Princess Peach Beautiful Novels & Stories

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

My breath gets caught in my chest at what I find inside, and it takes everything in me not to rush forward. A nursery. A god damned nursery greeted me with Jessica sitting in a rocking chair, clutching a soft looking cream bunny plushy in her arms. She wanted to be a mother, had a room planned for a baby to come right away. Gods, she was perfect and that fucker ruined his chance. “Princess?” I call softly, pushing the door open and slowly stepping inside. She looks up with wide, teary eyes, her face tear-stained as she tries to fight back the sniffles.

"Now, scrub peasant." "Peasant?" I mimicked back, grinning and jerking the plate away from her. "You have problems." She puffed out her nose. "I have charm. Get it correct." I did not want to acknowledge it. Wanted to be able to brutally reject the manner in which her silly antics tangled my heart into a warm, danger knot. But as she shoved me in the hip and made great 'princess' noises, I could not lie to myself. She wasn't just charming.

“Sweet pea. I'll be your Daddy.” Hold up one second. He said what? “You will?” Beauty's eager eyes danced. “Honey. What he means is…” He cut me off. “I will. You, me and your Dada. You'll be my Princess.” Beauty's tears vanished. Miraculously. She sniffled, her lips spreading widely. She was ecstatic like she won a lottery. “Princess! Can we go bike riding? I haven't done that. Will we go for ice cream?”

Luke asked. "Yeah, it's a princess theme so I wanted to make everything look like a palace," Valentino replied. Alessandra squealed in excitement and demanded to be put down by Valentino. He gently put her down and Alessandra ran around the house, admiring all the decorations surrounding the house. "Isn't this too much for a kid's party?" Luke asked. "Nothing would be too much for Alessandra. She's just a kid, let her enjoy these things, okay?" Valentino said.

she giggled. "y-yes, your Majesty" I answered truthfully. I shouldn't lie right? "Amelia, just call me Mom" she pointed out. "M-mom" I answered as I giggle. She then gave me a smile. "actually, there's a Princess whom continue to seek Philip and she wants to get married with him" she said. Is that Princess Dahlia? the one that Philip told earlier? "Princess Dahlia?" I asked. She nodded. "I guess Philip already told you about her" she guessed and I just nodded.

Basil The music blares loudly in the club, the club that I own. Sweet Ecstasy. I'm sitting in a booth on the second floor, observing the moving bodies below. My eyes immediately settle upon a pair of women, only one of them ignites something in me. She's wearing a skin tight black dress that is a little too short. Long wavy dark red hair falls down her back reaching the top of her ass and what an ass she has. A full figured body, with tits that looks more than a handful, and a luscious ass that shook with each step, my favorite. I prefer women with curves, it gives me something to hold onto while I fuck them. Her friend isn't bad looking but she's not my type, too thin. I wave Andre over, my

she said, pouting her lips and shaking her head in disapproval. "Seriously? This is the fifth dress you're disapproving" I said with a sullen look on my face. Beatrice flashed her signature smile at me and said, "You are a princess. It is your job to look exquisitely beautiful and flawless". I heaved a sigh, the hunt for a 'perfect' dress was beginning to bore me. "How about this," I said, holding up a short black gown with peach-colored flower patterns sewn intricately at its ends.

There was a festival going on at the palace and unlike the other maidens who were so excited and having fun already, Nivea's case was different as all she could feel was anguish. "I'm done, my princess" the Malden primping her up said, when she was done with the touches on her face. "You look so beautiful" she added. Princess Nivea looked into the mirror and could indeed, see a beautiful woman. But only she could see the scars behind that beauty... "Thank you, Alice" she muttered a reply and stared down at the table. Just then, the door opened and looking through the mirror, she noticed it was him - Prince Noah

“You can come out now, Peach.” Peach steps out from behind the fridge. How did I not notice? Her hair is tousled slightly and her face and skin is all pink. I’m not sure if it’s from shock or arousal. Either way, her dress is a little wrinkled on her and she has that look on her face. The look on the face of an innocent virgin about to be sacrificed to a dragon.