Novel & Cerita Mi Princesa Hermosa

Maxim finally turned towards Iris and Thomas' table. "And finally, the main event, best for last, ladies and gentlemen, the one considered by many to be the most beautiful girl in the kingdom, shining like the sun in the sky, our majesty, our future ruler, Princess Solaria!" Next to Iris, a beautiful girl with bright yellow hair tied in a ponytail and fierce red eyes rearranged her hair, looking a little angry. "Iris, when I said I expected to be treated differently, I didn't mean to feel worse."

Her green gown, a shade that mirrored Prince Ron's eyes in her mind, accentuated her beauty, making her a vision of elegance. Princess Rose, on the other hand, was a burst of vibrant colour amidst the more subdued tones of the others. Her thick, red curls cascaded down her shoulders, a striking contrast against her light pink gown. The softness of the pink fabric highlighted the youthful exuberance in her eyes, making her an enchanting sight to behold. As the crowd murmured in admiration, their voices filled with awe at the beauty of the two princesses.

And right now i was outside her house 4:55pm patiently waiting for her to come out As soon as it hit 5pm the front door opened and the most amazing girl, Princess and future queen of black phantom royal pack I got out of the car so i can view her clearly She was wearing simple purple high waist shorts with a pink crop top that had the word prettiest princess on it her blonde hair was on a perfect pony tail she wasn't wearing any make up like the other girls do which made her even more attractive i liked seen her natural beauty " That's my girl.." i said and she blushed " You look amazing.." i complimented and she blushed again "Thank you you too.." she said and i smiled "So shall we.." i sa

BLADE RAGE INTRODUCTORY ARC 17. The Prince & The Elites III: Red & Blue She had wild hair with a crimson reaching all the way down to her waist, bright face, red lips white shirt and black trousers, and on her face a no - nonsense - look. "Bullshit!" She rolled her eyes, "If this mutton ass doesn't stop looking at me now I swear I'll kill him." Sebastian stood there in utter silence as if in a trance, even all the princesses he had met could not compare to her beauty. He wasn't even listening to what she had to say.

Especially after the disaster of last night. “You look beautiful,” one of the women complimented warmly. Isabella gave a small awkward smile. “Thank you.” Her hair had been styled softly around her shoulders, and minimal makeup highlighted her features naturally. Everything about her appearance looked polished. Refined. Lorenzo's world. The realization made her stomach tighten slightly. When the staff finally finished, one of them stepped aside respectfully. “Don Lorenzo is waiting for you in his study.” Immediately her heartbeat changed. Faster. Uneven.

I really really enjoy being praised. I was about to respond when a feminine soft voice cut in. "You won again general, I'm impressed" My heart stopped at the beautiful sound of her lovely voice. Princess Merissa stroll towards me dressed in her beautiful white flowing gown with her gorgeous golden hair decorated with beautiful flowers of different kind and her green eyes staring at me with a smile. Even after knowing her for years I could still not get use to her magnificent beauty that seem to grow more and more with time. She was literally the most beautiful woman in the whole of Windfall kingdom.

Two equally cold-faced men followed behind him. Alessandro walked straight up to me and bowed respectfully. “Principessa.” A flicker of unease and confusion crossed Anthony and Fiona’s faces. The livestream comments erupted with speculation. [Principessa?] [Is Francesca…?] One of the parents seemed to recall something. “Could she be from a mafia family?!” I nodded slightly at Alessandro. “You may begin.” With that, sound played from Alessandro’s phone. “…I stayed with him all night. He was completely taken with me.”

~Bethany~ On our way back to our dorm, we are almost at the stairs when Zuri turns her phone screen to me, showing me a picture of one of the princes, Jayan Salazar. I can’t deny the obvious, the boy is a pretty sight to behold. Lazy carefree style, beautiful messy hair that I’m suspecting should be a signature of his, soft pink lips, and a minute jaw ridge. What a handsome boy. “Ugh,” I groan. “What should I do with that?”

It was all the historian could whisper in her clumsy surprise. The princess curved her mouth in a visible sneer. “Herself. – She replied snuggling closer, her perceptive eyes taking in all of Lauren's outfit. She was whimsically elegant in every detail, from the strands of her hair to the tips of her shoes, she was agitated, it was true, and that agitation did little to match her elegance, but that didn't make her any less attractive either. It was only that height of elegance that she could do justice to Karila's presence, that woman would not succumb to less than what Lauren Jauregui represented.

Rory apologized as we walked in. The Prince was staring out at his window. His back to us. "What is her name?" He asked without looking back. "Amaya Harkins, daughter of goddess Athena." Rory said. The Prince turned and faced me. Then I saw his face, his beauty shone like a flame, vital and bright, drawing my eye against my will. His mouth was a plump bow, his nose an aristocratic arrow. He's beautiful. The most beautiful I've seen. His eyes were blue, bright blue