Whomademeaprincess Novels & Stories

Michale stomped her foot before walking away while Jenni bowed a little before Princess Moora and followed after Michale. “Who is this Princess Moora, I wonder?” I thought, still trying to wrap my mind around the sudden turn of events. “Thank you for helping me,” I said to her, managing a smile despite my nerves. “I’m sorry, but I didn’t recognize you.” Her expression softened just a bit, and she nodded, her green eyes sparkling with a hint of amusement. “No need to apologize, Miss Selena. Not everyone is familiar with me, especially in a place like this. I am Princess Moora Wagner of Germany. My mate, Becker Wagner, will soon be the crown prince. We are here for the first time to sign a tra

I m just Appling medicine.... He appy cream in her hand after a apply he looks at mehak with love and asked her.... What is your name? She gets scared and says please let me go.... This is not the answer of my question princess..... Listening this adeel was about to faint in shock and happiness..... She says please let me go please.... Princess your name? I want to go home says mehak.... You will go to your home after you tell your name says ibrahim..... If I tell u my

He looked at Damon and smiled, but Damon just stared at the young lady blankly. She got in front of them and stopped walking. “My King, My Queen, My Prince and Princess.” She uttered as sweetly as possible and bowed. She lifted her head and looked at Damon’s face to see if he had an impressed look, but he had a blank expression. “My name is Princess Kiara Edgar, from Ambersy Kingdom. I am a very hardworking woman who cares so much about who she loves. I believe if I marry the prince, I’ll take good care of him.”

"Chase me, Father!" Shouted the eight-years-old Princess Amayah of Lancayan. They are in the palace garden and are having fun playing. Her father, King Kendra chases after her while laughing. They were also accompanied by her older sister, Princess Aloha and their mother, Queen Aruha. They picture a happy family that anyone would envy.

I march downstairs and into the living room where Enrique is sitting with Marco while my dad’s in his study and my moms probably smoking a cigarette somewhere. “Fine I’ll work for you. However you’re not gonna make me do stupid chores like get lunch, coffee or do your laundry.” He looks at me confused. “ Princess I would never make you do those things. I’ll treat you like the perfect princess you are. No stupid chores.” “Really?” I ask completely taken aback. “ Of course my princess deserves nothing but the best.” He walks closer to be and I back up until he has me pinned against the wall. I look over to Marco for help but he’s too busy on his phone to care about anything.

“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 .

Once he was gone she looked back and went up to Caden. "You can't be here you need to leave," she demanded. "Then you're coming with me." he fired back. "I have things to do and you are getting in my way. The people here are dangerous and I don't want to deal with anything having to do with you." Caden took the wad of cash from her hands and flipped through it before handing it back to her. "Is all of this just for money? You have plenty of it, Princess. Wait, no, I should not call you Princess anymore, how about Venus."

me : what do you want you are calling your master by name princess : shutup iam not your hiccup servant me : then what you are princess : I hate you sobbb I hate you hiccup because you hurted me hiccup me : who hurted whom did you forgotten princess : yeah hiccup you forgotten my love and made me your slave or servant something whatever (this girl is really can't she be less cute I really wanna kiss her very badly) me : you loved me princess : ofcourse I love you sobbb I love only you sobbb I still love you hiccup me : then why you accepted that marriage princess : I didn't hiccup we are just acting me : so you love me princess : yeah (this is the best chance to know the truth from her) me :

It's messy and I think it badly needs a hairbrush. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" he shouted. Gosh he's breath stinks! I almost throw up and I badly want to shout in his face that he needs to know some personal hygiene. "I am Princess Amira, the second princess of Citrine. And she's my personal assistant Ashley Devera," I told him before he shouts at us again. Because he might kill us with the bad breath he have! He looked at me as if scanning me from head to toe. Then he smiled, a devil one!

Chapter 79 Zara's POV I did not know what to make of what I just heard. It all made sense now. I knew that name, Riana Park, the princess of the Crescent moon pack. That was why their Alpha, Alpha Alken was here at the Blood Moon mansion. The packs were going to be united by the bonding of their heirs. It is a little hard to describe how I felt. A flurry of emotions overtook me. I did not know what to feel but I felt something, a lot of things.