Princess Dog Bed Novels & Stories

The small procession came to a halt before a door. To her utter surprise, it was a pale pink door. A small plush rabbit dangled from the brass handle. Dorothea looked up, her guarded little face instantly fracturing with a sudden glimmer of light. Drake pushed the door open. A massive floor-to-ceiling window allowed the daylight to saturate the space, transforming the room into a brilliant, transparent box. The floors were a pale hardwood, softened by a thick, cream-colored flokati rug. Near the glass stood a grand princess bed—its white wooden frame intricately carved with twisting vines and delicate blossoms, topped by a soft pink tulle canopy cascading elegantly from the ceiling.

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She probably knew that I'd seen them, and she looked as pale as a ghost. We weren’t alone in the corridor, though. I had a couple of other guards watching the princess’ quarters. She saw that we couldn’t speak freely. She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times like a fish trying to breathe on the surface, and then she opened her bedroom’s door and closed it after herself.

She never knew a blue bag could be so sexy. Katie helped Samantha to put the mother dog on the stretcher. Then her seven puppies. The drip was administered and her and her pups were properly examined. The pups were scared bit well fed. The mother however was thin and dehydrated. The saddest part was that she had both front legs broken. She had done her best and her pups were healthy. It had taken everything in her. As the drip slowly relieved her thirst and pain, she slept soundly. Her pups finally warm and safe with her. They took them to the hospital but didn't know what to do next. Usually you stayed with your patient but they were expected to stay at The Palace.

The room that came into view made me gasp in surprise. Good Mercy!! Why is this so beautiful for a blind Prince who couldn't even see different colors? The large king sized bed was laced in the middle with beautiful white velvets divided into four with a strong hold by the ceiling clip. It was plaited neatly to the edge of the bed and blue stones stuck by it. The bed sheets were pure white with royal blue petals scattered on it and a huge fluffy blanket. The Italian carpet was royal blue with a gold dragon logo in the middle.

She said exasperated. - How is Castamar? Is your room huge? It wasn't the answer she was hoping for, but she certainly wasn't going to get the worms out of him today... She was going to have to put her curiosity on hold... - Well... It's even bigger than your palace... I have a huge bedroom and I have four maids... I have a huge dressing room arranged by events and by color... C is simply sensational! You have to see that, Mirabelle... It's...

Spotting the one that belonged to me with my name showing, I touched the doorway, pulling it aside and walked in, looking at the floor, a huge and beautiful rug covered it, I touched the lamp on the side, it was not high temperature and lighting so as not to harm the material of the tent. A spacious bed, beautiful rug, a delicate shelf on the side to put clothes and study materials and the decorated lamp on top of it. The comforts of the princess's mansion have been faithfully brought to the middle of nowhere, on the sand. She is whimsical with the things she does, and that I will never deny.

She rolled all over the floor, tears pouring from her crocodile eyes as she clutched her broken arm with the other hand. I picked myself up and went to get Christian from his crib before going to get security. As soon as I opened the door two men were rushing to my bedroom. "Your Highness, we heard screaming." "Princess Naomi tried to attack me." "Oh my goodness, are you alright?" "I'm fine. She's inside the bedroom." They rushed in and their eyes popped with surprise when they saw the state I'd left her in. Regardless of her pain, they handled her out of the room and out of the palace.

As I got close to the door, it opened and my guard walked in. "My Princess...", he bowed his head, "How're you feeling?". "I'm fine....you were the one who laid me on the bed and put the towel, right?" I asked him. He looked to the side, and scratched his ear. Now that I looks at him, be reminded me of someone. Someone I knew a long time ago. "Well, My Princess, you were getting hot...due to the crying and the heat. You also fell asleep crying, so I had to lay you on the bed, without waking you up. I'm sorry if I offended you." He said, as he bowed his head in apology.

The only thing that escaped my lips was a desperate plea: “Kiss me.” It was the last thing I said before slipping into a nightmare, and everything went blank. ************** I woke up in a strange room, my mind hazy and disoriented. “Where am I?” I murmured, blinking as I took in my surroundings. The space was beautiful, almost surreal. It was large and airy, like something out of a luxury hotel or a wealthy estate. The walls were painted a soft cream, decorated with abstract art in shades of gold and deep blue. At the center of the room stood the king-sized bed I was sitting on.