Princess Kisses Novels & Stories

gods, how does she so effortlessly lighten up my mood all the time? "The princes are pompous in Caps." She continues, "But they are very beautiful men who are known rizz masters." I turn to her. "What?" "You know... rizz... Smooth talkers." She explains. "Oh, now I understand." From the open door, the interior of Alpha Hall looks like a building from the 70's. Zuri calls it “Noble Hogwarts with less chill,” and I totally agree. We're about to step through the door when we get blocked off by four good-looking boys who look like they are genetically engineered to seduce, ruin, and then casually forget you existed.

he offered not meeting with her eyes but focus his gaze on her back Princess Claire turn around and let him help with the strings, she inhales as his other hand graze her skin and close her eyes to stay calm It seems to take a longer time for him to finish and Claire felt her breathe caught up in her throat, she let her hair fall back as she walk to take her seat, Prince Michael follow suit She pour him a cup of the tea and open the covered plates to reveal the beautiful made cookies "You really pour some heart into this" he said with a smile and pick one of it Princess Claire also smile and pick one, they both take a bite and chew to see how it taste "It seems it is to your liking" she stat

“The Crown Princess will surely love that, young Prince JK.” Replying to her with a giggle and an excited tone of his voice, she smiles back and once more in return to the young prince as a familiar voice and a call stole her attention. “JK!” Glancing beside as the image of the young princess and the adored daughter of the crown royals smiles at the both of them while waving her hands towards the young prince that in the distinct flow of this time her very presence and existence as a human is eminent and changes the flow and course of things. She wears a grand blue ball dress by which intricate design is a pattern from the mistress of time and added by the spark and wealth of diamonds and pe

Hands trembling slightly, I opened the box. Inside… A stunning red satin dress. Strapless. Fitted bodice. A slit up the thigh that screamed danger. Beneath it, a jewelry box. A diamond choker necklace and earrings that sparkled like frost. And below that… silver stilettos, delicate as glass but fierce in shape. I opened the envelope with a nervous flick. A single card. We’d love to see you in these, Princess. —A, L & K. My breath caught.

"I saw the announcement on the television. How are you holding up?" At that moment, the announcement came again. I found myself looking and listening. Sebastian was dressed in a suit of white with medals of excellence pinned to it. The princess was wearing a beautiful red dress that covered her feet. She and Sebastian held hands and smiled at the camera, their eyes met but Sebastian's were pain filled, and I knew that the wedding was, indeed, in two weeks time.

In the suites of the princes, specifically in the suite of Prince Louis, one of the maids was accompanying him, and their voices reached outside the maid in exchange; My prince is enough, someone will reveal us Louis passionately kisses her neck, his hand extending to lift the hem of her servants' short dress; No, no one will dare enter my room, come on girl, don't stress me out any more, I'm burning here, I feel like I'm going to explode The maid is trying to remove his hand and remove her clothes with prostitution. Hahahaha no your highness is enough please I'm not that kind of girl believe me

Being treated like a princess makes her life dull. She always wanted to be treated as equal as those normal people do. Without looking at her life status. And she felt it when she enters Younas' Home. They may not be wealthy as every household she knew, but they are warm. 'So warm that you allowed him to hover you.' That stupid part of her mind whispers into her head. Even no one is around, still, she feels shy. Her face feels like burning with the thought of him kissing her. She remembers how she was unable to sleep that night after he kisses her. His face was all that she could see every time she closes her eyes.

He set his glass on the balcony, his hand then finding its way to the small of my back so that he could draw me in to him. His eyes shone as if the stars themselves burned within. He leaned forward and brushed his lips across mine. The sensation made my spine feel like it was made of champagne, bubbly and ready to float away. I pressed my lips against his, begging for a better taste. He opened his mouth, the effervescence of champagne permeating my senses. I smiled as I moaned softly. All I wanted was to drink his champagne kisses.

Suppressing a groan, I reluctantly pull away from Jessica, noticing the blush creeping along her cheeks, and I grin. “I will see you tonight, Princess. Make yourself at home, and let me know if you find a room you want to make into your office and art room. We can get it put together however you want.” I say, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to her forehead. Her blush darkening does not go unnoticed, and my grin turns into a smirk. It seems my innocent Princess is not so innocent after all.

She asked. "Yes, baby. It is. A real tiara for my little princess", Charles replied. "Mummy", she said and moved to sit beside her mother on the couch. "Are you feeling sick again?" "Just a little, princess. Don't worry, I'll be fine and we'll bake our Christmas cookies like always." "Yeah! Don't worry, mummy. I will take care of you. You will be fine." "Thanks, baby." "Mummy?" "Yes." "Can I become a real princess that lives in a big castle?"