Princess In Other Words Novels & Stories

-Past Time- Aurora POV The palace was abuzz with the Princess's daring fashion sense, a stark contrast to the modest attire of the kingdom's females. Her deep necklines, vibrant hues, and bold headpieces had already inspired some nobles to revamp their wardrobes. At her first lunch with the palace's female nobles, she wore a stunning, hugging dress with a train and deep V, captivating every female present - except Eni, the daughter of the King's top minister and potential king consort after Princess Deze marries King Zao.

So with such reason to reckon with, he pulled it down the wall, carried it to the corner and had it placed in the floor, having its back facing towards his direction. Staring at what seemed foolishness for so doing, Jion only shook his head and finally left it there . *** The princess looked at the gigantic and rather expensive interior of the palace in the east kingdom. They had arrived a little hour ago and they were being ushered inside the ambitiously designed ball. The prince wore his finest suit while she matched his elegance with her special tailored dress. It had seamed of pure gold along her waistlines. Though it barely shows any skin on her body, she was stunning as what her mai

I smiled as well. "do you know Princess Dahlia?" I asked. I've been hearing that name since earlier, I'm curious about her. "she's one scary Princess. I don't like her" she pouted. "why? she's a Princess after all, you should like a Princess like you" I answered. "she's so mean. She's selfish, she's a brat, she's noisy and she's very annoying" she fussed. I laughed. "do you hate her that much?" I asked.

Furthermore, I didn't wear a brassiere, as my gown has a pad to cover my breasts. "No daddy" batting my eyelashes leaving my clothes on the floor as I sat on the bed. I placed my leg on the other leg. I could see his eyes darken with my every move, and his boner showing my effects on him. The dim light in the room and my naked body must be shining for him. "Don't tease me, princess, you don't know how I am controlling myself to be gentle with you?" He said removing his coat. "Princess, I want to ask you one last time, are you ready to be mine," He asked, his voice holding seriousness.

Due to these kinds of movies, Raine somewhat accepted what Raeyan and Yris told him about this supernatural world and supernatural powers. Also, of him having supernatural powers, too. Ice, right? Raine thought when he recalled about that princess that Raeyan and Yris told him he was the incarnation of. An ice princess… he thought, then suddenly recalled a children's story about a snow queen. This princess, named ‘Alf’, should have the same powers as this snow queen. And if this princess ascends the throne, then she would really become a queen. A snow queen.

the Princess answered politely as she stared right back at the beautiful woman that was clad in her mother's gown and jewelries. The sight of the glimmering stones upon the woman’s skin made her squint in slight irritation whenever it flashed. Those were her’s. Those jewels, those gowns… they were her’s. They were supposed to be her’s. A snake, a vengeful, thousand voices suddenly seems to whisper in the back of her head almost gleefully, they were louder today, and they tell her that this woman is no ordinary woman, that she is a witch, her step– “...Mother,” the Princess finally answers with a small curtsy she was expected to perform in front of the King’s consort regardless of her persona

Opening her eyes as emotion could not be seen and somehow a blank, yet resentful one, she whispers. “Wait and see, I shall kill you all.” Promising the turn-out dark heart of once pure one, the Princess in perfection turns into the dark one. To the crown that is just a step in front of her, the title and the light it brings turn into the cotton crown. “Just how could this play turn out to be?”

The winter garden of the princess was half a labyrinth of oleander and rose bushes. The flowery scent in the air relaxed Katherine's senses and lightened her steps. From afar, she heard a melodic voice talking long before she spotted the white-clothed table between the greenery. The princess was not alone but had another lady as well as a few of her servants surrounding her. Both women wore bright dresses but that was as far as their resemblance went. When the princess was a dark beauty, the other woman was pale and as thin as a stick. Her brown hair, brushed up in a stiff sphere, seemed to be an elongation of her already long horse-face.

The King shouts at an unknown man who captivates the princess. Before the arrival of the intruders, the princess is busy trying on swimwear she bought in a city on Velmont island. She loves to buy the latest branded underwear and swimwear, which are only available in the city. She had planned to swim in the beautiful river near the palace, so she wore the new two piece swimwear that exposed her supple, and curvaceous figure, which further brightened her fairy-like beauty, and unblemished skin, with peaches and cream complexion. She used fabric with design according to their culture, to make short wrap skirt cover-up, so her look was mixed cultural and modern. She looks so gorgeous and charmi

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."