Princess And Pa Novels & Stories

The maids cleaned up after them and went about with their activities. Aidan and Princess, were in his room, cuddling. “Hey babe, do you think that letter came from Amara?” Princess asked him “Oh babe, I don't think she did, I sense foul play” he replied “But who do you think is behind all this?” She asked sitting up and facing him “My love, I don't know. I just hope Dylan can decipher.” Aidan said drawing her back to bed with him.

prince was happy to see it the first time then he got inside the casino prince:- I like I fall in love with this casino prince sit in a chair and waiting for some to play with after he minutes later a gang show up they ready to play with him prince:- hi do you want to play this card game with me boss:- yes I will play with you. I think you are new here and I am the founder of this casino then the boss sits in a chair arranging all the cards like a pro boss:- how much do you want to play with the prince:- sorry to disappoint you I don't have money but I have my only watch which is very expensive. my royal friend gift me boss:- so you selling your friendship. this must be 50,000$ if it is genu

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

This was really the chance of a lifetime. The young woman looked at the trees through the armored window of the limousine. There was a large garden with flowers and fruits. She saw a huge statue of her father... Let's say of Mirabelle's father next to a huge fountain. It was like in the movies... Beautiful, extraordinary and...royal. How she wanted to shout her joy to everyone... She was a princess... A real princess... - Majesty... Said one of the bodyguards as he opened the door for her...

-Past Time- Aurora POV The palace was abuzz with the Princess's daring fashion sense, a stark contrast to the modest attire of the kingdom's females. Her deep necklines, vibrant hues, and bold headpieces had already inspired some nobles to revamp their wardrobes. At her first lunch with the palace's female nobles, she wore a stunning, hugging dress with a train and deep V, captivating every female present - except Eni, the daughter of the King's top minister and potential king consort after Princess Deze marries King Zao.

gods, how does she so effortlessly lighten up my mood all the time? "The princes are pompous in Caps." She continues, "But they are very beautiful men who are known rizz masters." I turn to her. "What?" "You know... rizz... Smooth talkers." She explains. "Oh, now I understand." From the open door, the interior of Alpha Hall looks like a building from the 70's. Zuri calls it “Noble Hogwarts with less chill,” and I totally agree. We're about to step through the door when we get blocked off by four good-looking boys who look like they are genetically engineered to seduce, ruin, and then casually forget you existed.

Gentle waves lapped against the wooden stilts while a soft sea breeze rustled the palm fronds overhead. Leila Moreau, a 26-year-old Haitian-French luxury brand heiress with smooth caramel skin, long dark curls, and a lithe yet voluptuous figure, stood on the private deck in a sheer white bikini. The warm breeze pressed the fabric against her hardened nipples and the growing heat between her thighs. She had come for a private escape. She found something far more consuming. The villa door slid open. Malik “The King” Baptiste, the world-famous Black Haitian-American music mogul and entrepreneur, stepped inside. Towering at 6’10” with a powerfully athletic build, his dark skin gleamed under the

Everyone looked at the Princess as though she had lost her mind. "Do you know what you're saying, daughter?" "Yes, Father." The King flatly rejected her. "No. You will not have a highly dangerous suspect at your side as a maid." "It's precisely because of that that I want her near me." The Princess took a step closer to a wide-eyed Ariana. "If she's by my side, she will slip up, and that will be the perfect opportunity to catch her." "No." "But—"

" A chill ran down my spine. Fear gripped my throat so tight I forgot how to breathe. "Josh, you're selling me out? "After all these years, with you being my best friend, you'd trade me for a stack of cash?" He backed away, shaking his head as he stammered, "D-don't give me that look... Ms. Emerson, the casino queen, is loaded–and she has a big thing for guys with your kind of birthmark. She'd wipe out any debt for a chance with one. "She's got her quirks, and you've got the mark. I figured–hey, maybe she'll dig you. You could end up living the high life as Mr. Emerson!"

a girl with sexy voice invades my ears then i chuckled. "hmmmp i was just using you my seductive voice and you was just laughing ? hmp i hate you my king handsome" princess said yes she was the princess that we meet in spain and yes, she was so close to me and i know she is pouting right now. Princess Flaire was a good friend of mine since on my downfall state she was there for me when im so depress, even though she knew that i was treating her like my little sister she was treating me like her lover in private she didnt want everyone to know our closeness but the other Kings know.