Princess Honey Novels & Stories

I told him, he took a step out the cell and looked back at me. "Got it, well princess, stay out of trouble until later", he said before using his speed to leave. So part one is finished now part two. After the sun came up, two women came to take me from the cells to the room where I was original staying. After using hypnosis on them, they both told Jackson that Damien was still in his cell. When we got to the room I saw a beautiful white gown laying on the bed. The older lady told me to take a shower its time to get ready for the ceremony. After a few hours of doing make up, hair and nails Jackson walked in and told me to put on the gown its time to go.

Her nose is high, and her lips are red and full. She is the lovely princess of Elhasa Kingdom. She is watching the dancers gracefully dance in the middle. Their bodies are vigorously swaying with the accompaniment of the music instruments played by the musicians that her father, the king, hired for her twenty-first birthday, which will be happening only an hour away from now. “Your Highness.” A deep male voice called behind her. Princess Alf turned and saw a handsome knight wearing red armor standing by the door. He has a perfectly chiseled face, thick and long brows, dark red eyes and flaming red hair.

she accused, stepping closer. I froze, caught off guard. "I heard what you said earlier. You want me to be with you," she continued, sighing. "I’d do it— only for one night, after the six months, after I have gotten my company back... I’d need to prepare myself because..." She hesitated before whispering, "I’m a virgin." Her words, as cute as they were, made me laugh. Her innocence—how could she possibly be a virgin if she had been married to John Smith for years?

She wondered if animals can be affected with dark ancient spells too; if they were also subjected to forgetfulness. Just as the tribe princess’ mind fled to those moments on her land in Zagreb, the door of her chamber opened, revealing Prince Woon with a tray on his hand. She bolted up as he placed it on the table across her bed. “I felt terribly sorry that ye have to dine alone…I still canst-,”

We went to Hawaii this year for our company retreat and yes that creed packed all of the Hawaii into me—on the beach, on the balcony, even once in a hammock (which we broke and had to pay for… sorry, Sheraton). Every day with him made me think of why I stayed, why I came home, why I started this new journey. Not that everything was okay, but because it was my own. Lily's daughter, Harmony Daisy Reyes—yes, that is actually her government name—was turning one year old in two weeks, and I was pulling out all the stops for her surprise birthday party. Of course, Lily had no idea. Which, for anyone who knows Lily, is saying something. She always does know everything.

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

The party was about to start. Valentino led Luke and Alessandra to her room. Valentino opened the door and Alessandra squealed in shock. There was a princess ballgown in the middle of the room a shiny tiara on a small table beside it. Luke was shocked upon seeing the dress. It looked like it cost thousands. "Daddy, look! It's a princess gown!" Alessandra exclaimed as she ran to the dress. "Do you like it?" Valentino asked.

he said and she gritted her teeth; gods above, he was starting to get on her nerves. "Tell me about yourself" the prince said and she looked up to meet his endearing gaze. "There's nothing interesting about me, your majesty. My name is Hazel Spiers and I'm a red-blood. That's all you need to know" Hazel said and he grinned. "How old are you, beautiful Hazel?" She bit her lower lip, unconsciously fisting her dress. "Twenty one" she muttered and his grin widened. "Do you have any questions?" He asked and she sighed.

she said and put down the comb “it is obvious am trying to win against her?” she asked again checking herself thoroughly in the mirror she has spent a lot of money to get herself to be this beautiful so to have a chance also, the sixth princess will be getting married tomorrow and the King will finally be able to see her and her capacity so she has to do well in order to get favor from the King “Is Zoey better than me?” she asked her maid again who smiled and gave an outright ‘no’

Her wings looked like they would belong to a dragonfly. “Tanz, this is our new Duke, Sir Scott MaComb, and his two children, Scott and Stacey.” Then Belle turns to our daughter, her eyes beaming, “This is Princess Elentari Amia Tirisil.” She holds a finger to her lips, “But this is a secret no one can know until we announce her to the Kingdom as a whole. You will be the only one allowed to attend to them while they are in their quarters. Until she is announced you may refer to her as Miss Silk MaComb.” Her instructions were absolute.