Clown Princess Novels & Stories

As she moves away, I suddenly notice the fancy butler’s cart with even more royal-looking packages carefully spaced out. Claire approaches and inspects the bounty. Then, over her shoulder, she informs me, “We’re going to do a more elevated degree of scrapbooking. The photo journals crafted for you, the king and Princess Peanut—” I love that Claire calls her this— “are one-of-a-kind, designed specifically with your individual tastes and styles in mind.” My brow jumps. “Exactly how would they known Princess Peanut’s style?” “Please.” Claire smirks, a facial expression she’s mastered of late. “That child oozes charisma and is infused with so much energy and vibrancy, she puts fireflies to shame

"Really? That is the pathetic game you want to play with me? Denial?" "It is not a game, and I am not in denial about anything." I bent gracefully to collect the broken champagne flute, using the movement to steady my racing heart and buy precious seconds to think. "My name is Evangeline Northcrest, and I have absolutely no idea who this Seraphine person is supposed to be. Perhaps you have mistaken me for someone from your past?" "Evangeline." He tasted the name slowly, like poison coating his tongue. "How incredibly creative of you. Very sophisticated. Tell me, Lady Evangeline, do you often crash parties under false pretenses and fake identities? Is this a hobby of yours?"

He stopped laughing the minute he took a look at my face, instantly composing himself he turned back to Zachary, "As of 8pm last night Annalise Elisabeth Shaw became the next in line for the crown, instantly making her Queen of the Vampire empire, even if she didn't know, she is the last blood relative of the reining King and Queen, so you see Zackie boy this fight is null and void",

He didn't display his king status; on the contrary, I completely forgot he’s a king whenever I spoke with him. "Princess Asta Eragonia, what a pleasure to meet you." Adrian addresses a guest. "I have heard only good things about you. Please follow me. I will escort you to your fiancée, King Omar." My eyes went from admiring Omar to noting the model female taking Adrian's arm. No wonder Omar lost his heart. Saying she is gorgeous is an understatement. Bold expressive brows, smokey eyes enhancing her green iris, red lipstick affirming her authority and self-confidence, and her caramel highlighted brown balayage hair to one side, uncovering the golden dragon ear-cuff with an elegant string earr

One time, he prank called his fat Physics teacher and insulted his body shape and repeatedly called him ‘man tits’ with another student’s phone, which he found in his locker, when the teacher took it up and made sure there was an investigation carried out, he was hoping he’d finally pin the menacing Andy but the IP address was traced to an unfortunate Billy Wilmore, who faced a two-week suspension because Andy was a gifted impressionist, which gave him the ability to mimic Billy’s high-pitched voice. ‘‘Don’t be a clown. We them boys is going to sit and pro’ly two girls too, then the remaining will sit on our laps and that will earn us a free road grinding.’’ Adamie reasoned as a smile crept

I asked, “I mean, I’m a princess now. Should I try to dress the part?” She snorts at the idea, “The day you trade in your chains and platform knee highs for heels and a princess dress is the day humanity ends. You are you. If you aren’t what they consider a princess, redefine it. If they don’t like it, fuck ‘em.” Her blunt analysis made me happy. She’s right.

She had to take back what was supposed to be hers. Clara leads Dove inside the palace. But as soon as she reached the gate, the soldiers stopped her. Their sharp knives were close to their necks again. Clara was still not afraid. She said: "Do you know who I am?" The soldiers still did not respond. Because they know they are princesses and children of the strongest in the kingdom. But they were ordered not to let her in. A dignified figure stepped out from inside. The soldiers, in unison, sword down. Although her clan's power is no longer what it used to be, she still earns respect from everyone.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” “She’s going to do amazing, and she knows it. Doesn’t hurt that she has a bunch of Witches, Vampire’s, Werewolves, an Alpha, and a Princess backing her up.” Clara chimed in, a vision in her sea foam maxi dress. When paired with her dark skin and curly hair, it made her look she’d emerged from the very depths of the ocean.

Compared to me, Clairmont looked rather nonchalant. “Don’t tell me you know who Mielle is, Clairmont?” I glared at him. Clairmont shrugged. “No, I don’t. All I know is that the pixie kingdom has several royal princes and royal princesses, but I don’t know their names.” I then narrowed my eyes, before massaging my temple. Did I do something rude to her just now? “I’m sorry if I offended you or anything just now. I didn’t know that you’re a princess.” I apologized. She looked a bit different from the princess that I imagined, but when negative aura didn’t surround her, she really felt like a royalty. Her soft gestures represent that.

Louise said coldly and Alifa ended up looking at the man beside him, Frez who was still utterly confused. "I'm sorry to deceive you, but I'm not really a maid of the princess, I am Princess Clodina of the Ethereal Kingdom. " She said revealing her true identity making the knights look at her in disbelief. "You highnes--" but she only wave her hands that shut him off.