standing there? Get something to mop the floor!" She said to me. I stared at her in disbelief. "Peach, she is going to be the future Luna, she is not a maid." Rian said stiffly.

Whatever is inside must be valuable. Either way, the princess is alive and I must find her. I will bring her home and she will take her rightful place as queen. The phoenix can heal the land and she can break the curse on the shifters. That means! I could finally find my fated mate if she was still alive. I take one last look at the picture when I notice the ring on Queen Marcia’s finger is clear. When I look at the one next to it, the ring is red. “The heart scale.” Jaka says.

This is so not good. Mario, the left side of his face covered in an ugly green bruise, crouches down to my level and grabs a handful of my hair, wrenching my head back. "I want my diamonds, bitch. Where are they?" Mario's black suit wrinkles as he leans into my face, each of his slicked back black hairs in place. My head screams in pain as he loosens his grip and then pulls back more. "Mario..." I stammer over my words, "I don't... have... any–"