Pillow Proncess Novels & Stories

Not haHazelNot blue. Gold. I looked like something out of a fiction book. LiAs’d walked straight out of some ancient story people only whispered about. No wonder everyone kept staring at me. Still rattled, I stepped out of the bathroom, towel wrapped tight around me. Cassie stood there, smiling like nothing was off. “You look wonderful,” she said warmly. “Here, wear this. The kings have requested your presence for lunch.” She held up a sleek black gown, clearly expecting me to just… go with it.

I feel like I'm one of those bullies who takes advantage of their assets and make other people feel like losers. I maybe a Princess-like born with such fortune in front of me, but I'm still a human. I am also full of flaws and imperfections like any other person out there. Maybe I am a modern princess, but not in fairytales. --------- Third person's POV Sylvia couldn't help but lose an owl laugh because of what she heard. Now she knows the reason why her daughter went to Olivia Wines ’son’s office. And the business matters that it said are just a favor related to the selection of the construction company that will work for the new project to be launched by the company.

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

The butler was not so gentle anymore. A dread formed in her heart. Beyond that were curiosity and a tiny part of desire. For what? To see his highness? To attend some sort of a grand party? When had she ever been interested in things like this? “Which highness?” she asked, knowing the answer. “The crown prince of the Kingdom of Maiestas, the prince of vampires, the righteous, Prince Reign Eclipsis.” Before his words ended, her attention drifted to the car windows. Was he in the car?

Then he continued to pull her collar from behind, pull it back and clip it to his armpit. His face cocked in defiance of the prince before him. Lily guessed that he wasn't average either, certainly no lower in status than Elias. "Prince, what do you want?" "This question should be asked by the prince. " Lily rolled her eyes at him, not expecting this cold face to be a prince. So? isn't Elias to save her. Lily bit his arm hard. He immediately let go of his hand. "I didn't expect you to have such sharp teeth. You shouldn't be named Lily, but rather a dog's name. "

🦋 CATALINA 🦋 There’s a huge difference between a pillow and something of a human figure. For example, pillows don’t have necks. But this particular pillow has it, and nothing in this world can be more horrifying than to be wrapped around something so cold yet feels human when you remember sleeping being cuddled to a pillow. “Nevan’s ghost?” Even after death, he still wants to get under my skirt, rest in pieces, you foul spirit.

Chris looked around the room and his face fell, his eyes filling with sorrowful tears. In that instance, Luke carried a large bag of items into the room. There were items to eat, to use, and to wash up with. There was also an extremely large white rabbit pillow. Anthony took the rabbit pillow which was at least 1.8 meters long and personally handed it to Charmine. “Take it and I’ll bring Chris home.” Charmine was stunned speechless. She thought to herself, ‘He wants me to accept such a childish thing?’

This Nightmare has left me perplexed. All my questions and thoughts came to an end when I heard a soft yawn beside me, and I knew that's my princess. turning my head to the left, I looked at Ria, who was sleeping beside me. her hands were wrapped around her tiny pink pillow which is her sleep fairy for her, she can sleep without me but not without that damn pink pillow. controlling my childish possessiveness over a pillow I focused on her for now. she was curled into a ball while sleeping, not to mention that pink pillow.

"Or else instead of auctioning you off as a concubine, I'll eat you for dinner." Given the options, she snatched the clothing and began to dress. Once she was done, though, she had to wonder if her naked body might have been less alluring. Dressed like Princess Leia visiting Jabba the Hut-in other words in a very skimpy outfit that left not much to the imagination-Penny was led through a series of corridors until she and the pig who dragged her by one wrist emerged onto a small raised dais.

Her body was jolting violently and unconsciously when she comes back to it, her breathing jagged and shallow. She wiggles her hands, and the belt falls away, and then she moves the tie. She has to blink several times against the brightness of the room, but before she can even find Jackson, Monica grabs a pillow and covers her face with it. “Aaaaahhhh!” She screams into the fluffy softness. “Monica?” Jackson asks, sounding worried. He moves the pillow, and when she blinks again, she realises that his face is lined with concern. “You turned me into a pillow princess,” Monica explains. “Pillow princess?”