Princess Cut Out Novels & Stories

But in her mind, only a very beautiful princess would suit their handsome emperor. Aren't you also a princess? said a small voice inside her mind. She quickly shook her head to get rid of that little voice. Yes, she was a princess but that was before. And another thing, her face is not pleasant in the eyes of other people. The emperor might frightened when he saw her ugly appearance.

With her eyes locked on his, she failed to see what he was doing with his hands until it was too late. Pierce reached into the sheath at his waist and quickly withdrew a long serrated knife with a decorative handle. Confused, Kit’s forehead crinkled as she considered what he may be doing. She felt hands pulling her back but didn’t move of her own accord until after Pierce had made his move. With all of his strength, he plunged the knife through layers of gown, chemise, stay, flesh, and bone. Kit screamed, covering her mouth with both hands as Eli and Cassius dodged around her, both tackling Pierce to the floor. The princess fell backward into Jate’s arms as Landon and Reeve moved around the

Being a princess was absolutely something funny. 'Why would anyone waste an hour getting dressed?' She thought and chuckled again. "Drama baby!" Fifty eight minutes later , Elva sashayed out of her bedroom. She went over to Natalia's room and met the princess standing before her large dressing mirror. Natalia was packing her hair up in a long ponytail. The princess had beautiful, brown hair with a few blonde stripes. Natalia was wearing an ash coloured, full sleeved shirt which she folded at the elbows. A high-waisted, black flay skirt which stopped mid thigh and ash colored knee length boots completed the looks.

Like lavender. Her hair was held up in a high bun and a sullen expression dominated her features. I was amazed at how fast she was able to get dressed and come out of the room. I remember how my dad always used to shout at my mum to hurry up when we were going out. We'd have to wait for minutes before my mum finally came out. When she eventually did, all the anger my dad felt would be buried and he'd just keep staring at her. Now I understood what he was staring at. The Princess' face was bare. I don't think I have ever seen her with any makeup before and she didn't need it.

slave. “Now sit, so we can do your hair.” She replied. One of the maids pulled over a chair, and I sat down. It’s been a while since I’ve had anyone do my hair that wasn’t Lillian. “You have such lovely hair. It’s very unique.” The maid said. I couldn’t tell if they were being fake.. the compliments seemed true, but I’m the princess of their kingdom enemy.. so I wondered if their intentions were pure. I watched from the mirror on the wall as they did my hair in intricate braids and wrapped it into a bun on the back of my head. They pulled strands of hair out to frame my face like I usually prefer and topped my bun off with a matching pink flower and an ocean Pearl clip.

~A girl so happy yet so silent Her heart pure like the snow So afraid she was of people And yet she loved a boy He was as charming as a prince And lit up her world in diamonds She was the happiest she had ever been But a flower always dies Turned out he was a demon The princess he now held captive A high tower in the mountains Her heart closed down in darkness Now she hates him... No escape left, all went quiet The princess in the mountains They say her ghost now hates silence The prince that was a demon He was never seen in the forest.~ The book pages had some teardrops on them for, by the end of the poem, Siana’s eyes were covered in tears. Her mind was filled with questions after she fini

Every portrait of the Late Luna Queen may have been destroyed, but one remained, and she was looking upon it. The Prince's mother was stunningly beautiful, and, as expected, the Prince inherited her striking features. Her eyes sparkled with the same captivating shade of blue, and her hair cascaded in dark raven waves. Amani discreetly scanned the library, ensuring that no prying eyes observed her actions. She then delicately tore out the page, taking only the portion of the late Queen. For if she had to look at the King any longer, she thought, she might vomit. She folded the torn page carefully and placed it in her brassiere before swiftly departing from the library.

My clothes were a mess, but the urgency overwhelmed me. "Where's the princess?" I asked Cedric, who seemed surprised by my question. "She's been spending most of her time in the library," he said. "But would you like to bathe first, Your Grace?" I ignored him and went straight to the library. When I opened the door, I was greeted by a magnificent sight - Princess Camellia engrossed in a large book, her eyes shining with curiosity. Her eyes sparkled as she traced the lines on the pages. Her slender figure was accentuated by a delicate dress, and her flushed face and red hair shone in the sunlight coming through the window, they were a delight to my eyes. I held my breath for a moment, afraid

She couldn't really say what she had seen, but it made her feel uneasy. The next morning, the palace felt heavy with quiet worry. The news that Princess Isla was gone spread like a cold wind through the hallways that echoed. Her room, which used to be a safe place with soft cloth and light, now showed something strange had happened – the strong frame of the door was broken and pulled apart, and the heavy wooden door was lying sideways on the floor. People whispered quietly, looking scared. The guards didn't know how a princess, locked safely in her room, could just disappear.

We need this Gala to be a success or we loose all we have built step by step. "So how long do we have?" A student asks Sam. " Three weeks and two days." A voice says from behind the crowd. The crowd drop to their knees. Katie suddenly felt like she had walked into a musical and didn't know the moves. Looking around and going down slowly, Katie followed. There was no mistaking The Royal Couple. They didn't wear robes or crowns but didn't need to. The Queen had the same thick, silky blonde hair as Sam. Her hair however was expertly styled to look like it had taken five minutes. (Yeah sure