Sunshine Princess Novels & Stories

she exclaimed. “No you don’t, it’s freaking warm outside, you’d wish you went out naked” Amaya cautioned. “Oh my god! Should I get more sunscreen then?” She asked. Amaya smiled calmly. “You’re fine dear, you’re fine” Nina smiled back “thanks” she said and run out. Mrs. Story who was standing in the stairway smiled heartily. “It’s been a while since I saw her this happy, what’s happening?” She quizzed Amaya.

Then, my gaze shifted to Suna, demanding his answer. Suna cracked a smile at me, as if understanding my look. He then motioned towards her with one hand. “This is the princess of the great southern desert kingdom, Princess Aisya Rahasi Ulma.” “I see.” I said, and was about to properly greet her as a royalty, before I suddenly froze. Wait, Aisya Rahasi Ulma? Isn’t she one of Asher’s love interests? What is she doing here?

She didn't even know he had taken pictures of it. She remembered many other absurd things she had written down in her diary and gulped. She stared at the lake briefly and turned her face away. A few years ago, she saw a movie where a girl fell into a lake and was bitten by so many snakes. Despite all attempts to save her later, she still died. Paige was still haunted by that movie. She took a step back and shook her head, "No, this cannot happen." Zach smiled and took a step closer to her. Tucking some strands of her hair behind her ear, he asked, "What cannot happen, Sunshine? Am I not worthy to be called your prince charming?"

My princess looks at me satisfied as she approaches me --- You were very kind, thank you-- he says touching my hair ---I would do anything for you-- I say sincerely, seeing her blush --- Well, I'm hungry, aren't you?-- asks trying to dodge the subject again --- I am, now get the yogurt, milk and strawberries that are in the fridge, I will make a very strengthening vitamin for you-- I say and my princess soon goes to the sink to wash her hands --- Yes sir-- speaks already near the fridge while picking things up and putting them on the table. The buns are already ready, the big problem is how to make the smoothie, what happened? I know what goes into a smoothie, I just don't know how to make i

A flash of red burst into his vision. Sophia leaned against the doorframe, a smirk on her red lips. "The great Marcelli heir certainly takes his time. You made a princess wait for half an hour." The afternoon sun streamed through the blinds, casting a golden halo around her. She was as brilliant as a flame, burning her way into his black-and-white world. In that moment, he appeared unfazed, but his heart had skipped a beat. After that, she found endless ways to cause trouble—a laxative in his whiskey, important contracts folded into paper airplanes, parading around in a scandalous nightgown during a family meeting. He met every challenge, playing the long game.

Sunny's cheerful voice called me out as she ran towards me. Can she never not run?, I laughed. “I’ve been waiting outside for you, you look so so so so so so beautiful, baby,” she screamed, forcing me to cover my ears. “You too, Sunny.” She wore a short red dress that stopped below her thighs, revealing her goddess long legs. Her brown hair was combed neatly as it fell on her shoulders, covering her exposed back, not to mention her cute and pretty face. Gush, my friend is so beautiful, and Gamma Lucas will be so grateful to have her as his mate.

It was a mask she wore to lure people into thinking she was weak and powerless. Hellen was neither of those things. She was a woman you never turned your back on because a blade would find a home in it. She was plain in her looks until she smiled. She could lure a lion to its death with that smile. “It is good to see you returned to the castle in good health.” “Yes,” she picked at a fuzz on her shirt. “You found the lost princess. The King is very pleased. He can’t stop talking about it,” said the Queen, tone void of emotion.

she asked, toe tapping against the weathered porch boards. Damn. She got me. I had done my best to learn what I could about Tobi’s world, and yeah, I knew he was a prince. But I hadn’t really thought it through. Not all the way. “I mean… we haven’t exactly talked about that yet,” I muttered, trying to keep my composure. “A crescent moon,” Moira said, exasperated. “I guess we should start calling you Princess,” Oscar teased with a grin. Henry turned in his arms, confused. “Wait, what secret is she keeping?”

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

I added. "Yes my princess, I'm yours" ****