Princess Carrying Novels & Stories

It is not deep or dangerous but as a wolf she should be healed by now. When my Beta, Derek bend down to get her. I suddenly froze. "Stop Derek!". He turned to looked at me and frowned. "But Alpha, I just want to carry the Princess into our car.” "No, you and Ayah get the car ready. Tell all the warriors to head home. I will carry the Princess to the car, and Derek...you drive.” I pretended not to noticed the surprised exchange of glances between Ayah and Derek in front of me. "As you wish Alpha."

I can check in on her anytime I want now. Happy to know that my Princess is tucked away safely in my house, I make my way to my Hummer and climb inside, spreading my legs to give my still hard cock some room. I knew bringing Jessica here would be a challenge for me, but I was up for it if it meant I could make my Princess mine.

"Carson!" Aurora shouted as she flew down the hall. In a flash of black curls and brown skin, she leaped onto the grown man that was standing guard in the living room. Ever since she was seven Carson had been her personal bodyguard and was honestly like a second father to her. She loved to jump onto him and have him carry her wherever she wanted. She was the Princess of the house and she loved when he treated her as such. With her legs around his waist ad her arms around his shoulders she patted him. "To the kitchen my noble steed."

All the people present grow tired of waiting until finally, the first princess appears with her maids and attendants carrying a lot of bags. Taken aback by the first princess; luggage, the king orders a coachman to set up another carriage only for her excess and voluminous luggage. With everybody present and everything all set, the company finally starts moving. The captain of the knights and his men are on the lead. The carriage of the king and queen follows them. Then, the first prince, second prince, then the second princess’ luggage and knights on the rear. The caravan maintains a moderate pace as they head to their destination.

“You cannot do that to me, you have to let me be there to make sure she can handle it. I don’t want her freaking out, and I know that will happen if all of this is dropped on her and then you bring her here.” “I am going to do what I need to do to make sure she knows she is a Princess,” he growled. “You might have protected her for a while, but now that it is going to be Queen we’re going to have to work our asses off to ensure she can handle it.”

All that is known about them is that they do not have princesses; they are all princes, and this is the reason for their strength. She prepared herself, and her maid took her to her chariot that would take her to the kingdom of her unknown prince. She caught a glimpse of the king of the kingdom of darkness as he climbed in his chariot and set off to suddenly open the door of the cart she was riding in, and her prince climbed in to launch the cart with lightning speed to enter a black gap, a time gap that helps in moving between kingdoms. The allies quickly and easily found themselves suddenly in front of a palace—no, rather, a very high and huge castle, more than her father's palace in seve

Caroline’s POV: "I am glad Your Highness obeyed me last night," Lucille murmured in my ear as she did my makeup in the morning. Not that there were official engagements during the day today, but I was the Princess of Tresoria, and I had to present myself in the best possible way at any time. Sometimes I missed looking at myself in the mirror without makeup, as if all cosmetics were a mask for the world, but it was not in the right tone and I would be highly disapproved of by my mother and Madame Tremblay if I were not in my best, especially while Stephan was visiting. Morning makeup would be light and quick, because today there was so much to do, so the last thing I had to worry about right

~ The long trail of cars drives in one after the other and the long line of people waiting to receive them walk forward holding flowers and gifts. The maids hurry out of the car to open the car door for the royals and gently escort them to meet the awaiting councils and other royal members. Princess Izabella stood in front with her husband while the others stood a little far from her, they all look indifferent as the arrival of the new consort Escorted out of the car, Princess Claire walk with grace to meet the councils who are ready to welcome her in, the gifts were handled over to her and lot of flowers which she in turn handled over to her maid with appreciation

Both Linda and Alexa nodded. Delara and Malara led the way, carrying the box with the crown while the remaining servants were behind us. Looking back at them, I noticed their wings were out. It must be part of the tradition. A beautiful white and golden carriage awaited us as we left the castle. All three of us entered while Malara and Delara walked side by side with the carriage. “Make way for the queen!” I heard them shout as the carriage started to move.

Like her, she wasn’t wearing any make-up but face powder and lip balm. Shea remained silent as Carrie started to talk about anything and everything under the sun. She just couldn’t comprehend what she was talking about. Her mind was preoccupied with something else – something about what might possibly happen to them. “Hey, are you listening to me?” Carrie asked her as they stood beside their parents. She was about to reply when the loud neighing of the horses resonated near them. It was the King’s royal carriage. She couldn’t believe that he had those. He might really be the Alpha King because having a carriage like this would instantly protect him from any possible attack.