Princess Style Carry Novels & Stories

She wore a trendy mini skirt with a flowy hem and puffy white lace underskirt. She was also carrying a small furry bag adorned with pearls.

"Your Highness," Jazzlyn frantically called out to her mistress who was in the royal library having a look at some books that interested her. Princess Xylia was dressed in a knee-length silver gown without any jewellery adorning her. Her hair was made into two side ponytails. "What is it, Jazzie?" the princess replied to her maid without so much a glance thrown at the latter's way. "It's the king," Jazzlyn responded. At that, Xylia put down the huge brown book that had caught her interest.

“It just took me by surprise.” I didn’t expect her to rub my back to comfort me. “Never mind. They’re all bark but no bite.” I couldn’t help a nervous giggle that made her chuckle. * * * Later that day, Brenan honored his words and came with Aine. The young princess took advantage of it and made her brother help her bring me an armful of new dresses, much prettier and more delicate than the ones I used to wear. All of them had the same motif embroidered in black around the cuffs and bottoms, and none of them were gray, black or brown, like those the service women wore.

The sleeves were already rolled up and the underside was sporting grey stripes. For Aria and Eden, they had provided matching red princess style dresses that were floor length and had off the shoulder sleeves. The dresses also had beautiful lace embellishments that looked like flowers across the sleeves, the bodice, and a few down past the hips. They also each had a black shawl to wear over the dress, and two tiny tiaras that had rubies placed in patterns to look like a crown of roses with a few diamonds sprinkled in.

She inhaled deeply trying to calm her trembling nerves as she stared at the large double doors. Last night would have been a sleepless night if it weren’t for Malerna carrying with her another beautiful gown placed in a wrapped box. It was apparently given by Lady Faye as what Malerna had said, but it intrigued the princess more upon seeing the gown. It was definitely a breathtaking piece, made with a luxuriant fabric mesh with a flower pattern and in an empire cut style at the shoulder and chest.

The eyes that intimidated even the king of the kingdom, the eyes that will soon watch the whole kingdom of Hymir. Dressed in a finely tailored maroon ruffled dress, the petticoat under her skirt rustled as she gracefully strides towards the door. Her bodice hugged her small waist perfectly. Her long hair swaying at her every step, despite its long length one would still watch in fascination how her silky hair manages to sway at her graceful strides. The maids tending her watches her with great fascination, and envy of her unworldly beauty. With the princess' beautifully sculpted face, and eye-catching long raven hair. One will look at her with great interest as her striking beauty stood out

Watching Jessica walk away from me, her hips swaying side to side, I groan and palm the bulge in my pants, my cock already hard and wanting to be free from the jeans I wore. I never would have thought that having her snuggled against me would turn me on so badly, yet I was struggling to not do anything more to my Princess other than play with her hair and rub her back. She just went through hell today and needs her Uncle Hunter, not a man ready to bend her over and worship her like the Queen she is.

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.

The scent of freshly baked pastries and the faint fragrance of jasmine from the nearby vines mixed in the air, adding a refreshing atmosphere. I also saw a nearby fountain. I honestly didn’t know where to focus my eyes on. If last night was all about sparkles and glamour, this morning was laid-back and sweet, and I think I like it more. “Princess Adessa!” I greeted her when my eyes finally found her as she and Alpha Kael emerged from the back of the fountain. The princess wore high-waisted, tight-fitting brown suede pants and a long puffed-sleeve blouse with a waist cincher or belt corset. Simple but elegant, and she was carrying it beautifully.

"And your bag? I'll help you carry it, okay." Jenna grimaced as soon as she tried to lift the bag. She dropped it as soon as she had picked it up. "Geez, Christine, what's in this bag?" "Oh! Don't worry about it. I'll carry it, please lead the way," Dohana said easily lifting the luggage. 'What the hell?' Jenna thought. "Okay, follow me," she said entering the lift. "So, what's your title by the way?" Asked Jenna. "Princess Andorra."