Princess And The Player Novels & Stories

A flash of red burst into his vision. Sophia leaned against the doorframe, a smirk on her red lips. "The great Marcelli heir certainly takes his time. You made a princess wait for half an hour." The afternoon sun streamed through the blinds, casting a golden halo around her. She was as brilliant as a flame, burning her way into his black-and-white world. In that moment, he appeared unfazed, but his heart had skipped a beat. After that, she found endless ways to cause trouble—a laxative in his whiskey, important contracts folded into paper airplanes, parading around in a scandalous nightgown during a family meeting. He met every challenge, playing the long game.

Mr Wright swiftly pulled the doors shut and followed behind them so that he could open the front door. "Let me go! Who the hell are you and what gives you the right to manhandle me like this? I am Princess Blanche!" She protested. Mr Wright opened the doors and out walked Joan Coachman with the princess. The servants stopped what they were doing to see what was happening and the coachman on the princesses carriage quickly jumped off of his seat. Joan Coachman threw her at his feet and said, "It is disgraceful to watch a couple being intimate and yet here the princess is doing such actions."

� 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕). 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉

Two of them were a part of the four that checked on her. "Oh look it's the Princess." one said. "You best be glad that you got yourself a Prince." "And you best count your days. Because I can guarantee you won't be alive in the next week." she bit back. He got up from the couch and walked towards her. "Huh? What'd you say bitch?" Aurora sneered. "God you smell like a dog house. It would be a good thing to kill you after all." "What?!" "Cut it out," Caden said and glared at the man.

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.

“Three, two, one.” “7th Princess of the kingdom of Ameli, Princess Rain. Please to make your acquaintance, Prince Clayden.” Counting, waiting, searching, but not. He smiles as his excitement draws as he listens, witness, and pave for destiny to make its way and His very plan in two as his chosen knight meets his very doom. “So, do I, Princess Rain.” “Well, well, well. Can we play out this very game?”

That got her attention, “What, like a guessing game?” Eden nods, “Yes, milady,” And the younger girl throws her head back and a hysterical, sobbing sort of sound instantly escapes her lips, “You really think I am in the mood for games right now?! Do I have to pay you in gold then? What should be the reward if you win. If I win?” Suddenly, as if realizing something, the Princess cuts herself off as she whirls around to look at her handmaiden in the eye and Eden very nearly took a step back at how cold, how dark the girl’s eyes are.

Black's POV The play started with introducing the princess and some of the characters close to her. It really looked like it was setting up a star-crossed lovers plot. It wasn't bad, but I wasn't really watching it for the story. After a few minutes, they introduced the prince. Just like in the poster, he had a metallic blue color surrounding him, but it was flickering. The boy in the mask was probably Lilac's friend. I already forgot his name, but he was the tall expressionless guy. I wonder how he ended up in a play like this.

“It’s not easy to think of a new game!” “Oh! Don’t be a drama queen rey! Spit it out!” “We can play many games...” Harshi had started. “Like Princess in distress....” “NO!” Sahithi had said. “We played that before.” “Pirate Queen...” “Done and dusted!” “Teacher and Student....” “Who’s the student?” “You!” “Okay! Who’s the teacher?” “Me.” “And I will be the principal.” Janu sounded her enthusiastic self. “So, what’s the theme?”

“If Bunny lost his eyebrows again, we are not calling that an emergency.” “Not Bunny.” Sebastian looked at the tablet in her hand. “What?” Poppy immediately turned on the screen and nearly pressed the thing into her father’s face. “This.” Sebastian pulled the tablet back a few inches to preserve his retinas. I looked at the screen from where I was standing. Princess castle. And not just any princess castle either. The thing was dusty pink, white, and gold, with four floors, tiny towers, a plastic elevator, a ballroom, a stable, lights that actually worked, and enough accessories to make one adult lose faith in capitalism.