Princesses Crying Novels & Stories

The door swung open almost immediately, revealing Princess Inayat in a state of evident distress. Her eyes, red-rimmed from crying, still burned with a fierce inner light, their sparkle undiminished even by her tears. Her long, dark hair twisted into a braid cascaded down her back and over her shoulder, framing a face pale with worry. The scent of almonds wafted from her person, mingling with the sweet aroma of velvet, a reminder of the luxurious fabrics that adorned her royal person. The glittering jewels that used to encircle her neck and wrists were now gone as she put them off in her devastated and mourning state. Yet, despite the trappings of royalty, it was clear that her heart remaine

Now they were begging and crying for forgiveness which could no longer be given to them. This was the only way she could have the courage needed to speak up, with their eyes closed, there were no more threatful eyes staring at her anymore. Her mother led her by the hand, and kept comforting her, one by one she pointed out those responsible and there was a loud cry in the palace but their plea was not heard. Finally Rebecca walked up to two more ladies and touched them. They cried with a loud voice as they forcefully took off the clothes. "We did nothing princess, we've never harmed or harassed you." They cried.

“Princess!!!!!” Annalise’s high pitched cry managed to pierce through the fog and drag me out of the haze of my jumbled emotions. She rushed to Erica and cradled her in her hands, crying heavily as she rocked her body. “No, please no. Don't leave me, princess. Riri, my dear, oh please.” Her heartbreaking wails as she rocked my wife who was as still as a block of ice seemed to act as a catalyst to my tears and my eyes watered up.

"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.

Her eyes burned with anger and sorrow. "Lola, look at me" "Princess" Lucas tried to gain her attention, which failed repeatedly. "Baby please look at me" he urged her softly. That snapped her attention away from the dead maid and towards Lucas. She noticed that she has everyone's attention now. Everyone is looking at their princess who is grieving for her dead maid. She is trying hard to hold her tears back. But one look at Lucas, and she began to crumble.

Ivanna is sitting beside her, concerned. "Hey, what's wrong?" I sit in front of her, looking up at Ivanna. "She's saying—" "I don't wanna go", Chrisanna shakes her head, her voice breaking. "Princess, what's this?" I touch her chin. "You never cried due to this before. You have been so strong and understanding. What happened now?" "I won't", she starts to sob. "Hey", Ivanna immediately cups her face, wiping her tears off. "Baby, you need to be there. It's important. What happened suddenly? Tell us"

As I cry, a small hand offered me a handkerchief. "Princess Amelia, why are crying?" the small voice asked. I quickly took the handkerchief and immediately wiped away my tears. I looked at the one who handed me the handkerchief and it's Princess Sophie. Her face looks so worried. She looks so worried to the point that a tear drop from her eyes as well. "why are you crying?" I asked and leaned. "because you are crying" she started to cry to loud and it took me so long to help her calm down.

Tears began falling down the side of my face and I opened my eyes, immediately connecting their gaze to Masters. The look on his face was questionable. I couldn’t tell if he was disgusted with me, or with King Richard. I couldn’t even tell if he felt sorry for me, or sorry for the man that was touching me. At this moment all I knew was that I hated him and I would make him pay for this. How dare he? I am a princess! I screeched as Richard shoved me harder against the table, bile rising to my throat and intending to spew out everywhere. I couldn’t hold back the cries anymore as they began to pour out of me.

Inside Theo Palace A drop of tear cascaded down the puffy cheeks of the gloomy Princess who was staring out the window hopelessly. Though she wasn’t shackled, she was confined within the four walls as per the King’s order who had surpassed all limits of cruelty. Caressing her stomach, a heart-wrenching sob escaped her chapped lips which soon took the form of loud cries. Diana burst into tears and clutched her stomach tightly, her body shaking violently as she cried for the safety of her unborn child whom the cruel King had ordered to kill.