Princess Dog Bed Novels & Stories

We'll decorate it as Eden want soon, she only have to ask and she'll get everything she wants. "What do you think princess should we change this bed for a princess one? Or maybe a nice cosey crib?" I ask her, everything she asks for would help us determine her little age. I've let her down so she'll abel to look around the room "Uhh...a...a...prin.... princess bbbed" she stutters, does she always stutters or is just the nerves. "I can manage that, they'll change the bed by the end of the day." I say having a mental note to ask my mom for one, she probably went crazy buying Eden everything she needs.

This place is definitely worth its price—but I still wouldn't pay that amount even if I was a billion dollar rich. I walked to the end of the room where there was a door opening and I saw a prince-like bedroom. The bed was a king-sized one with a comforter and two pillows. There was also a sofa and bed lamp at both the left and right side of the bed. More than anything, I was tempted to jump right into the bed and sleep like nothing had happened—like everything was okay. I heard Alvin cursing somebody on the phone and immediately rushed back to the sitting room.

The sight in front of me makes my eyes wide. The princess, fast asleep on my couch. Why isn’t she in her own room? I quietly make my way across the room. I don’t want to wake her, but what’s she doing here? Well, she can’t sleep on the couch; she’s much too good for that.

With that said the princes turned back to their Beta as they started discussing business and I followed the maid to my room. It didn't take long to get a door as the maid took a key from the little purse around her next as she opened the door. As I stepped into the room, I couldn't help but gasp in awe. The space was so much larger than I had imagined, and it was fit for a princess. The walls were painted a crisp, clean white, and it instantly gave the room a sense of grandeur. My eyes wandered around the room and finally settled on the queen size bed that was placed in the center of the room. It was draped in luxurious silk sheets and fluffy pillows, and I couldn't wait to sink into it and

I'll check out the bedroom". I almost faltered my steps towards the bedroom and opened the door which revealed a huge and luxurious King sized bed. There were two paintings in left and right side of the wall one is Alpha Prince Jack in a sophisticated Royal outfit sitting on a golden chair. While the other one is a Wolf, a huge furry beast in dark gray color. His eyes are golden brown and they looked at me like i am it's prey. A shiver ran from my body as the fear in my heart started to fill my whole being. I don’t like that picture.

Nathan shook his head in exasperation. He wondered if it was a good thing or bad thing to have married such a ferocious woman. After that, they carried the luggage to the master bedroom on the third floor, and they began unpacking. As for the children, the domestic help brought them to their rooms. Mia’s room was European Princes-themed. The walls were all pink. There was a round princess bed covered with a light and transparent pink netting while the white pillows were shaped like clouds. Many adorable stuffed toys were placed in the middle of the room, and there were fresh flowers in the vase at the front of the bed.

I found myself reaching out to scratch the little dog under the chin, and it looked up at me with a somewhat dumb, but also incredibly adorable, look in its eyes. “What’s your dog’s name?” I asked. “Oh, Goddess,” Chris said softly, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Here we go…” Ophelia hiked the little dog up again and patted its head. “Her name is Princess,” she said, grabbing a piece of shrimp off of a passing waiter’s tray and handing it to me. “Here. It’s about time for her mid--evening snack, otherwise her blood sugar will get too low…” Before I knew it, Ophelia and I were becoming fast friends. She insisted on practically gluing herself to my side throughout the night, eagerly drinking

I gave the other men the same instructions as my own, no unnecessary blood spilt especially no civilians. An hour later I exit the room where the glam team had finished getting me ready, Maddox eyes roamed my body as though he wanted to rip my black floor length ball gown right off me. Turning to the full length mirror in the hall of the safe house I check my appearance. The dress is a rough satin with a slit almost up to my hip bone on the left leg with a plunging neckline and off the shoulder straps. I wore nude heels and my ruby jewellery and tiara, playing the part of Royal Princess. My jewellery was a gift from my parents for my fiftieth birthday.

I’m rooted to the spot, mouth dry as I press down the door handle. Violet’s eyes widen as I flick the light switch, and I know I’m doomed when she smiles. “Oh wow! Wow!” she says, and she’s taking it all in. The princess castle I made myself out of wood and silver paint. The rocking horse in the corner, the patchwork dollies on the shelf. I see her admire the little dressing table, the white wooden bed carved with hearts. Sugar and spice and all things nice is stencilled on the wall above the bed.

"And it's obvious you like her. Don't tell me you don't want her." "Of course I want her." Navia didn't hesitate for a second. Princess was a beautiful black mare with sleek, glossy fur and a powerful build. Despite her imposing appearance, she turned into an affectionate puppy whenever Navia was around. After nuzzling against her and licking her hand for several minutes, Princess lowered herself slightly, clearly inviting Navia to climb on. Unfortunately, Navia could only decline with regret. "Sorry, Princess. I can't play with you right now."