Punk Princesses Novels & Stories

I feel like I'm one of those bullies who takes advantage of their assets and make other people feel like losers. I maybe a Princess-like born with such fortune in front of me, but I'm still a human. I am also full of flaws and imperfections like any other person out there. Maybe I am a modern princess, but not in fairytales. --------- Third person's POV Sylvia couldn't help but lose an owl laugh because of what she heard. Now she knows the reason why her daughter went to Olivia Wines ’son’s office. And the business matters that it said are just a favor related to the selection of the construction company that will work for the new project to be launched by the company.

``` The party was an abso-fucking-lute blowout. Bass thrummed through the walls, music pounding and bodies packed into every corner of the backyard. It was a pool party so they were people in all stages of undress singing, fucking and going crazy in the water. The girl, Jessica, who invited me had asked to meet my “girlfriend,” so she could introduce her to the girls but said “girlfriend” stood in the corner, moping and glaring at everyone who went in the pool like they were diseased, hellbent on proving his point that he wasn’t my date. So I just lied to Jessica that my girlfriend was preparing for some kickass test and couldn’t make it. She’d been all too happy about my “girlfriend’s” abse

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.

I, Addie Starr, am the second child my parents have after an unexpected pregnancy. My older sister, Amanda Starr, cries because she believes that I will take away our parents' love and money. After she develops depression, she constantly threatens to kill herself. My parents come to hate me for it. They swear to Amanda, "Sweetheart, you're the only princess in our family. Just think of your sister as a maid we brought to you." From then on, all the dirty and exhausting chores in the house become my responsibility. When Amanda becomes emotionally unstable and threatens to cut her wrists, my parents hold out my arm for her. They say, "Sweetheart, if you need to take your anger out on so

She commented. “What is it?” Woon asked. Not one of them saw Jion’s slight tilting of his head towards the tribe princess and Alminah throwing a silent stare to the young lad before both averted their eyes from each other. “Works of Tolkien from the Capital city.” She smiled to the two royalties as they nodded in recognition. After a while, Princess Sue announced in sing song voice before facing the rest of the royalties. “Here we are.” There werr collective number of maidservants even from the distance and Alminah saw the elegance in everything she laid eyes into. She bet it was part of Princess Sue’s garden.

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.

None of those girls are my girl though, so I shove off the doorway and move on. I only make it to the opening of the living room when I bump into Paisley. She’s dressed as a fairy tale princess. A dirty one, with all the right colors of blue, yellow, and red, only there’s barely enough fabric on the skirt to cover her ass. Her hair is stuffed inside a short black wig, with a red bow on top and her face is overly painted. I catch sight of the guys behind her checking her out, from the high heels on her feet, up to the top that only just conceals her tits. She flashes me a smile. “If you wanted to see how hot I look tonight, all you had to do was ask for a private viewing. You didn’t have to r

After siring 18 princes, the current king, Henry Barton, finally sires me, his first princess. On the day of my birth, Father vacates the entirety of West Tower to be my personal place of residence. Not only that, but he also changes the rules, decreeing that no one is allowed to be alone with me. As a result, I remain mute even after I turn six. Father's new consort, Elizabeth Muller, is showered with love and attention even though she only moved into the castle three months ago. The first time we meet, she takes my hand and says, "You're so well-behaved, Princess Julia. Let me take you to look at the fish." After making sure that we're alone in the garden, she grips my wrist. Her smile

I was Windsor’s most untouchable heiress. The chairman of the university board was my grandfather. The student council president was my fiancé. The basketball team captain and the top student in our major were my childhood friends. Everyone said that if I wanted something at Windsor, I could have it. After taking a year off from college because of illness, I returned to campus. The moment I stepped through the gates, lines of comments suddenly appeared in front of me. [The spoiled heiress is back! She still doesn't know that all three male leads have fallen for the new transfer student.] [Jessica may be poor, but she's stubborn and kind. Watching her refuse financial help and insist on worki

Boldly, I slipped into a seat where a group of men were sitting around a poker table. I watched the way their mouths parted and the way their eyes widened in surprise. It was totally my fault. Everyone thought I was dead. Even now, rumors of me being here had already spread and they couldn't even stop the gossip from floating into my own ears. I'm princess Marina, the heir to my mother's fortune since my sister decided to disappear out of the blue years ago. I noticed some of the men checking me out, eyes pinned on my tits but really, anything for this game to work in my favor.