Princess In Other Words Novels & Stories

she asked, toe tapping against the weathered porch boards. Damn. She got me. I had done my best to learn what I could about Tobi’s world, and yeah, I knew he was a prince. But I hadn’t really thought it through. Not all the way. “I mean… we haven’t exactly talked about that yet,” I muttered, trying to keep my composure. “A crescent moon,” Moira said, exasperated. “I guess we should start calling you Princess,” Oscar teased with a grin. Henry turned in his arms, confused. “Wait, what secret is she keeping?”

All that is known about them is that they do not have princesses; they are all princes, and this is the reason for their strength. She prepared herself, and her maid took her to her chariot that would take her to the kingdom of her unknown prince. She caught a glimpse of the king of the kingdom of darkness as he climbed in his chariot and set off to suddenly open the door of the cart she was riding in, and her prince climbed in to launch the cart with lightning speed to enter a black gap, a time gap that helps in moving between kingdoms. The allies quickly and easily found themselves suddenly in front of a palace—no, rather, a very high and huge castle, more than her father's palace in seve

A low moan escapes my lips as lips encircle my hard nipple. Strong fingers find their way inside me, slowly moving in a ‘come hither’ motion and creating a lewd squelching sound that I did not expect my body to make. “Princess, are you my good girl?” I look down my body to find familiar dark green eyes, filled with lust and need. “Yes!” I moan out my answer….

She says throwing it on the bed along with some gold chunky heels " Wear a gold necklace." She walks away and I take a shower. I get do my skincare and get dressed. I put on the heels and my gold necklace with the heart that Enrique had got me. I would never wear it in front of Enrique but I figured that it'd be best if I throw it in Leandros face. I put on some concealer, mascara and lipgloss. I go downstairs to the living room. I see my mom sitting on the couch her eyes light up as she sees me. Then I see my dad walking out of his study with him,Enrique with tho gorgeous blue eyes. "Hey Princess."

Princess:- don't talk to me or you die, this is my order to leave me alone. me:- my princess you talk so much, you are hurting my heart. then I will hold her and fight, everyone who comes in my way, I will feed my sword blood and I will run far away from the reach of this kingdom, then I don't care what happens to me, what happens to people who come after me.

She tries to avert her eyes but I hold her in place. "Mi Princessa, you should never be ashamed to express how you feel. I know you were not aware of my presence when you spoke. But guess what, things we do or say behind closed doors, are our true colors. Our true intentions. Our true feelings are usually let out when alone. And I want you to know that, even if I get given a chance to choose, I will choose you over and over again mi Princessa. My heart belongs to only you. Infact, my whole being is yours to do as you please."

Looks like i'm gonna have fun after all. Stepping close to him the others stepped back to make way. "Why don't you shut up and climb that ring asshole" i say coldly. He then began to laugh sarcastically then looked at me. He's only a few inch taller than me. "Princess I think you should head back home and braid your dolly and not stay here to fight with a big man." I looked at him dead in the eyes then smirked "why you scared to get your ass kicked by a princess" i ask emphasising the last word. Just like i've expected he turned red in anger and stepped towards me. He was about to throw a punch but I was quick to duck and throw him a punch straight in the face knocking him out instantly.

He replies. The other three did the same, and true to their claim, their marks were glowing. I let out a crazed laugh. "No, I'm not!" "Let's see your mark then." Mosley Froskarn, the quiet one, urges me calmly. I search the archives in my brain for a response to his request. But luckily, my warrior princess steps in with an intervention. "She... She does not have one," she whispers as if her next words ought to be top-secret. "She's a Prose."

I was getting hungry too. After serving the three princesses with the cookies, just like before, their orders came one after another. "Aveline, pick me some flowers," Princess Octavia said. "Aveline, get me some romantic books from the library," Princess Meliora said. "Aveline, comb my hair," Princess Viviana said. "Aveline" "Aveline" "Aveline" I AM very exhausted as I sit on the edge of my bed. It made a creak sound. I wiped the sweat off my face with an old rag. It's torn and very thin.

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.