Sharp Nails Palace Novels & Stories

Taleela's POV D-Day has finally arrived. My penthouse is bustling with designers and make-up artists. Jimmy Choo delivered two absolutely beautiful pairs of heels; a champagne coarse glitter fabric pointy toe pumps and a pair of crystal-covered pumps. Nikolai, who arrived a few minutes ago, has left for the venue of the gala while I get prepared. I have no idea why he brought a spa team. When I refused moments ago, he told me that my skin looks sallow.

"Thank you, Alaric." Juliet observed my reaction with a teasing smile. "Look at you, Alina. Blushing like a rose. You really do look beautiful." I couldn't help but laugh, my nervousness dissipating slightly. "Thank you, Juliet. You look amazing too." As we left the silk shop, I felt excited. Our journey led us to the palace, an awe-inspiring sight that took my breath away. The palace walls were lavishly inlaid with gold. Immense chandeliers, adorned with crystals, hung from the ceilings, casting a dazzling array of sparkles across the grand hall. The marble floors were polished to such perfection that they mirrored our reflections, enhancing the grandeur of the setting. Every corner seemed

Just a friendly chat? A sigh escaped her lips. That topic never left her mind, but also it’s useless to think over. It’s always been like that. She collapsed on the chair happily, content that her nails were back to the flawless state they should constantly be at. The moon princess took great delight in having these sessions in the salon room. Also, because of the interior of the room, huge white walls decorated with beautiful white lilies always provided her with a feeling of relaxation and comfort. Not to mention the soft music playing in the background.

"With your perfect skin tone, you must try our store's ‘Midnight Collection.' And your hands..." She grabbed my hand with its slightly torn cuticles, letting out an extremely exaggerated gasp of admiration. "My God, look at the shape of these fingers, so slender and strong! These nails are trimmed so... naturally, so wildly beautiful! Only true aristocrats dare to reject those tacky French manicures." I awkwardly pulled my hand back, looking at my knuckles reddened from long exposure to disinfectant. This was pure nonsense. Surrounded by Tiffany and two other saleswomen, I was half-pushed, half-dragged into the luxurious VIP dressing room.

My body had healed from the brutal birth and the summoning of the Lunar Flame, yet the scars remained, both visible and hidden. Pearl’s tiny form rested in the cradle nearby, gurgling softly as her nurse fussed over her lace-trimmed blanket. “Six months,” I whispered to myself, a smile touching my lips despite the ache that never fully left. “We have come so far.” Pushing the cradle, I made my way to the grand hall of the rebuilt palace glittered beneath the silver glow of the full moon streaming through the newly installed crystal skylights. Chandeliers of enchanted glass floated gently overhead, casting reflections across marble floors inlaid with lunar motifs.

he snaps angrily, yanking his phone out of his pocket with his free hand and shoving it in my face. The screen glows brightly in the dim, low light of the stone hallway he’s got me pinned to the wall of. But as my eyes adjust to the glow, the image I’m looking at clears. Worn, ancient-looking pale satin pointe shoes encased in a velvet-lined display box, with a title above it almost like an eBay listing that reads: Pierina legnanie My brain stutters.

Sleek black stone and steel fused with ancient bones and glass, designed with hundred years of history. In the middle was a fountain with lycan statues and their moon goddess. The floor was made out of shiny marbles that reflect the sun when it hits. What surprised me is the tall steel gate was open as if they were not afraid of anyone just barging in. But why would they? When a line of skilled knights were guarding it. I was so busy admiring the palace that I failed to notice that everyone had their eyes bowed in the presence of Kohen. I swallowed and did the same while the prince parked his bike, and in just a second, servants flocked around him to serve him. They removed his helmet, his j

We walked over to the stall she pointed at and my eyes glittered as I saw beautiful hairpins on the table. Every pin kept was beautiful, with intricate designs. But my eyes fell on a design kept on the right corner of the table. It was a golden butterfly with crystals forming intricate designs, almost looking like crystal wines wrapping around the golden butterfly. So beautiful. I stretched my arm and took the hairpin to look at it. “Miss, please don’t touch them unless you want to buy them.” The male shopkeeper said in a rather harsh tone. “You have some audacity to talk to a royal in that tone,” Ray snapped at him, glaring at the shopkeeper. The man stiffened in fear.

Alicia complimented, lowering Elena's hand. Elena grinned proudly and ran her fingers through the air, waving her hand so that the black glitter nail polish could be seen by everyone in the hall. "I spent two hundred and fifty thousand dollars on these. I look pretty with these nails, don't I, Jake?" Jake nodded and Elena smiled with satisfaction. Elena then crossed her arms over her chest. "Your hair is beautiful, by the way. It's just missing something, I guess. Well, I don't know what advice to give you."

I respond. We were all a lot chattier while getting our nails done. I was nervous about having long nails and not being able to do anything with my hands because I’m not used to them, so I asked the nail tech to keep my nails a very short, sport length. I think she was a little disappointed not to be doing something more glamourous, but I still chose a beautiful pale pink color with silver sparkles and a couple tiny gems by the cuticles. They gave a beautiful feminine feel to my typical bare nails.