The Closet Fan Princess Novel Novels & Stories

Walls were painted red and golden, soft couches and a wall that was filled with all kinds of books. Solana's eyes caught the sight of a shelf that was filled with expensive princess crowns. All were in different shapes and colors. Solana was busy drooling over the crowns. Then she thought about the closet. She went into the closet, only to look at the luxurious closet and faint. It was the first time she had seen so much luxury under a roof.

But she paused for a moment when she suddenly saw a memory from her childhood—when they were happily in her room with their mother and father. She chose to ignore it and continued to her closet, where she found countless clothes that looked brand new. It seemed her father had been buying her dresses all this time. She knew he was trying to win her back, which was why he was doing this. Claire took a bath first in the ensuite bathroom at the end of her walk-in closet before changing into a light violet princess dress. Like her pink dress, this one was also long-sleeved and off-shoulder—in fact, all her dresses were like that, resembling gowns befitting a princess.

Maybe her choice of confidant wasn’t the best, being the sister of one of her possible lovers, but she literally had no one else to talk to, and she was certain Lyssa would empathize even if she couldn’t understand. Lyssa wove an arm through hers and pulled her to the exit of the sitting room, taking her the opposite direction of the Torture Room. They climbed two more sets of stairs before entering a suite that made the Torture Room look even more like a dungeon, and even surpassed the luxurious suite she’d used at the Bolos’ palace. She had just enough time to admire a fountain fashioned from black stone featuring cavorting demons before Lyssa tugged her into another room. She paused and s

It really was everything a princess would want or need. There was a small bathroom to the side with a shower, bath and toilet, the door beside it lead into the walk-in closet that was now packed full of clothes. I grab a book and take a seat on the bed beside her “Come on, get comfortable” I tell her, she grins, climbing in beside me and resting on my chest, Dutch climbs up and lays at her feet as I start the story.

he said and she frowned a little. We went out of the room and stood in front of a door when he opened it my mouth was wide open. The room was something out of a princess cartoon. It was painted pink and purple, Evie's favourite colour. The room was very spacious with a big princess bed with pink and purple Sofia the first mattress, a pink vanity table, purple wardrobe. There was a TV in the room also but what kept my mouth wide open was the closet. It was a walk-in closet with a lot of bags, shoes, clothes everything and they were expensive. Evie squealed in excitement when she saw it and there was a part of the room that had princess gowns, Sofia's, Amber's, Snow White, everything. This was

the room was quite empty, and without any ornament, but in the middle stood a large table, with a gorgeous cloth, and on it lay a big open book. Now the Princesses were curious to know what was written in the book, especially the oldest, and this is what she read. 'The eldest daughter of this King will marry a prince from the East: Then the second girl stepped forward, and turning over the page she read. 'The second daughter of this King will marry a prince from the West: The girls were delighted, and laughed and teased each other. but the youngest Princess did not want to go near the table or to open the book. Her elder sisters however left her no peace, and will she, nill she, they dragged

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.

Pft. She was thrilled with my gift and immediately read the book with excitement. I shook my head in amusement. I walked towards the squad who were talking to Caitlyn, the princess of Majika. I smiled and sat beside my twin. Cathy quickly sat beside me, and Leena glared at her. Then Cathy pouted her lips which made me chuckle. Leena snake her arms around my waist possessively and I chuckled at her childishness. I don't know why she doesn't want Cathy hugging me.

After her conversation with her mother in the morning, she has spent the entire afternoon locking herself up inside these chambers. Once on the streets, she has overheard two females talking about how princesses get all they want conveniently and how they themselves still have to work even though they and those princesses are from the same race and so they should be equal. Elysia has to say they are partly right, about princesses’ lives are easy and convenient. Because now she is getting bored and wants to have fresh air outside this suffocating palace. Poor her, she thinks sarcastically.

Then she got up to leave before anyone had chance to reply. Samantha couldn't help herself. She walked over to the paper and lifted it to read. " PLAYGIRL PRINCESS SHACKS UP FOR A STEAMY THREESOME IN NEW REALITY SHOW " LIVING LIKE ROYALTY"." Samantha reads the headline with horror but rather reads on then to see the expression on Katie's face. When she finally mustered enough courage, she was surprised to find that Katie looked amused, very amused in fact!