The Princess Diarist Novels & Stories

It is terrible! They saw at once that she must be a real princess when she had felt the pea through twenty mattresses and twenty feather beds. Nobody but a real princess could have such a delicate skin. So the prince took her to be his wife, for now he was sure that he had found a real princess, and the pea was put into the Museum, where it may still be seen if no one has stolen it. Now this is a true story. Book Reviews (1) Pal says: August 1, 2020 at 1:46 pm

I started, but she cut me off by lifting her hand to my face, and the only reason I didn't slap it away was that she was royalty. "No. I don't listen to outsiders and to people like you. I believe that you have knowledge about my engagement with the prince but, nonetheless, you came onto him!" "Where's your proof of that?" I asked, now folding my arms to control myself. "Oh, I will... I do have... I want to hear you confess with that mouth of yours!" I laughed and shook my head at her. Of course gossip would start about Sebastian and myself, I had been expecting such, but Princess Naomi had no proof. She just wanted me to fold at her presence because of her title.

"Yes! Can you???" Peach smile and say..."of course!" "Once upon a time, there is a little Princess who doesn't believe in romance. The Princess have a boring life with a colorful and cheerful friends. Thosw friends of her that makes her high school life a little better. Until one day, the little Princess left something important in the wild forest. The little Princess wants to take what she hade left in the forest. But when she came back, It was already gone making her sad. Not until she met Prince Charming who luckily have her magical notebook.

Lord Toiba and the Old Physician tried to peek inside the room. The room was a mess, with fresh flowers and water all around the floor as their vases had been broken. An ivory bust of Fiachra broken in big chunks, one would barely be able to restore it. The physician and the maids cowering in one corner of the room watching the princess throw anything she could get her hands to. From expensive potteries to pillows. The Old Physician clicked his tongue as he watches Morrigan, his head shaking, studying the princess who is on a rampage. Null of any of the grace she was expected to portray.

� 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕). 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉

So, she made up excuses after excuses that she has no business outside until her public appearances become near to nonexistent, until she was a rumor within a rumor–unless she was forced to make an appearance as the heiress of the crown–rare though it may be (no one would be glad to see her out and about, anyways…) but she was fond of flowers… so she made it a point to be seen at least daily, briefly, if only just to tend to them… her flowers, her garden. She twirled a daisy before plucking it's petals one by one, watching them being blown away by the winter winds away from her. The Princess, now of age eleven, is currently not in a good mood–and all hell breaks loose (debatably literally or

" Reading the text, my heart started to race. I'm getting thrilled from hearing the climax of her diary. I glanced through the windows to see the dark midnight skies before fixing my eyes back to the notebook. "One day, Princess Diane from the Empire of Nezerafana, visited our peaceful abode. At first glance, I knew I'd never like her. From the flirty looks she gives my husband while flashing dirty looks at me, to the way she seductively touches his arm as if tempting him to bed. This type of person is not new to me, however, what irritates me most is how Emperor George lets her do as she pleases. It was as if he became enchanted with her spell.

“I need a bath” “at your service my princess”,the maid said and hurried to prepare her bath. Meet Dianne princess of Mesopotamia daughter to king Maximilian11 and the apple of his eyes, a girl who always has everything shoes silvers gold jewelries dresses. One thing about is that she is not the sort of prim or even proper infact she is the exact opposite. Sexy as hell with her fiery red hair her gleaming green eyes infact she’s the exact opposite of a typical princess we know I mean she’s not the type to cry over a torn dress or a swollen ankle but she definitely loses it if her dress is not embroidered with jewels I’ll say she’s the living Nefertiti an Egyptian goddess on Earth .

On the other hand, the Duchess is at loss as to why the second prince will even do such a thing to both her maid and the first prince. Aimilios then turned to the Duchess and placed the folder on the coffee table between them, letting the Duchess's maid get it to hand it over. As soon as the Duchess got it, she opened and, in the folder, it revealed various information about the ongoing articles about the princess and the whole documentation on who the 'witness' those articles claim to be, which lead to the paper at the very back of all of it. "Countess...Junifer Loyfiere?" The Duchess read as she slowly looked at the princes.

Caius asked coldly. Nemiah thought for a moment as she looked him in the eyes. She felt that Caius was doubting her so she took the diary from the pouch she tied on her skirt. She hasn’t finished reading it yet, but she decided to give it to the prince. Her hands seemed glued to it as Caius tried to take it from her. Caius eyed her so she finally let go of the diary. The prince opened it and it made him frown seeing Aries’ name written on most of the pages. He closed it irritably and threw it at the deepest part of the lake. Nemiah’s eyes followed the diary as it sank deep down into the water. “Why did you..?!” She glared at him. The diary wasn’t hers but the hurt cuts deep down like that di