Sleep Princess Novels & Stories

“TIME Princess, wake up!” Found herself in the dreaming void where the beginning resembles hers, yet deeper than what she ever felt and encountered. She stands in the corner still in her ghostly self as she is somehow being sealed with the spell that would never allow her to interact or be made known to anyone. Then in there, the name is called, as the sleeping princess is being awakened. From the void and time of the original’s world.

Lisa The soft hum of the city outside was drowned by the rhythmic breathing of my sleeping angel. With a cup of milkshake in hand, I tiptoed into the nursery, where the golden morning light painted warm hues across the walls. My little prince lay peacefully in his crib, his tiny fingers curled into loose fists, his delicate lashes fanning over his rosy cheeks. It had only been a few minutes since I left him to make my drink, yet it felt like I had been away for hours.

But Willow, with her wide eyes and innocent curiosity, piped up, "Mommy, can we have a story before we sleep, please? A princess story!" She couldn't resist her daughter's request. Stories had always been a source of comfort for Willow, and Tessa couldn't deny her the solace they provided. "Of course, sweetie," Tessa replied, her voice taking on the cadence of a bedtime tale. "Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, there lived a strong and brave princess named Lily."

but she, well she did liked him. Icarus looked at the tiny princess who rambled on about god knows what but her voice was so soothing that Icarus felt like if the female would keep speaking then he would be asleep in no time it was as if she was singling a lullaby, plus she looked so adorable in her silk night dress with just one socks on her while she might have forgot to wear another. "Do you want to sleep here?" The male was by her side in no time and the carmine irises lit up gazing at him in hopeful expectation

She was walking away when she heard someone that made her feet froze in the middle of the way. "When the night falls l, And the birds go to sleep. Princess Sophie is awake, What does she need? Does she wants a big horse, Or a shining castle. Does she wanna look pretty, Or is just being naughty. Oh the moon want to know, The sun is already snoring. And the stars twinkle to ask too, but only her daddy is knowing. She wants a hug, And a goodnight kiss. I will rock her to and fro now, And thus she will sleep."

Quietly, I move around to retrieve my running shorts, my old, favorite black T-shirt and slip into my trainers then take a seat on one of the chairs in the closet room and do up the laces. “Hey, are you planning on shirking out of running with me? Are you scared to lose?” And there goes that mouth of hers again. I want to stride over to that bed and cover it with my own, place my tongue inside her mouth and taste her. Instead, I chuckle. “You have got to be kidding me. Besides you looked so peaceful, and I figured you could do with some sleep, Princess.” “I’ll sleep when I’m dead. I don’t need much sleep. A deal is a deal.” She sits up, the sheets falling away from her body exposing her prac

Deacon said through gritted teeth before dragging the woman who looked just like me out of the room. I huffed and sat on the bed looking around the room in daylight. The dark purple was a beautiful color and made the room look very royal. I saw a set of clothes laid out on a dresser I hadn't noticed last night. I approached and saw it was a sundress that was yellow with delicate pink flowers lining the hems. I suddenly realized I had slept in my clothes and headed into the adjoining bathroom to shower.

She whispered to herself. Sally went in search of her princess after fitting into her dress. She came out of the backyard and stopped short when she saw Danika sitting down on a paving, her head leaning on the wall. She was sleeping. It isn't the first time Sally has found herself sleeping around in a corner these past few days. But she knows that her princess has a lot going for her lately too. Tears prickled Sally's eyes. She wished all this will go away, and her princess will be happy again. This isn't the moment for her princess to be sleeping because they have a duty to see to, about the coming princess.

The horse wasn't moving and she didn't want Samantha to know that yet. When Katie turned to leave, one of the floor boards creaked and she heard Samantha cough. Then the sound of a horse getting up! Katie turned slowly, sure she was hallucinating due to lack of sleep. Nightmare stood up and was trying to get the bottle from a very sleepy Samantha. Katie ran up to Samantha and hugged Nightmare and then her. She had no idea how a dying horse was drinking its weight in milk right now, she didn't care. A beautiful animal was saved and a gorgeous Princess won't have her heart broken. All she needed right now was a greasy breakfast.

The T-shirt she’d slept in had ridden up to expose her pink cotton panties printed all over with little donuts, complete with colorful sprinkles. A wry smile tugged at my mouth. She was sexy without even trying. Most women weren’t sexy first thing in the morning, but there was no black makeup smeared under her eyes, no death-breath emanating from her in an unpleasant wave. There was nothing but soft, sweet female to worship and indulge in. She stretched her long, toned legs under the blankets, letting out a squeak, then opened her eyes. “Morning, Jace.” “Hi, princess.”