Black And White Princess Novels & Stories

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

What exactly is this, Princesa? She’s wearing a white dress with flowing sleeves and looks… almost radiant. She holds a lot of power too, that’s clear. The sun hits her golden curls. One wouldn’t think she spent the night in a cold dark cell. The goddess sure loves the Rossis… I look away from her, my demeanour darkening as I glare across at the men who all have their eyes on her, hostility clear in their eyes, but if they’re trying to intimidate her, they’re only digging their own graves deeper.

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."

The atmosphere was charged not with fear, but with a profound, electric sense of rebirth. At the center of the dais stood Princess Freya Sunfang. She wore a magnificent gown of woven gold silk and white velvet, her dark raven hair crowned by the heavy, ancient Sunfang diadem. The amber medallion resting at her collarbone radiated a soft, steady warmth. Standing beside her in a formal velvet tunic embroidered with silver wolf crests was Prince Leo Blackwood. His broad shoulders squared, his striking golden eyes swept over the assembled lords with calm, unyielding strength.

Barg said with delight. "Why do you want a night with the beautiful princess?" Blackwheel asked. "Because she is beautiful and she is a princess," Barg replied. "Why can't you focus your mind on other women? Must it be the princess who rules all the way from her throne with her father?" "Yes! It is only her that I want. And I am willing to give everything I own just to have her." Blackwheel looked at Alberto and shook his head. Alberto was surprised too but not very surprised as Blackwheel.

She lies with her chest and cover her body with a sheet except for her back which is bare while the maid massages it "My princess, Prince Craig is here" another maid who just walk inside the room announces Sally pause with her hum and there was a silent for a while before she speaks up "Let him in" she orders "Yes my princess" the maid obeyed at once and bow her head before leaving and not less than a minute a tall, young handsome man walks in. He has a long black hair and the azul coloured eyes which makes him more handsome He dressed so classic with many costumes which shows that he is a prince with his long robe sweeping the floor. He smirks seeing the beautiful lady in front of him

a voice boomed. They looked up to see the Princess sitting on a black throne in the far end of the room. She looked nothing like those around her, who simply looked like humanoids looking through a distorted lens. Princess Saayan looked like she was made of black smoke, with two white holes for the eyes. "I am Princess Saayan. Come forward and share your concerns with us, and we will try to help as much as we can. But take heed of this: Nothing in the world is free."

And right now i was outside her house 4:55pm patiently waiting for her to come out As soon as it hit 5pm the front door opened and the most amazing girl, Princess and future queen of black phantom royal pack I got out of the car so i can view her clearly She was wearing simple purple high waist shorts with a pink crop top that had the word prettiest princess on it her blonde hair was on a perfect pony tail she wasn't wearing any make up like the other girls do which made her even more attractive i liked seen her natural beauty " That's my girl.." i said and she blushed " You look amazing.." i complimented and she blushed again "Thank you you too.." she said and i smiled "So shall we.." i sa

The stares of the guests were extremely intense, and I could hear whispers coming from all directions. I placed my hands elegantly atop each other, gracefully bending my hips forward with my eyes closed. "Heir of the Di Santoro family and Celti'ki. I, Artemis White - Princess of Europe and heiress to the White family - grant permission for you to place 'La Piaga Rossa' on my sacred body. Thus, I grant you the title 'Prince Consort', as my future husband", I replied, my words confident. Practiced. I'd been practising such a phrase since childhood, so that when my fated partner came along, I wouldn't make a single mistake. Who knew I would be using it here, now, with someone who wasn't my fate

One of the Black cloth men asks and tries to divert the attention of a girl who was floating above them. The girl in the black mourning dress with white-silver hair, her beautiful eyes glaring at them from behind the black veil that hidden her goddess-like face. "Yes I did, but I just came back from the front line to bring a gift to sacrifice at my husband's grave." When she said of her husband, she pats on the beautiful liquor wooden box in her bosom. The gorgeous smile appeared on the lower face of her that didn't cover in the veil captivated every black cloth man here. They gulped their saliva and tried to suppress the lust that was rising within them because they knew that this beauty is