Princess With The Sad Eyes Novels & Stories

He dragged me before his people and now I was probably the joke of the kingdom. My stomach turned and I quickly jolted up to gag miserably over the toilet bowl. The tears poured down my face, labored pants pulling from me as the pain took root from deep in my belly and spread all over. The sob broke through just as then, gagging and crying out loud with fat tears dropping in the bowl along with the string of saliva. THE MIGHTY REJECTED PRINCESS

I drop the hand that was going through his hair, blood now on my fingers. “Thanks.” He looks back up to me and meets my gaze, I haven’t dropped my other hand. How did I forget about that one? He leans his cheek into my hand seeming to enjoy the touch. He reaches and places his hand over mine, keeping it there. His hazel eyes soften, he looks so sad, why is he sad? “I’m sorry Princess,” he mumbles before standing and going to the bathroom, breaking our contact.

"Yes, Dad. I'm home." "Welcome home, Princess. How are you?" She didn't realize tears were already rolling down her eyes. "I'm fine, Dad. What is happening?" He shook his head slightly. "I don't know, Princess." She bowed her head and cried. "Dad?" "Yes, princess." "Don't leave me." He smiled. "I can't decide that, Princess." "Dad? You can't leave me." "If God wants, then I will be with you." She let out a loud cry. "Dad?" "Don't cry, Princess. Don't cry." But she couldn't help it but cry.

a voice boomed. They looked up to see the Princess sitting on a black throne in the far end of the room. She looked nothing like those around her, who simply looked like humanoids looking through a distorted lens. Princess Saayan looked like she was made of black smoke, with two white holes for the eyes. "I am Princess Saayan. Come forward and share your concerns with us, and we will try to help as much as we can. But take heed of this: Nothing in the world is free."

Royal Guardian H E M I L I A "I don't think this is going to work between us." The Prince said to his lover, who began to cry. It's Princess Flora, her beautiful body covering her forms with prestigious clothing as a person from the aristocracy like a golden gown, her face spotless and round suited her perfectly, her blonde hair sparkling under the hot sun framing her face and lastly those blue eyes filling up with tears, heartbroken and desperate for his attention.

" I asked, concerned. This fae I only meet her a couple of times, but she is a friend now together with her sister. "She's dead." She murmured, wiping her tears. "Who's dead?" "Princess Sadie." "What?" Don't joke around. It's not funny." I said, looking at our King killing everyone on his way, with Louis and our warriors beside him, ensuring no one could harm him. If our Queen is already dead, he won't be here. I'm sure he won't leave the side of his mate, but here he is, looking stronger than before. "He wasn't here if Princess Sadie is still alive because her blood is the only cure," Iris said, and I stiffened.

But seeing those sharp eyes looking straight at the bushes, and the hatred cashed out of the black eye, Rosetta was able to guess at who was there. Confused, Alden stands clumsy but grasping the sword. Rosetta looked back, and nodded slowly. It's okay, that's what she means. So Alden steps back. Return to its original place. “There's something behind there, Your Majesty?” asked Lady Iridesa. Her brow furrowed as Princess Sarah moved the fan. The princess no longer saw a friendly and cheerful expression on her face. On the contrary, she's in a very bad mood. Finding the princess unwilling to answer, Rosetta decided to give the code eyes and lips to the other girls. Hinting not to offend the p

A faint, impressed murmur. Lysandra leaned toward my father and whispered something. Her lips barely moved. Her eyes gleamed with calculated malice. His shoulders twitched faintly, a tiny shudder that told me everything I needed to know and nothing I wanted to accept. “Father,” I said louder, desperation slicing through my voice like a blade. “Please. Look at me. Say something. Anything.” He did not blink. He did not even seem to breathe. The herald continued, as if reading a grocery list. “Multiple witnesses report that the princess attempted to stab Her Majesty this evening.”

Her brown eyes kept flitting from the prince to myself . She had an air of entitlement about her , beta or gamma blood perhaps . She looks me up and down, her eyes landing on my hand on his arm . The look of disgust as she demands to know who I am, has me wondering who she is . As the prince walks away from her after a quick introduction i can feel his anger its strange it's as though its my own . Asking if he's ok , he just smiles at me , I am taken aback at how handsome he is with a smile on his face , I just shrug it off trying to ignore the flutter in my stomach . The prince takes my hand again , the faint tingles that were there before are now back . Finding comfort in his touch I dec

she cried out in agony, not knowing which area of her body she was going to reach. Mino was even more horrified when he noticed the deep wound that had suddenly appeared under Vreihya's eye. The wound beneath the child's eye is similar to this. As she attempted to turn her back on Mino, the princess shouted even louder. She couldn't stop crying because she could feel the wounds on her back. Mino witnessed with his own two eyes how a deep and long scar appeared on the princess's back.