Romans & histoires Princess Kisses

She can still somehow end up sounding fucking cute even when she’s wearing nothing but a t-shirt that stretches over her large breasts. “So, do you have a preference, Princesa? Blond hair, black hair? Blue eyes?” She blinks as she looks up at me, her cheeks tinting a pretty pink hue. “I do… Chocolate brown hair, hazel eyes, full lips… angled jaw…” She raises her hand tenderly, swallowing as she brushes her hand over my jaw. She’s describing me. “A few scars…” I grip her wrist, stopping her hand from travelling down my jaw. “Don’t…” I say quietly, swallowing hard.

He said and chuckled, claiming her lips again. Her hands found its way to his head, hitting the crown down, scattering his curled hair. Stupid crown. She thought. Tonight they aren't King or Queen. But lovers. That crown is worth a billion, Princess. King Nicklaus said in between kisses. I'll get you another one, maybe brighter than that one. Lara said, kissing back like hell. I want you, Lara. It's making me go insane. He said, giving her hot kisses. I want you too, Nick. I want you too. She whispered.

She lost her crown, her name, and her face—only to discover the truth behind the throne. Ariana Ophelia possessed everything a woman could desire: a crown, a kingdom, total power, and a prince who swore his devotion. Determined to prove herself stronger than her late father, she ruled Roseberst with an iron fist, trading compassion for absolute authority. Until she goes to sleep a ruthless queen—and wakes up a powerless servant. Trapped in the battered body of Elena, a maid she humiliated hours before, Ariana wakes into a twisted reality: her dead father is alive, the palace is subtly changed, and another woman sits on her throne—wearing Ariana’s exact face. When Ariana tries to re

"Do you want to marry me?" He kissed the tips of her fingers one by one. While bending forward, his hair fell in front of his murky brown eyes, hiding the contempt inside. It was too easy to deceive a woman in love. Princess Rina, the third of the thirty-seven princesses of the Dragsa-kingdom - in the number of princesses, Dragsa and the Icelands were vastly different - broke out in tears of joy. The happiness transformed her unassuming appearance with too big of a mouth and slightly protruding ears into a more pretty picture. It couldn't exactly be called beautiful, but at the very least it had some charm.

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.

His kiss was sweeter than heaven and hotter than hell. I didn't want to fall for another tourist. You're not falling, I told myself. You're simply enjoying. I knew he was going to leave and I would be sad. But I would also be far more disappointed if I missed this. His kiss was insistent, intoxicating, and driving me insane. I wanted to melt into him and let him melt into me. I wanted to kiss every inch of his skin. Every inch.

“I just need to grab my shoes and I'll be ready.” He waited patiently as I slipped on the pair of silver pumps. The heel was higher than I was used to, with strappy ribbons that wrapped around my ankles, but they were beautiful and I felt like a princess wearing them. I couldn't walk very fast, but I didn't care. It was beautiful out and walking slow meant I got to spend more time with Aiden. “How do you like the island?” he asked, offering me his arm to keep me steady as we walked out the door. I happily took it, even though I felt fairly steady on my feet. No way I was turning down an opportunity to touch him.

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.

She knew that the princess had so many maids who could work for her so if she had sent for her, it meant she wanted to torture her. She didn't dare to give any excuses so she quickly headed for the palace. The princess was with the king and queen and they were all laughing and celebrating. Kathy went in before the princess and stood by the side, waiting to get her order. When the princess saw her, she smiled. She seemed to be in a very good mood and Kathy felt relieved when she saw that. The princess threw the keys to her room at Kathy and said, "I want my room thoroughly cleaned before my engagement party begins so, get to it right away."

It was better to ignore things that didn't hold much value. Lisa however didn't know what Killian was thinking. She just thought that there was a minor disagreement between him and the Queen. there was no way she would believe that the sweet woman who had welcomed her earlier that morning would be capable of doing anything bad. She walked towards the bed, Killian watched her, waiting for her to take notice of the white dress that had been carefully placed on the bed. Lisa eyed the dress in confusion. It was a form-fitting dress made of shimmering pearls. The dress was just in the size that would hug her curves in all the right places, It was undeniably expensive, she could tell just by the l