Princess Quarterback Novels & Stories

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.

The jasper I know in the past would never pry on a lady's privacy and threaten her this way. My gaze got to Keach who only look away with a sad expression. There is nothing no one could do. I can see it already. No one will dare go against the prince of FFC but I can and I will. After all I am the Princess. The princess of FFC.

It was the first time I thought someone might care about my life as they should since I would be luna, but the look on her face said she didn’t care what I did. “You’re supposed to make sure that doesn’t happen. I’ll be queen and luna, you know?” She rolled her eyes and hustled onto another jeep, and grabbed another gun. Shiloh and Messiah join the efforts to fight while Ian was maintaining the shield that was keeping everyone alive.

She whispered softly to the empty room, “How could this happen? I was supposed to be his Queen…. She looked around the beautiful guest chamber, her eyes empty now. This was supposed to be her place, her life. She was supposed to be Queen by the king's side. She was supposed to wear his mark on her neck, not some other woman. Her breathing slowed. Her tears were gone now, replaced by a cold, bitter determination. Slowly, she walked to the small table by the window and poured herself some water, her hands still trembling a little. She drank, her mind racing with thoughts of what she could do. She wasn’t just any woman. She was Princess Sheila of the Moonshine Pack. She had power, she had conne

Then she got up to leave before anyone had chance to reply. Samantha couldn't help herself. She walked over to the paper and lifted it to read. " PLAYGIRL PRINCESS SHACKS UP FOR A STEAMY THREESOME IN NEW REALITY SHOW " LIVING LIKE ROYALTY"." Samantha reads the headline with horror but rather reads on then to see the expression on Katie's face. When she finally mustered enough courage, she was surprised to find that Katie looked amused, very amused in fact!

She whispers, her voice filled with happiness. “Well, your happiness means everything to me, Princess. So what ever you want, just ask me.” I declare, wondering if her feelings for me were shifting in my favour, Jonathan fucked up when he cheated on Jessica. He could have had the perfect wife if he kept it in his pants. Now, I will make sure my Princess knows she can have anything she wants as long as she is with me. I will let her enjoy her days as a carefree wife sooner or later and let her have as many kids as she wants. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter.” Her voice cracks, and I know she is trying not to cry. My heart twists, and I wish I were there, holding her, kissing her tears away.

"She's so beautiful." Many who had settled back down stood up to watch, pushing towards the gate. Their claws clenching through the fence as their eyes gleamed with excitement and astonishment. When the Princess reached Jake, she lifted her hand to meet his. Jake took her hand and kissed it before he gently brought her over towards him. Turning towards the crowd, Jake said, "this friend, I hope you have seen it yourself. This is Princess Dohana, the future Queen of Andorra standing next to the Future King."

Now, Queen—Kween, with a K—was not the same. She walked in in her magenta pantsuit, braids down to her waist, and those rhinestone glasses that looked like they belonged in a K-pop music video. She didn't smile. She didn't frown. She just… looked at me. Her heels clicked like punctuation marks. And then she paused. Her eyes raked me from head to toe. She timed the fur coat. The white boots. The pearl clips. She tilted her head. "You borrowed my style."

As long as their little princess was happy, what was there to object to? The days ahead were still long.

"Hello Princess" *****************************************