My Beautiful Princess Novels & Stories

"Mom, can you keep an eye on Atlas and Calliope?" "Of course I'll keep an eye on my beautiful bebés, mi apuesto principe y linda princesa." (My handsome prince and pretty princess) She Coos at them. From what Layla told me her father met Valeria Rosa Gutierrez when he was vacationing in Florida. Falling in love with the Puerto Rican woman he instantly married her in a month. He packed all of his belongings and moved his whole life to the states, to be closer to her. Malcolm Campbell is the epitome of a typical Scott. Tall and bulky with a thick red beard and a head full of hair. It's almost funny to see the pair standing next to each other, you have a 6'5 giant and a 5'0 tiny woman. Layla lo

Maxim finally turned towards Iris and Thomas' table. "And finally, the main event, best for last, ladies and gentlemen, the one considered by many to be the most beautiful girl in the kingdom, shining like the sun in the sky, our majesty, our future ruler, Princess Solaria!" Next to Iris, a beautiful girl with bright yellow hair tied in a ponytail and fierce red eyes rearranged her hair, looking a little angry. "Iris, when I said I expected to be treated differently, I didn't mean to feel worse."

Our pretty princess and our submissive little slut. Our sweet Gabriella. THE END

My Princess threw her head back, her eyes closed tightly, her lips curved, and her mouth open as she laughed. The wind blew her hair back, and the moon shined down on her. It was ethereal and I was mesmerized. Adea was beautiful and I was under her spell. At this moment, carefree, happy, and mine. Right now, she was the most beautiful I’d ever seen her. The stars twinkled in the sky, and the moon smiled smugly down on us but I ignored it. Adea was mine, all mine.

Despite the grandeur that surrounded me, my thoughts were consumed by a single distraction—the beautiful young princess whom I had sworn to protect. Princess Annabelle, the epitome of elegance and grace, had an allure that was impossible to ignore. Her porcelain skin glowed like moonlight, contrasting with her flowing ebony tresses that cascaded down her back like a silken waterfall. Her emerald-green eyes held a captivating sparkle, and her every movement exuded an enchanting charm. To the world, she was a symbol of wealth and privilege, but to me, she was a responsibility—an oath that I had taken with unwavering determination.

Zay and I stood at a corner observing; we didn’t want to get into trouble for talking to other women considering the fact that he had just made things official, and I wasn’t on her good graces, yet. “Damn Gold is so beautiful.” I paused. He had already made his way to her, and that was when I spotted her, Princess. She was so beautiful. Her smiles as she laughed with Zay, her body in that fucking dress. Her face with no hair in sight. She was breathtaking.

My smile softens into something sweet, delicate, utterly deceptive. The perfect princess. The perfect lie.

It was like heaven on the hill. A girl was standing on the balcony of her room smiling, looking at the front yard of the palace, which was filled with flowers. She was beautiful the way flower and sunlight were beautiful, warm and glowing and golden. She has the face of a goddess with long blonde hair that reaches down to her waist. Her name is Violet Valerina. She is the princess of the Merrill kingdom. The smile on her face suddenly disappeared and turned into fear as she watched the border guard enter the palace gates on his horse with his body covered in wounds and blood.

I needed just this. "You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" Princess Naomi's voice preceded her as my eyes caught her standing, hands on her hips, with her eyes locked to me. "Why are you here?" I asked from the pool. "What does he see in you that he cannot see in me? There's nothing unique or amazing about you. You're just a leech who wobbled here to suck his life away, but I'm not about to just sit around and let that happen!"

Blaze shouted and everyone whispered "Yes, your highness!" they said at once 'They already saw the missing princess? So she was still alive 'The missing princess has finally been found!' 'I hope the princess is beautiful!' People whispered. "And her name now is Sophia Sandoval!" I shouted and Sophie's picture appeared on the screen And all the men's eyes seemed to be heart-shaped. 'As expected, the princess is so beautiful. No. Beautiful isn't enough to describe her ethereal beauty!' 'I'll be the luckiest man on earth if she'll be my woman'