The Princess Bride Audiobook Novels & Stories

Princess Jiyanah scooted closer beside Méah and snaked one arm into hers. Méah's face reddened in too much embarrassment. Queen Jainah did not show any reaction but King Ambrose was silently delighted with it. The princess had never been so confident with someone before, not even Chah. "Your majesty, here are the books that you said," Chah suddenly spoke behind Méah and the princess. She had arrived with two thick books in her hands, one is covered blue while red for the other one. "Alright. Then give it to her," Queen Jainah said. Her attention was now on the old book on her lap, flipping from page to page as though she was looking for something.

They looked so similar The princess & maids exchanged puzzled looks “We are here for your ladies Pleasure” one of them said in a silky-smooth voice and they both gave a seductive wink. The Princess raised her eyebrow while her friends blushed. “Stop it” Kat cut in we don’t have time.

Shawn nodded his head, “Yes but not so much in the beginning, in jail we were fed tasteless food.” “And you can have all the sweet things you want at my expense,” Aldridge chuckled behind his hand. Shawn looked over at him and asked, “Have I ever told you that I love your laugh?” Aldridge shook his head, “No but I wouldn’t be surprised.” “You’re so full of yourself,” Shawn grumbled. * At the castle… Prince Sebastian walked into Princess Blanche’s chamber with flowers in his hands then looked around and saw that there were flowers from many others too.

GULAAB POV "Princess," An attendee stopped in front of me struggling for air as she came running to me. I quickly stood up from bed. "What he asked for?" I asked, my eyes big and alert. "Princess, he asked for you as the gift from his highness," She informed lowering her gaze. My heart beats raced insanely as I insert my feet in footwear, to run. "But, The King can deny," She reminded me thinning her eyebrows. "He will kill everyone then," I stated and pulled my skirt slightly up to run.

Natalia whines, and wolf cries in our head. "I, Princess Sasha Stone, reject you, Alpha Ben Humphrey as my mate and Alpha," I say in the loudest clearest voice I can muster, and a cord snaps in my chest. "Luis, Roland, Chelsea! We are leaving now," I order, and I turn away from a still shocked Ben.

"Indeed, Princess." "We just want to ask a bit of your consideration. We badly need the help of the magical healer from the west. And there's only one thing that could please him. The wine 'Blood of the Wise'. This is a very crucial time for us, Mr. Elixr. I hope you would understand." "Now I see where you're coming from." He nodded and went to the chair in front of the rectangular table. "Have a seat, Princess and gentlemen." I was about to sit but the ironclad arm around my waist stopped me.

Noah murmured. He opened a drawer in his desk and took out a small black velvet box. “Bet… I miss you so much. Even after twenty years, how is it possible that your smile is still so vividly engraved in my mind? Medeline just asked me something ridiculous…” Noah began speaking to a portrait of Beatrice that he had painted himself, roughly the size of a 4-by-6 photograph. Beatrice von Erendelle is a princess of the Octopus Kingdom and the only woman Noah had ever loved. She died twenty years ago after giving birth to their daughter. Medeline had taken advantage of Beatrice’s weakened condition and attacked her.

There was a spoiled, lazy smile in his voice. "My little shadow can't live without me. She's followed me since we were kids. When has she ever left me behind?" I stood by the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor of the Rossi estate, phone in hand, and heard something inside me crack. My luggage was still open on the rug: black field boots, lab notebooks, the silver cuff links my grandmother left me, and the gift I had prepared for Lucas. It was a custom microscope pin, engraved on the back with the promise we made as children: Go where the sea wind is, and do something that matters.

A harsh laugh, devoid of humor, echoed in the confined space. “Where you belong, princess. For now.” A hand, large and calloused, brushed against her cheek, a touch that made her skin crawl. She flinched away, a desperate, futile movement. “Don’t touch me.” Her voice, though still weak, held a surprising edge of defiance. “Feisty, ain’t she?” the gruff voice mused. “James sure picked a spirited one.”

She turned slowly and spoke to Aiden. "Aiden, I am just going to change and chill for the evening at home so why don't you head out and get some rest, ring home, go to the gym or pool whatever you like to do with your spare time." she said as I nodded to indicate I was going to be with Rori for the evening. He didn't argue, and he headed off in the direction of the guest quarters. We were silent as we stepped on the lift to take us the Royal apartments, and once the door opened, I followed her off. She walked straight to her room, and I sat on the edge of the sofa as she walked into her walk-in closet. I watched her move around the walk-in closet space. She took her jacket off and hung it. T