Brown Princess Novels & Stories

Chandra smiled happily, then with Vampire speed, he pulled Brawen and pressed her against the dressing table: This face of yours will make many people feverish – Two Kronos maids approached, waiting for orders. So – Brawen seems to be “infected” from Chris. The beautiful noble fire princess also attended the opening ceremony – Chandra standing behind Brawen winked. Brawen let out a sigh. Thank you, thanks for that. Unsurpassed beauty, purebred girl alone, if this were a story then Irina would definitely be the heroine. And Brawen, just a supporting character.

There were gorgeous exotic plants everywhere & the air was lighter here. The sun was bright & shiny through the glass ceiling, allowing me to finally get a good look at Princess Crysanthi. She had long pointed ears, and the very tips of them had sparkling pink & blue designs on them. She was quite beautiful, with long black hair that shimmered dark blue under the sun, high prominent cheek bones & a small but pointed nose, with full pink lips. Her cheek bones shimmered as if she wore a shimmer bronzer, but I knew it was just her skin tone. Ofcourse the fae Timekeepers could portal, being here in her presence, I knew she was pure magic.

A commoner girl said inviting them to come so they both nodded and seated beside them. "It's a surprise that a lord came to talk to us, so nice to meet you, I am Sena Brown, you have probably forgotten about me, the Lady Knight who tried to stop you and Lord Wilhelm from ruining the palace that time." She said with politeness, though Finn might have forgotten about the things she said so he just nodded...

He can’t be smelling her… she’s not older than fifteen. I take in her thin arms littered in fading bruises. She was also filthy, I could barely tell the colour of her skin. “My King,” her voice is much older than she looks as she bows her head and then extends her neck in submission, her jugular jumping beneath her skin much faster than it should. “I’m sorry I… I’m sorry I came onto your land… I didn’t know where to go,” her voice cracks slightly in fear, her big eyes flatting around the room.

This was really the chance of a lifetime. The young woman looked at the trees through the armored window of the limousine. There was a large garden with flowers and fruits. She saw a huge statue of her father... Let's say of Mirabelle's father next to a huge fountain. It was like in the movies... Beautiful, extraordinary and...royal. How she wanted to shout her joy to everyone... She was a princess... A real princess... - Majesty... Said one of the bodyguards as he opened the door for her...

It will incite fear and let those know to never question us. While we're walking around the grounds getting things set up, I see eyesight of pink. Briana, or as my brothers call her "The Pack Whore", is walking up to us. She is pretty, with her short cut blackish blonde hair and green eyes. I can tell she is wearing tons of makeup though. All three of us had a fling with her once. Somehow, she had got it in her head that we were going to mark her and make her our Luna. That will never happen.

"He says that she is a kind, intelligent, and very promising young woman and that he regrets not having been able to do more for her, since she has disappeared without a trace and everyone is looking for her. That's what's been happening in the capital, old chap. I'm waiting for your reply about the sales in the south and whether you're really happy with the partnership. Best wishes, R.B." It was strange to read that the same woman I had been watching, so cheerful and kind, had been through such horrors. I needed to find out what I was missing, I needed to see for myself whether the first princess, Camellia Arventia, was the mad princess or just a victim at the hands of my terrible cousin an

Back at the royal palace of Alynthia, Alisha stood in the centre of the hall, draped in her of blush pink and silver gown, threaded with tiny crystals that caught the light like dew, she looked every inch the princess she was born to be. Her dark brown hair was braided elegantly over one shoulder, adorned with silver pins shaped like blooming asters. She smiled and nodded graciously as noblewomen surrounded her, offering both genuine compliments and veiled curiosity, but her eyes often wandered—searching.

Her focus is on creating a mesmerizing presence for the event. The day before the bonding ceremony, after completing their studies for the day, Bryan finds himself seated at his desk in his quarters. His gaze falls upon the new scroll of parchment he has acquired from a quaint shop in the colony just outside the palace walls. This particular parchment is crafted from rare Pole Red Kelp, known for its vibrant hues and exceptional quality.

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.