Princess Amelia Tiktok Novels & Stories

I asked for the tenth time. She rolled her eyes “no, we have to find the perfect dress and I know someone who can help” she pulled out her phone and talked to someone. “who was that?” I asked. She grinned ‘wait and see”. there was knock on the door and Rose came in ushering in a guy, he was tall, with chocolate skin, black hair and brown eyes. “Camila, this is Jason, my husband , Jason Camila” Kylie introduced. I almost choked on my saliva at the word husband. She was married? She looked so young, I didn’t even figure that she was engaged much more married.

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).

Even the chief of the warriors of that tribe felt his own unworthiness before the princess as he fell down to the ground as she passed by. King Teuton reached for her hand and let his daughter sat beside him. Indeed, the ritual bring out the real beauty of this princess…which was the curse that he was afraid of. He was worried of her. he was always worried for her like she was his very own child. “I saw worries upon thy face, Shetai. Mia?” Asked her. King Teuton looked down. “Pray tell, Amalekei…is this prince who took a hold of thine heart loves you dearly?”

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

He also folded the handle of his shirt upwards, revealing his bicep curls. "Well hello there Mr. Handsome. Who are you? I haven't seen you around Amanda before. She's not in a good state of mind and needs to return home" Beatrix answered, still looking straight into Colton's eyes. Colton guessed right. This was the famous influencer on TikTok and I*******m. Was she Amanda's friend? He already sensed that she had fallen for him. Who wouldn't fall? "Are you the famous Trixia Gum on social media?" Colton asked amusingly.

“Too grown.” Amelia wore a long blue dress. Her hair was braided with small white flowers. She moved through the crowd, greeting everyone. She laughed, hugged the old women, and danced with the younger ones. The whole pack loved her. She was kind, just like her father. And strong, like both of us.

Dreamers wrote prayers. Even the President’s daughter, Amelia Grace, began trending. Old images of her younger days resurfaced. Her winning smile at age eleven, her championship photo beside her white stallion, the tragic footage of the accident. The world was falling in love with a ghost they had mourned… and pinning their hope on a woman they had nearly burned.

I whisper in her ear, savoring the shiver that runs through her. I know she likes it because I keep in mind the style of dresses she wears the most. She mutters a quiet “thanks,” realizing I’m the one who got these clothes for her, not her sister. I smile, place my hand on the small of her back, and press a soft kiss to her temple. Together, we headed to the garden, my hand never leaving her even when they made the announcement. “Introducing Princess Alice Amelia Michaelson, escorted by Alpha Gabriel Nicholas!”