Princess Hours Drama Novels & Stories

--- My princess, I need energy, I don't know if you noticed but I'm a big and strong male, I need to eat a lot-- I say looking at her again, my gaze passes over her whole body, I know I must look like a pervert, but this woman drives me crazy She bites her lower lip, which makes my situation worse, my friend wants to be released Deep breath --- But it's just a little piece darling, I'd offer mine what you're doing, but he doesn't seem to care about it, I think he likes meat-- he says making a face, looks like someone didn't like the idea of her baby eating meat. She knows very well how to blackmail someone, she knows very well that I would rather give her all my bread and see her eat hers th

One by one, nobles approach to bow and greet him. Soon the hall falls noticeably quieter. Princess Diana arrives. She is breathtakingly beautiful, her long golden hair cascading down her back in loose waves. Her moon-white gown sparkles like stars, hugging her curves. Every movement she makes is elegant, practiced perfection. As Damien's official consort, she walks confidently to his side. She smiles gracefully before taking the seat prepared beside him. Many whisper that they truly look like the perfect royal couple, a picture of power and beauty. Earlier that evening, inside Harris's room, the Prince nervously begs Aiden. "Please, Aiden, come with me tonight."

Her eyes darted around the room. Confusion flooding her expression. “This… this isn’t…” Not a costume party. Not even close. Her stomach twisted violently. She lied... Where is Valeria? A bright light hit her face at that moment. She flinched. Another flash followed. And another. Phones. They were pulling out their phones. Taking pictures. Recording. “Oh my God—look at her!” “Is she serious right now?” “Who told her this was a costume party?!” Laughter erupted again.

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

Princess Reda answered as they all enter the large room, splitting themselves - the second Princess and daughter of Luna Howell. "Where is Princess Lahore?" The king asked, breaking the silence "Still on her makeup…" Princess Reda replied, standing beside Princess Faricenda who chuckled, "As usual!" She rolled her eyes and Princess Reda hit her shoulder, chuckling. Princess Lahore, the first Princess and daughter of Luna Luciana - Princess Lahore walked into the throne room in her glass high heels, wearing a tank top with a crazy short Jean. The Alpha coughed, his wine splashing onto the ground; his face changed. "Is this called a dress?" He thundered and Princess Lahore paused, scoffing sil

The violin band next to him suddenly changed its tune, the lights suddenly dimmed, and the vision in the hall was dim, leaving only the red candle swinging on the long table. The headlights turned on, and everyone's eyes focused on the spiral staircase. Princess Hilda stood at the top of the stairs, wearing an elegant long gold-plated dress, a light smile on her lips, elegantly waving to everyone in the banquet room. Tonight's party was organized by her, and she was also the only main character. Following the appearance of the great princess, applause and praise rang out continuously. She accepted the crowd's flattery, grabbed the marble handrail, and slowly descended the stairs.

me : what do you want you are calling your master by name princess : shutup iam not your hiccup servant me : then what you are princess : I hate you sobbb I hate you hiccup because you hurted me hiccup me : who hurted whom did you forgotten princess : yeah hiccup you forgotten my love and made me your slave or servant something whatever (this girl is really can't she be less cute I really wanna kiss her very badly) me : you loved me princess : ofcourse I love you sobbb I love only you sobbb I still love you hiccup me : then why you accepted that marriage princess : I didn't hiccup we are just acting me : so you love me princess : yeah (this is the best chance to know the truth from her) me :

Being a princess was absolutely something funny. 'Why would anyone waste an hour getting dressed?' She thought and chuckled again. "Drama baby!" Fifty eight minutes later , Elva sashayed out of her bedroom. She went over to Natalia's room and met the princess standing before her large dressing mirror. Natalia was packing her hair up in a long ponytail. The princess had beautiful, brown hair with a few blonde stripes. Natalia was wearing an ash coloured, full sleeved shirt which she folded at the elbows. A high-waisted, black flay skirt which stopped mid thigh and ash colored knee length boots completed the looks.

Princess said. "Did you and your mother plan this?" Christopher said and smiled brighter. His wife and daughter have just planned to kill him with compliments. "What did we plan?" Rose who had just come in said. "Good morning mom!!" Princess said and rushed into her arms. "Good morning my Princess. How was your night?" Rose asked as she hugged Princess. She had gone into her room and changes into a bump short and plain white top. "My night was great!! Have you seen how daddy looks?" Princess asked as she pulled out of the hug.

He asked, emphasising more on the third option. Sia's eyes widened at the last one, and she rushed out her reply. "No, Your Highness, I want to find a woman. She is called Princess Diana of Moonshine." Instantly, the Prince's eyes glowed, turning murderous. Sia could almost see sparks of electricity in his eyes. His voice came out cold and blank. "What do you want with her?"