Black And White Princess Novels & Stories

The doors were unlocked and the black woman entered the room, her steps silent, she freed her face from the scarf and hijab and approached the armchair, looking at the half-open door to the terrace. "Are you all right, Your Highness?" – She asked an inattentive Karila. — What? – The princess asked confused, her eyes going to Normani's face which stirred to look at her better. Karila clumsily motioned for her to move another armchair so they could sit side by side, and the black woman did so, losing her eyes to the photograph in the powerful woman's hands, deep down he feared that she was having relapses of conscience.

she shouted. "Long live the King!" the gathered crowd repeated. The Princess was wearing a long, beautiful black dress with a high collar and a deep neckline. I would say that it was a luxurious mourning dress if it wasn't so damn sexy. Certainly, my pearl white dress with simple lace ornaments couldn't match her elegance. Elora's gaze was on Sariel alone. It was typical for her to ignore me, but this time it was more irritating than ever. She looked like she was seducing Sariel right in front of my eyes.

The party from the Great Southern Wasteland were stunned as they looked behind them. When it comes to legitimacy and status, naturally they can’t compare to the long linage of royalty such as the House of Angela of the Dukedom of Angela, the most status that all 4 of them can be known as is just some average low ranks nobles. So they can’t help but be respectful of the Princess and her Aide. But what is more baffling to them, is the Little girl beside the Princess, who seems to be only about 9 or 10 years old, and the one that is behind the little girl. The lady behind her, is wearing the famous Black Suit with the Silver Gilded lining, it was a famous iconic attires that only the Aeternum R

Instead of a blonde hair, she was now wearing a black lux almost waist long, her eyes like that of a frightening reptile which resided under those huge rivers in the deep forest, her skin’s fair and white but strange markings were playing around her body like it was an ancient spell or a cursed she was bound to bare. What was more hideously scary about herself now was her deep craving for blood. Warm fresh blood. Sweet meat of animals. Raw and tender. Fate was indeed cruel. It made her a real savage this time. And seemingly all things happened in place like the war, King Teuton captured by the same prince. The marriage to the wrong person; To the wrong prince. The princess stood up unveiled

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

I asked Vanessa and she nodded And suddenly Princess looked up and we saw her eyes, are just the same when the duel occurs, the color of her eyes was all black again. The princess is surrounded by a black and dangerous aura. Once again I felt afraid of Princess for the second time. "I will kill all of you!" she shouted and even her voice was just like her voice during the duel. And in a flash, she went in front of Vanessa. Sh*t! She's too fast! She immediately raised Vanessa by strangling her. "A-ackk!" Vanessa whimpered in pain "Sophie! Stop it!" I shouted at her and I held the hand she was using to strangle Vanessa.

"I can kill you. Right here. So tell me, Princess." "Aww, the pretty boy thinks that it's a threat. Go ahead and kill me. My parents will know that it was you and they will find you and kill you. All of that would have been for nothing so it won't matter. But please, kill me. I'll bring me great peace in my grave when you are."

The delicate gold crown was woven into a filigree band encrusted with diamonds. As he held the crown up to the ceiling above him, Daniel said the spell in the old language then placed it on Gretchen's bowed head. Holding it out to her, Gretchen took Daniel's hand and rose to her feet then faced the guests. As she blew out through her mouth, she looked to Teddy as a smile curled up on the side of his mouth and he winked at her. Daniel said, "I present to you Her Royal Highness, Princess Gretchen, Shield Maiden of the Darke and Defender of the Faith."

Her name appeared in my mind. After a moment, the nerves in my head finally stopped stretching and twitching as if they were about to tear my skull apart. I bent down to pick up the box. It was made of black walnut wood, crafted with meticulous care. Its polished surface gleamed with a deep, warm brown tone. On the lid, delicate carvings formed the shape of forget-me-not flowers — small and fragile, yet symbolizing eternal love and memory. Each petal seemed to have been carved with endless patience, curving gently around a circle representing immortality and connection.

Steep white stilettos. My blonde hair was drawn back into a snatched ponytail, so tight it was virtually a club. Praise God for glue and high-tech wig science, really, or my little secret would have gone sky-high months ago. Concealed under my jacket, I had on a sharp white crop top — crisp, plain, cutting. And the tie? Oh, sweetie, it was accessorized within an inch of its life. Princess Bubblegum pin. A pink bow duo. White Hello Kitty. And a dash of sparkly nonsense.