Aesthetic Princesses Novels & Stories

When Clarissa entered the beauty salon, it was not surprising that everybody turned their heads to see who came in. Everybody was in awe. It was as if a celebrity visited the salon. No. More than a celebrity but a goddess who went down from heaven to make them realize that “humans were not created equal.” That Clarissa was a special being created to make other individuals fall into despair, as she was almost perfect in every aspect. Everyone was like saying “Who is this beautiful woman?” Even the clients of that salon that time never missed making a second look just to gaze at the beauty who just arrived.

She had to do the same and so she did . As Cynthia touched the crown she reached an unknown place , it was a castle .There was a kind of meeting going on there . Hundreds of unusual creatures stood there .Few of them looked human but the weren't they had an unusual glow and shined bright . In the centre was a throne and two ladies stood in front of fit .One of them was extremely beautiful . She looked like Cynthia they were almost alike , at first Cynthia thought it was her but it wasn't they both weren't identical . She wore a white gown and jewellery made of white pearls , she was lying down on her knews crying .She was wearing the exactly same crown Cynthia saw in the previous room . On t

Luke asked. "Yeah, it's a princess theme so I wanted to make everything look like a palace," Valentino replied. Alessandra squealed in excitement and demanded to be put down by Valentino. He gently put her down and Alessandra ran around the house, admiring all the decorations surrounding the house. "Isn't this too much for a kid's party?" Luke asked. "Nothing would be too much for Alessandra. She's just a kid, let her enjoy these things, okay?" Valentino said.

“I beg your pardon but the princess was summoned, not a witch” A gentle wind mockingly pass them as everywhere became silent safe for the animals that were all going about their nocturnal activities. The lady stared at George with wide eyes for a few seconds before bursting into laughter “Oh my, i guess i didn't introduce myself” she straightened herself and made an elegant pose, the moon over her igniting her grace “I am Princess Larissa of Windfall, feel free to fall on your knees in reverence, though i can see that most of you are already on your knees”

But in her mind, only a very beautiful princess would suit their handsome emperor. Aren't you also a princess? said a small voice inside her mind. She quickly shook her head to get rid of that little voice. Yes, she was a princess but that was before. And another thing, her face is not pleasant in the eyes of other people. The emperor might frightened when he saw her ugly appearance.

“I think it’s admirable. The other Princesses of the other kingdoms are very compliant. They do as they’re told without question. Arsenal isn’t known for it’s compliancy, as you know. I don’t find that kind of thing attractive.” My heart skipped a beat. “The other Royals know their place. I’m defiant.” “You’re not defiant, you’re human. You have thoughts and emotions. The difference between you and the other Royals is you actually express them. I don’t want to be with someone who submits to me because it’s their duty.” I smiled, for the first time realizing Sadeon hadn’t changed that much since we were kids. “I remember you saying something like that when we were young.”

While the 3 was left dumbfounded, now that they took the liberty to observe her she looks exactly like a celestial being from another world and her laugh was soft and alluring so charming plus her cute cheeky face looked so attractive already so it would be a wander wether she will be a cause of a cities downfall just because of her otherworldly beauty. They took this moment to silently observe little Fae as the translucent glow of the afternoon dusk, showered her small figure, making it look like a beautiful warm painting from ancient times. Royalties we're naturally born a beauty, it was a gift from the gods and goddesses who were protecting their empire. But even they themselves felt the

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

Too much make-up and those jewels which were already in danger of strangling her! She found the customs of this country quite funny... However, her dress was perfect. Much more perfect than she could have imagined. Even the stylist, who had seemed disgusted when she had chosen it, had congratulated her on her "good flair". She looked like a princess. A real princess, if you took into account the fact that she wasn't one. She smiled and instantly thought of Mirabella... Mirabella was having a magical romance with her teacher, but she was going to end up breaking his heart if feelings ever got involved.

- You're beautiful. “Like you,” the girl agreed, admiring her husband. The man was dressed in an expensive dark gray camisole, matching Dea's dress. -Listen, - Aznar carefully straightened her curl at the temple. “Advisors are people loyal to us. But they don't like Anmars. And not all of them are tolerable enough ... -I understand. It's all right, - said the princess seriously, not letting him finish. "Then why do I feel like I'm leading you to be torn to pieces?"