Pillow Proncess Novels & Stories

His voice rings out over the courtyard, and everyone begins cheering. “Our Princess, your future Queen, has been the catalyst that has put the prophecies into motion. You have all seen how she healed Dominic." He says, gesturing to Dominic standing regally on his other side. "You have all probably heard that GoldMoon has blessed our Princess. But you may not know that through her kindness, she befriended the trolls and when she was attacked by Lorelai’s soldiers, she called on the trolls and they answered her call.” The cheering gets even louder and I’m getting more and more embarrassed. I didn’t know this announcement was going to be about me specifically.

Today flew by effortlessly, I thought it would drag along, especially since I was rejecting Chris tonight. It's time to get ready for the ceremonies, I finally pulled out the dress Priscilla brought for me, it is utterly breathtaking. The gown is long with a high slit up the left leg, it's strapless and it's a black silky material, with gold accents above the breast line, it also has long opera style gloves with gold accents at the very top. As I lay my gown out, there's a knock at my door.

Silence blanketed the ballroom after I spoke. After a brief moment of shock, Mattia let out a cold laugh. "Catalina, you've really lost it." His voice dripped with mockery. "You'd make up something this ridiculous just to get back at me? The Ricci Principessa? Why not claim you're the president's daughter while you're at it?" Ginevra clutched her swollen face and scrambled to her feet, her voice shrill. "Matt! She's gone insane! She hired a bunch of actors to scare us!

Prince Zuerien woke up early and feeling really sad. Today was the day he was meant to pick up Lady Sophie. He was suddenly feeling headache at just the thought of getting married to her. He did his normal morning routine and put on his clothes. While still dressing up, he heard a knock on the door. "Come in", he called out and the door opened revealing his mother, the Queen. "Good morning, Mother." "Good morning. How was the night?" "It was fine", he lied. He didn't wanted to bother his mother about the headache he was feeling due to what was bound to happen today.

She had to do the same and so she did . As Cynthia touched the crown she reached an unknown place , it was a castle .There was a kind of meeting going on there . Hundreds of unusual creatures stood there .Few of them looked human but the weren't they had an unusual glow and shined bright . In the centre was a throne and two ladies stood in front of fit .One of them was extremely beautiful . She looked like Cynthia they were almost alike , at first Cynthia thought it was her but it wasn't they both weren't identical . She wore a white gown and jewellery made of white pearls , she was lying down on her knews crying .She was wearing the exactly same crown Cynthia saw in the previous room . On t

I gave him a smile to let him know that I remembered before I faced my new partner. Well suppose to be a partner. It was Nate, but apparently he was having a conservation with another girl. And he didn't seem happy. It was a girl with long purple hair that shone in the light. I remember from my lesson with Ace that she's Princess Camille. Her silver dress sparkling with different colors as if it were alive. Expensive non-metallic jewelry decorated her from top to toe. I'll say, she's beautiful. Camille, the princess of the Kingdom of Frae. The fairies.

Mrs Write nodded her head and watched the servant as she disappeared then looked at Shawn and said, “Prince Aldridge’s gift for you has arrived and is waiting in your chamber.” Shawn took in a deep breath and started eating. Mrs Wright raised a brow as she looked at him and thought, ‘Prince Aldridge will have his hands full with this one.’ * Shawn arrived at his chamber and pushed the doors open. His eyes widened in disbelief, before him were five naked women standing at the foot of his bed with their heads lowered. “Wha, what’s happening here?” Shawn asked. The servant on standby curtsied and said with a bow of her head, “Master Aldridge has bought these women from the brothel. None of them

I can feel his smile against me as he responds, “But this pillow I have is so comfortable.” Letting out a laugh, I tell him, “I’m not your pillow.” Taran lightly touches my back by twitching his fingers, “This is a body pillow, is it not?” Again, I hear the playfulness in his voice. Giggling, I say, “No, I’m not.” “Hmm, I’m not convinced. I’m using your body as I would a pillow. It makes perfect sense to me.” I begin running my fingers back through his hair. Then, rolling my eyes, I say, “Yes, Prince of Fire.”

it certainly wouldn't hurt her feelings. The prince grinned, the slightest predatory gleam appearing in his eyes. She had stood up, raising the stakes. He rolled away from her, up onto his feet, then used the slight spinning motion to sling the pillow at her surprisingly fast. He had to remember to show a little restraint; they might have been swinging pillows at each other, but he was plenty powerful enough to hurt her, not with the pillow itself, but by knocking her into something else. He grabbed a pillow in each hand and licked his lips, looking a little like a cat playing with its food as he advanced toward her.

| Characters | Kayzel_123 Principessa – Level 17 | Create New Hero | “Where’s Ecto? Where is he?!” Like someone drunk staggering for the toilet or the waste basket because she’s about to puke, Kate manages to bring herself to her bed before she pitches over. She face-plants on her pillow and it muffles her wail of anguish. It also wipes her fresh set of post-birthday tears. It’s the first of many and, in just half an hour, her pillow is soaked. ****