Princess Honey Novels & Stories

Princess Dohana turned to give him a stone cold look, "why haven't you said this all along. Do it quickly, tell Prince Terrah to make the payment." "Yes, my Princess." "You may go," Dohana dismissed him. After he left, Princess Dohana began to caress her stomach gently. "Jake, our child is waiting for your return, what's taking you so long?" As she spoke, the Princess heard some light footsteps. She stood up abruptly and glanced around. Behind her, the Prince of Paris suddenly appeared. Looking handsome and dazzling on his white suit, white shoes and a white hat, the man smiled at her. "You...what are you doing here?" Dohana asked puzzled.

He placed the cans on the floor near the edge of the pool and then he walked towards Honey who was sitting on the chair, leaned back relaxed. Adrian’s eyes scanned the tempting body of the girl who must be a year or two younger than him. She had a wheatish skin colour but it was smooth and glowing. Her hair was a sweet and soft black colour and short, hanging till her shoulder. Her breasts were round and in the thin and revealing bikini, her t*ts were slightly bulged up and tight. The cleavage was deep and Adrian could imagine his member sliding through the deep fold in the middle of her breasts. Seeing Adrian’s lustful lingering gaze, Honey very slowly gets off her chair and leans on to Adr

Hazel Green, just like the Falcon. Shaking her head to get back in posture, she straightened up her act, “Y-yes.” She cleared her throat, before trying again, “Yes, I am Laylin, Princess of Ehan.” she hastily replied. The Princess and Chamberlain were both stupefied by the exotic beauty. They could tell she was not from Rakhbar at a glance but more importantly, it was hard to see anything past her pretty face, even when she was beaten bloodied, and blue.

But in her mind, only a very beautiful princess would suit their handsome emperor. Aren't you also a princess? said a small voice inside her mind. She quickly shook her head to get rid of that little voice. Yes, she was a princess but that was before. And another thing, her face is not pleasant in the eyes of other people. The emperor might frightened when he saw her ugly appearance.

Hany said while laughing " she is the princess Muons , the darkened King's fiancé , didn't you know" his eyes widened while drawing a victory smile " oh man why you didn't tell me earlier, your highness "he grabbed me while putting me behind his tall back , protecting me apparently. like I needed protection.... " so let get me this straight , you , adam gonna attack me ,I am gonna dodge it easily , take your sword and throw you at you friend who i don't know his name only by one hand , my left one , to hit his hand and sticking it to that tree , jump at you the second who I don't know his name too , and yeah you chief , my greetings, give you 2 hmm no 3 punches and will not cut your throat f

Romaine replied, flashing another fake smile over her shoulder. She tugged her earlobe, and his whole body reacted, heat pouring through him. Her hair, mostly up for the ball, had fallen throughout the night, and as they walked, the princess pulled out the rest of the pins, letting it cascade freely down her back. The sweet scent of honey and salty air hit him in the face.

It was the same eyes which holds many stories ,my lips formed into a smile at that moment without my realisation in the thought of finding the person behind the mask. I asked someone to research about him but there isn't much information about him which others know, the main thing was that most of the citizens have no idea that he is the fifth prince as they haven't seen him. He really is good at maintaining a low profile, I should ask some people close to him or I should ask him itself to dig into his information. I push my thoughts behind my mind when the sound of tray landing on the wooden table disturbs my mind, placing the steam bun on the tray I look straight to meet the pair of eyes w

A hallucination, I was fûcking sure of it. She stood there in a light blue silk, looking like an angel, no slash that— she looked like an ice princess come to life with that silver hair shining in the light overhead. Her breasts were wrapped up in triangular silk and her flat stomach was visible through the fabric of the baby doll which turned back to silk from her waist down, barely hiding the lacy panties she wore underneath. Even as I took her in, drank every inch of her, my mind questioned what I was seeing. “Princess?” My voice came out rough, deep and disbelieving.

L’oana, on the other hand, was vocally clear with her opinion. “What the hell did you do, you fool? No… don’t answer that. One look at little Miss Princess and I can clearly see what you did. Are you out of your mind? Have you no sense at all?” she hissed as she stomped back and forth. “I have half a mind to abandon you right here and let you fend for yourselves. You obviously don’t give a fig about anyone or anything.”

It wouldn’t do well with my status. Minutes later, the door leading to her bedroom opened and Honey stepped out, looking breathtaking in a very revealing red glittering dress. It has a long b cut at her back and a splitting at its hem. Everyone's attention was on Honey as she descended gracefully down the stairs, her eyes refused to meet mine in a defiant manner. That stupid stylist was going to hear from me for allowing her to pick such a revealing dress. Honey shouldn’t be showing her curves to any other men, I was the only man who should be seeing it.