Picture Perfect Royal Christmas Mga Nobela at Kwento

AT MY PLACE. Yes_you_suck YAY! PARTY! Will_the_devil SORRY TO BURST YOUR BUBBLE, BUT, ROYAL WEDDINGS CAN TAKE PLACE ONLY AT THE PALACE. Cereal_killer ... I_love_my_mommy ... Yes_you_suck ... I_pooped ... THAT'S EVEN BETTER ISN'T IT? Cereal_killer YASS! WE GET TO SEE THE PALACE AND TASTE THE RICH PEOPLE FOOD. Yes_you_suck

It's all about the moment when Royal proposed to Ria. There's a girl standing in front of the man, who's kneeling in front of her while showing her an engagement ring. She's wearing a red laced up suede halter crop top, high waisted navy blue jeans and a pair of chunky heels. Vivid memories lurked inside my head. I can still remember detail by detail of the said engagement party. The painting looks realistic because I made it way back six years ago when I was really broken hearted by Royal. The said masterpiece is detailed since I made it few days after the party. And even up to now, if I'm going to paint again, I can picture it out, same as I had six years ago.

I require Your assistance. He gathered the violets and put them in the small vase next to other flowers that were already in his living room. He was about to open the drawer of his belongings next to his room library when a stack of three 2x2 pictures fell from the red envelope.The prince recognized the first picture as his own, but when he saw the other two, he frowned and looked puzzled. The prince changed his clothes and went to the library, as the king and queen called him. The guests who arrived were their distant relatives that belong to the royal family as well as dignitaries from different countries.

Keisha stared at me, completely unmoved by my reaction, and suddenly seemed to deflate. "Are you trying to hurt me? Or are you hurting yourself?" Hurting? I wasn't trying to hurt anyone. I was just being the prince consort she always wanted. "Isn't this good?" "What's good about it? You finally came back. Stop saying these hurtful things. Can't the three of us just live together like a real family?" "Fine." I answered so easily that the light in her eyes dimmed even more.

Camille was no doubt impressed, but was she going to tell him that? HELL, NO! Instead, she scoffed and turned away. "Show off!" She whispered aloud for his ears to hear But Damien being Damien didn't seem to care. Just then, his mother called from behind the closed door. "Hey, guys, the feast is ready." * * * * [THE ROYAL PALACE] Due to the craziness that had happened in recent days, the Royal Family opted for a more intimate and private Christmas celebration—exclusive to family, rather than the traditional grand banquet they were known for.

It was one puffed handed, off shouldered and had a slit at the back that went up to my thigh. I got up, the silver heels had added four inches to my height. My manicured finger held on to the silver clutch they'd given me. My hair was curled and styled up, nothing went down my back, only a few loose strands hung down my face, accentuating my round face that had light make up on. I looked like a princess straight out of a fairytale. That was the first time I was dressed this good. I wouldn't even have looked this good on Caleb's wedding and I. I smiled, my red lipstick glistening in the dimly lit room.

He scoffed,finally carrying Pepper who wags it's tail happily. "Don't you dare lick my face or you're gone" Royal said. The door bell rang and he got up,he walked out of the living room and went to open only to find Christian standing there. Royal frowned but was interrupted by Angel's footsteps. "You're here!" She said,smiling when she saw Christian. Royal turned to look at her. She was wearing the pants with a crop top like she said,her bellybutton looks so sexy and she had her hair done,brushed down. In a nutshell,she was looking hot.

she finally asked. “Our Palace.” Her head snapped toward me. “That entire thing?” I laughed. “Yes.” “Damian.” “What?” “That is not a house.” “No.” “That's a fucking village.” I laughed harder. “She definitely likes it,” Bruce said. Morgan turned back toward the window. And then I saw it. The nerves. They appeared subtly. Her fingers tightened together in her lap. The wonder in her eyes remained, but something heavier joined it. Reality. Queen. Kingdom. Palace.

Prince even had to be angry at them before they finally decide to give me the lip stick, I did a last minute touch up before we exit the car and as promised the media and camera men where waiting just outside of our door. I smiled, waved while locking arms with him, then we march inside the hall. The hall was decorated in perfection and a lot of people are in attendance which by the way I don't know 90% of them. The night came to an end after our last dance of the song "A thousand years by Christina Perri, and All of me by John legend". It's a night that I know we're both gonna cherish for the rest of our lives we did have a lot of fun to the extend that I almost forgot that am not going bac

"It really has been a long time since you've been back, hasn't it?" "Too long." Caden watched the scenery pass by and Jocelyn wondered what he was thinking. The evergreens were covered in white snow, creating the perfect Christmas postcard. In fact, many photographers had used the winter landscape of Christmas Cove over the years for just that reason. Within minutes, the trees gave way to a castle made with huge white stones that shimmered in the sunlight. In the back was what looked to be ski slopes with white snow as far as the eye could see behind it. "Wow."