Brown Princess Novels & Stories

I can’t stop thinking— as an overthinker, it’s highly impossible. I want to cry but I don’t have the strength for that. I pull out my phone and pray for a distraction as I dive into the internet. But even the internet feels like a part of my limb is in hell. News reports Brianna Brown—daughter of Brown Jenkins, one of the founders of PH Enterprise, the largest jewelry conglomerate—has flown into the country, and every blog and social media sphere is buzzing with stories and photos of her. Brianna. My fingers tighten around my phone and I narrow my blurry sight to take hold of the almost blurry picture captured by one of the news outlets of Brianna at the airport being welcomed by what seems

Atlas pressed it to his chest. Just at 5:00 pm, Atlas rushed down to Beatrice, the female among the kingmakers. "He was at my house today; what exactly was the outcome of the meeting?" Atlas asked, Beatrice who was just stepping down from her car. "The princess and her bodyguard, seen to have a strong bond, where the princess couldn't in any way speak about cutting ties with him, rather she stood her ground to spend the rest of her life with him." Beatrice could speak better.

He waited for it to settle. “But tonight, there’s a new chapter,” Feliks said. “Would you like to hear it?” Vasiliya was instantly alert. “A new chapter?” “After many years, the Bay Prince—now grown—discovered something impossible.” He let it breathe. “Princess Braids-with-Ribbons was still alive.” “Still alive?!” “Still alive. But when the prince found her, she looked completely different. Her hair was no longer deep black—now it was auburn. Like October leaves. Wavy. And her eyes were no longer the warm brown he’d known.”

But she didn’t. She remained calm and partially shocked as we all stood there. I had urged her to get her arm treated, wondering who she was, since at the time I had thought that Rosanna’s sister would be blonde, just like her. But she shocked us all when she manifested a brilliant ball of deep amethyst flames within her palm. Its core was a deep blue with various shades of purple dancing between her fingers. She then placed that small flame over her small cuts and sighed, pulling back to show that those very tendrils of fire had healed her, leaving behind nothing but thin pink lines.

"I saw the announcement on the television. How are you holding up?" At that moment, the announcement came again. I found myself looking and listening. Sebastian was dressed in a suit of white with medals of excellence pinned to it. The princess was wearing a beautiful red dress that covered her feet. She and Sebastian held hands and smiled at the camera, their eyes met but Sebastian's were pain filled, and I knew that the wedding was, indeed, in two weeks time.

And i'm sitting on the loveseat. Half way through the movie Kaizer suddenly spoke. "Oh, Dude can we talk to you about some business?" he asks stressing the last word then glancing my way making me frown. That definitely means something. "Just say it she'll know about it anyways" Xavier state. "She's part of her family's org. so you guys have nothing to hide from her" he continues and it drowns into me. They are also part of the mafia Xavier runs. With that said all three of them turned to me with surprise. "Who knew the famous Cloudethe Raze Mariano is a mafia princess" Sebastian state making me chuckle. "Yeah..a princess you gotta be scared of" Xavier commented meaningfully making all of ou

They had dated many for a record yet they never had stuttering moment like what they both have now in front of these beautiful tribe ladies. Lord Troi put a brave face, actually bracing himself to inquire something from the tribe physician. “If thou wilt permit me to know, may I ask what happened to the tribe princess? Why does she appear different?” Shima blinked at him and that was when he realized that the tribe physician has these dark blue eyes… in contrast to the princess icy ones. “Our princess hast to change after the baptism, my lord.” Shima shortly answered and did not utter a word again. Chaerin maintained her fierce façade even by the fact the Lord Sten was totally mesmerized by

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).

The girl had been stupid, he thought, she had the perfect cover for herself under the bushes, but she pushed herself into their way, a truly nasty princess who is used to being served and could not endure any form of pain or discomfort. Removing his cap of dregs from his head, Jared sat up as he watched the brutalization of the princess, he had seen enough naked women in his line of work but nothing like hers, she had milky skin and the perfect structure of the princess cut body he had watched in cartoons as an innocent child, knowing her fate, he knew he had to blow his cover and tackle them at once He dashed with great speed from the fat mahogany tree he had settled himself a few distances

Her beauty was as of a goddess. Her red hair were left swaying in the wind, adorned with a tiara. Her body was fitted into a light blue gown, lips painted pink, scent tainted with roses. "Come on ladies, let's find my brother!" She commanded and put on a serious face. Gone was the bubbly female. Now, we were following behind the princess of the great kingdom of Zyrenia.