Princess Amber Two By Two Lyrics Novels & Stories

Even you, oh Princess, In your cold room, Watch the stars, That tremble with love And with hope. But my secret is hidden within me, My name no one shall know, No... no... On your mouth, I will tell it, When the light shines. And my kiss will dissolve the silence that makes you mine! (No one will know his name and we must, alas, die.) Vanish, o night! Set, stars! Set, stars! At dawn, I will win! I will win! I will win! It was a beautiful piece, and for a while, Rebecca got lost in the song until William cleared his throat.

I'm scared that Amber is going to finally not give me any attention again. Because I mean he finally got what he wanted so he might not be interested anymore. Yes, I'm also very insecure, forget how I act so carefree. Especially if it's someone I might just slightly be into. "Hey princess", Amber said getting out of the shower. I rolled over and looked at him. "Did you just call me princess?", I asked trying hard not to blush. "Aren't you a princess?", he asked. I shrugged, he walked over to the bed and dropped a kiss on my forehead.

She kisses back and we pull away then gaze into each other's eyes. "What are you thinking princess?" "That I love you and I never want to lose you." You won't lose me Summer." "Yes love I know. But have you forgotten about the war?"

A low moan escapes my lips as lips encircle my hard nipple. Strong fingers find their way inside me, slowly moving in a ‘come hither’ motion and creating a lewd squelching sound that I did not expect my body to make. “Princess, are you my good girl?” I look down my body to find familiar dark green eyes, filled with lust and need. “Yes!” I moan out my answer….

I gazed into the mirror at the face staring back at me, far too young to look this haunted. The icy grip of the lake water still scorched my lungs, a chilling reminder of my past. My fingers brushed against my ghostly pale cheeks as my teeth chattered uncontrollably. God gave me a second chance at life, and I was dead set on turning Sebastian Vitale's world upside down. "Principessa," came a soft tap on the door, the voice of our head maid.

“I thought the wedding was two months away!” “The wedding was pushed forward to tomorrow. I thought it was early but what can I say, Peter wants to really have me as his. Why did you call again?” “I need a sum of twenty million in two days. Can you lend me that exact amount? I will pay you back. I promise.” “Come help me pick out dresses, I will talk to Peter to see if he could lend me that money.” _______________ In the boutique’s showroom, Olivia collapsed onto a plush chair, watching Sofia play nearby. Her daughter was immersed in her own world, battling a doll with a plastic dragon.

My only hope is that the goddess will deliver the truth to the people of my kingdom and that everything will be clarified by the end of the day. The silence that precedes is terrifying. I try not to glance around me and instead focus on the soft breeze ruffling my hair. I firmly believe that the goddess will answer my prayers and I hold onto that. It's all I have at the moment. "Please," I murmur. "Help me."

The door closed with a soft click polite, almost invisible. The room was mine again. The amber wall light cast a small halo across my pillow. I lay on my side, eyes tracing the faint cracks in the ceiling paint like the dried-up rivers on a map. Night in a hospital was a kind of darkness that was never truly dark; it hovered like an unfinished promise that left you both soothed and uneasy. I pulled the blanket up to my waist, feeling the gauze brush against my skin. Outside, the wind stirred through the maple leaves, their shadows swaying silently across the curtain.

Tamina lifted the silver cup filled with wine toward her lips but stopped midway. Amber’s words echoed in her mind, and for a moment she could only blink in stunned disbelief. Slowly, she lowered the cup back onto the table. “What?” she muttered, her brows knitting together as confusion distorted her otherwise beautiful face. “You heard me the first time,” Amber replied sharply, irritation flashing in her eyes. “I will not repeat myself.” She leaned slightly forward, lowering her voice. “Have you forgotten the plan, Tamina?”

Taking a deep breath, she started singing the song that she had prepared for her father, "Hmm..hmm.hmm..lalalala..I just want to tell you, I am your princess...I am... You trained me as a fighter...I am... You raise me like a lady...I am. But, where do you think you are going with those secret eyes, always abandoning me to protect me...do you think I can't see your shady eyes, your wounded body, your stone-cold heart. No fake..no protection, all I want is you, to stay by my side...I am my father's princess and can order the heavens to keep you by my side. Do you think I don't see the guns that you carry? But your absence works, like a bullet for me. I love you dad, and I want you badly, can'