Black Haired Princess Novels & Stories

However, I insisted with that power and the sovereign magic of hell, and a soft and icy odor reached my nose when a power of ice and shadows rose next to me, practically dueling so that it made it very clear that the princess of envy was being torn from the strength of her kingdom. Finding her next to me, when the shadows disappeared, made that initial perception even more true. The white light that emitted from the headlights of my car had made Hyenna's hair look slightly coppery, but when I noticed better, I realized that they were already brown. Her face exhibited a cynical smile, although the coldness and presumption were even sharper through the light skin and marked by strong traits. T

Only after she let the prime minister hold her in private did the man reveal that he's been wearing a wig and a contact lense the whole time to hide his natural white-coloured hair and his gem-like, violet eyes! She can't hide it because she herself had the unusual ginger red hair and hazel eyes. Her skin is also another matter because she's the color of chocolate. The princess had a very pale skin and black hair, a trait that none of both of the king and hers' ancestors have. She doesn't have any explanation as to why the princess came out that way except from the fact that she cheated. But damn this Kastren. She saw him once, that illegitimate child of his. He was a walking carbon copy of

She asked the young lady who was now looking much better than before. Sasha Walton, the princess of the now-fallen kingdom Walton had brown, silky, thick, long, and wavy hair. Her lashes were thin but long and those hazel jades resembled nothing but a river of sweet honey that gleamed in the sun. Her skin was fair but not fair enough or to be more precise not pale enough according to the beauties in the kingdom. She was of an average height. Not tall enough for the beauties and too tall for the shorties.

If we want to have some peace finally returned to our lands, your safety is the most important thing to the world of supernatural creatures as you and I. Now all I could do was stare at her in confusion. Did she mistake me for someone? But she did address me as the ruthless princess. Were there more princesses around the world? “I am sorry madam, but you have the wrong person. I have no idea what you are talking about, and I am sure I can not help you.” That smile on her face still did not waver! What the fuck is wrong with this woman? Either she is crazy, or she is crazy evil, one way or another she is crazy, “I am sure I have the right person standing in front of me. After all there is onl

After a while when the room was completely , the white witch spoke in a cold voice , " Witches and Wizards the day has arrived .The day we waited for years . Tonight is special more than any other night . Tonight exactly when the other day stars the curse is about to be broken . The moon princess will posses her powers , her power are a threat to the whole world . But our coven is proud to make sure she doesn't learn to use them , she won't until she reaches the place she belongs to , the moon . This month when the full moon rises and is coloured with the red colour of blood and the moo princess's powers are on its peak , our coven will do the honour to kill the moon princess and save all th

Now, the time of the prophecy draws near. In the far reaches of the Scottish Highlands, a young wolf princess named Lillias MacCrae feels the pull of fate tugging at her soul. Born with the deep purple eyes of the Moon Goddess’s blessing, Lillias has always known she is different. She is bound by duty to her pack, a royal lineage that ties her to the divine. But her heart yearns for freedom, for love, for something more than the life she has been promised.

I would keep an eye on the queen around Sarah. Once the Queen was gone, Sarah touched her shirt. “What am I supposed to wear?” I went to the closet. Sarah’s POV “Stand up straighter, you’re a Princess,” Hellen said, gliding past me with a book on her head. This was so dumb. I straightened the book on my head, glanced at Sebastian, who was reading a book, and tried again to walk around the room without fumbling feet.

The air was just fresh and populated with so much oxygen. I was about to ask one of the men where the nearest town was when my name came loud from behind me. My body stopped, turning around to see the queen literally running towards me. She looked stunning to say the least. Her hair was pure black, as if the black was bleeding from it. Her eyes were just as black, her skin pale white with her fingers black. She was a beauty. I did not know if to bow and I was not comfortable with it but I did it anyway.

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

She can still somehow end up sounding fucking cute even when she’s wearing nothing but a t-shirt that stretches over her large breasts. “So, do you have a preference, Princesa? Blond hair, black hair? Blue eyes?” She blinks as she looks up at me, her cheeks tinting a pretty pink hue. “I do… Chocolate brown hair, hazel eyes, full lips… angled jaw…” She raises her hand tenderly, swallowing as she brushes her hand over my jaw. She’s describing me. “A few scars…” I grip her wrist, stopping her hand from travelling down my jaw. “Don’t…” I say quietly, swallowing hard.