Princess Beatrice Eyes Novels & Stories

While Tiff -as she instructed me to call her- has dark chocolate brown eyes with warm beige skin tone, an upturned nose, angular cheekbones and too full lips, Camille has natural blonde highlights in her hair with angular and sharp features, piercing green eyes, and oval-shaped lips. As for Beatrice, she has golden-brown skin, soft light brown eyes, a straight nose and small bow-shaped lips. They’re dressed from head to toe in black and look ready to kill. I don’t mean that appealingly. The most startling thing about them though is the large muscles outlining their body, they even have 6 pack abs. I know this because they showed me, and long toned legs. They’re also incredibly loud, and in t

His dark brown hair was wet and gelled in a curly style and his pair of green eyes shone with exquisite delight. The side of his jaw twitched as his eyes took me in from head to toe. He walked over to me and grabbed my hand rubbing his thumb over my hand. "You look stunning," He breathed out staring deeply into my eyes. "And you look so handsome," I complimented him as he interlocked our arms together. "Let's get going," He muttered as I turned to look at Beatrice. "Take special care of our baby Princess," Beatrice said as Lucas gazed at her.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

Katie pulled back, her eyes widening in surprise. The Queen’s smile remained, expecting Katie to just go with it. The princess glanced at Alexander. He didn’t look surprised at all. Was she the only one who didn’t know? Realizing the casual expression on her face was broken, she promptly corrected it and plastered on a smile.

Though she was a full nine-month-old pregnant lady, her beauty never faltered one bit. Her hair was properly styled and bundled behind her head while her eyes glowed with hope for better days. Despite Claire's attempt to appear composed and hide her inner dread, Candice could still detect the underlying trembling. It seemed like a storm was building up inside her, ready to unleash its anger and worries at any time. "Claire, are you positive that you're doing alright?" Candice inquired, her voice tinged with worry as she observed Claire's absent-minded expression. "You appear somewhat aloof."

Sure, she'd gone pale, almost as white as the seats themselves when she fainted, but the colour had come back to her fair face, and her almond shaped green eyes. Her eyes… it was a remarkable shade I don't think I've seen anywhere before. She had traces of blue in them, making them look more torquise than green. Again, I wondered if Victoria had always had this unique set of eyes and I never noticed them. I know she has green eyes but looking up close, her eyes were truly one of a kind, I don't believe I've never noticed them before the wedding. “Mr Adrian Kingsley?” Her voice pulled me back to the present. “The way you keep staring at me is getting creepy.”

I urged them on. “I am team Black,” Eleanor said. “I am Team Cream,” Beatrice interjected. Automatically, Beatrice already won. Eleanor admitted defeat and they managed to find two pretty cream dresses. “Well, the two are actually pretty but let's go with something that will leave the people shocked,” Beatrice said while Eleanor held the two dresses in her hand. And then, Eleanor stopped in her tracks and pointed at the dress in Eleanor's left hand. “I am going for the one with a deep neckline and a low back. You have always had a nice figure among us, so please, show the king.” Beatrice said.

My breath gets caught in my chest at what I find inside, and it takes everything in me not to rush forward. A nursery. A god damned nursery greeted me with Jessica sitting in a rocking chair, clutching a soft looking cream bunny plushy in her arms. She wanted to be a mother, had a room planned for a baby to come right away. Gods, she was perfect and that fucker ruined his chance. “Princess?” I call softly, pushing the door open and slowly stepping inside. She looks up with wide, teary eyes, her face tear-stained as she tries to fight back the sniffles.

I shake my head slightly. I'm slender, yes, but still not perfect. I feel an arm wrap around me. "We look amazing, don't we?" She grins, and I turn to look at her reflection. Now Beatrice is fantastic. Long legs, blue eyes, auburn hair. Her body is impressive. The benefit of going to the gym. Well, not auburn, as she is blonde but dyes her hair to hide that fact.

"Happy birthday to you, Mummy. Happy birthday to you." Three girls danced in along with Hazel Beckett, my daughter. A smile spread out of my lips immediately I caught sight of my princess. Her eyes which were Hazel as a baby are now azure blue. It reminded me a lot about Dan. Immediately she stepped in, Hazel's blue eyes opened wide in surprise and she giggled proudly towards me.