Princess Lady Glitter Sparkles Novels & Stories

There were plenty of ups like yesterday… ‘Ooh… you’re right—these glittery FLEURs look amazing with grey. Who would’ve thought!’ Goldie turned and twisted her knees to admire the thousand dollar heels strapped around her beautiful pedicured feet. ‘You finally used your brains, Dirty Rosie.’ I couldn’t hide my smile. ‘Rum wouldn’t look away from you, Miss Sparks.’

Her dress was fully embroidered with silver Swarovski crystal that were shunned brightly. Her hair were beautifully styled in a princess bun and on her head the was a diamond tiara. A 24 karat diamond necklace was shining brightly on her neck with matching earrings that were dangling down her ear. Her makeup was on point and there was no imperfection. She was an exact definition of how a princess should look. A beautiful long veil with embroidered end was placed on her head and she was staring back at Sabrina . Sabrina couldn’t believe that the girl so beautiful in front of her is no one else but her own self.

She had light makeup and pink lipstick. A glittering diamond earrings that Sparkles were dangling from her ears. She looked like a princess, ready to be crowned. When Justin saw her beautiful appearance with an elegant smile on her lips, the grace with which she carries each step, he was completely captivated by her looks. Such a beauty to behold. "I am ready,"Lily declared. She was now standing a few distance from Justin and he just stood there, staring at her. Was he admiring her?. Only at Lily's words did Justin snapped out of his fantasies and smiled at her. He smiled and waved his hand at Ms Gracey with a goodbye, leading Lily to the car.

“We have a formal gala to go to in a few weeks and we would like something elegant, but not too flashy. Can you direct us towards anything that would fit those requirements?” A sparkle appears in the lady’s eyes as she smiles. “You are going to the big gala with the royals. I would love to go to something like that.” She lays the sparkling dresses, that she is carrying, over a nearby rack and motions for us to follow her again. “Right this way. I think I have several that would work.” She glances back at Page. “I have a gorgeous purple dress that would look amazing with your green eyes and long blonde hair.”

The woman smugly smirked and gestured for the group to follow her, leading them towards a glass display case. Inside, Maria saw a sparkling green and pastel pink round crown embedded with colorful gems; the gold sun-shaped base in the middle had a large pink star-shaped crystal in the center. The shards' edges that jutted out at the top were each tipped with a white pearl. The star in the center twinkled, emitting a bright glow. "The Fairy Queen's Crown. It grants the user potent healing powers. There are very few that exist, and only a limited number of people can afford such a rare beauty," boasted Layla, pointing to the price tag that was displayed underneath.

she said. Goddess dress, that’s a name, and a very appropriate one. “It won’t get glitter on the dress at all?” She rolled her eyes with a slight grin, “It’s not glitter, it’s shimmer, and it won’t get anything on the dress so long as you rinse really well. It’s not going to make you look like a disco ball, it’s just going to add a little ‘oomph’ to your overall look.”

Her eyes, as dark as licorice, were framed by long lashes, and they glittered with an unsettling gleam that hinted at the darkness within. Her hair, an iridescent blend of cotton candy pink and baby blue, cascaded down her back in playful waves. It appeared almost too sweet to be real, like spun sugar caught in a breeze. Her petite frame was adorned in attire that resembled a confectioner's dream, with a lacy dress made of sugary pastel hues. Her eyes glittered with unsettling glee as she surveyed the scene. "And the Luna Queen herself, in such a pitiful state. How delightful."

Ilyria marveled at the power of this woman, able not only to sustain an enchantment of such complexity for months and months but also to shelter people within it. Nicos. She had no need to even mouth the word. “He is here,” said the Princess, “follow me.” Ilyria followed the Princess who moved with ethereal grace above rather than on the sand. Ilyria had never seen sand such as this. The golden grains were large and moist and clung together. Among the grains were larger objects that glowed with phosphorescence. It was like walking across the early morning sky.

Sunlight fights its way through the stained glass windows, casting a bewitching kaleidoscope of colors on the polished marble floor. A hushed anticipation fills the room as the large, ornate doors at the far end creak open. In steps PRINCESS SALENA, her presence commanding attention and admiration. Her flowing gown of deep, midnight blue, adorned with silver accents, seems to whisper secrets in the dim light. Her dark hair cascades down her back like a silken waterfall, and a delicate tiara adorned with dark, mesmerizing gems rests upon her regal brow. Princess Salena of Kingdom Valeria exudes an aura of both elegant charm and a seductive allure.

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.