Novel & Cerita The Closet Fan Princess Novel

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 cannot put them back on. I didn't have the order to touch the oils, so I leave the bathroom and head back to the opulent bedroom. The Princess sits on the edge of the big bed, legs closed and back straight. She is dressed in white silk robes which makes her look like a stunning goddess, one that is extremely dangerous if upset.

"I'd do anything for you." Larissa kicked off her shoes. She wore the bunny slippers and took a few steps. She then kicked off the pair of slippers and lay on the couch. After she tucked herself in the small blanket, she picked up a novel. It was a queer novel. That was her favorite genre! Ambrose knew her too well! Ambrose saw the explicit cover of the book featuring two men. His lips twitched. Soon, his handsome face had a gloomy expression. Snatching the book from Larrisa's hand, Ambrose declared, "I'm confiscating this one!"

‘The hell I will,’ Princess Claire thought to herself, tired, and all she wanted right now was to fall asleep. The next morning, she woke up, King Torvald staring at her. Feeling creeped out, she sat up, still naked. “May I go take a bath?” she asked. “You don’t have to ask,” King Torvald laughed at her silliness. Princess Claire stood up from the bed and walked over to the bathroom, the room dark as night with dim night lamps. King Torvald saw the bruises on her arms from holding her down, but it didn’t bother him. He heard the bathtub water run and sped off and got back before anyone could notice him outside of his room during the day. He selected a dress that had long sleeves that were fr

C1: SNEAKY PRINCESS WRITER'S POV CLEARSTONE ROYAL PALACE “My princess, my princess quickly wear this while I discard the clothes” a girl said hurriedly as she presented a blue royal dress to a girl who seemed to be of her age as she got rid of the male clothing she wore. After successfully wearing the blue dress she smiled in satisfaction just then she heard a knock on her door. she composed herself as she pinned her chocolate brown hair behind, while the other girl went to open the door.

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

I thought I opened the wardrobe and picked a casual cloth. Likewise, I placed it on the bed. In a few minutes I changed into the clothes as I tried to rest on the chair and read a book - The mind of the man by an infamous writer Paki Devin Just as I picked up the book. One of my guards walked into the room immediately and bowed “The Princess is here to see you” he said “Princess Lyra?” I exclaimed as I turned to him “Yes, sir. She is here to see you” he said

All organized by color and season. My mother’s pieces mixed with mine. Old clothes I remembered loving… and new, gorgeous ones I didn’t recognize at all. All tailored to my size. “Okay,” I whispered. “Now I feel like a princess. A very overwhelmed, slightly panicking princess.” I stepped out and found both twins standing in front of the closet, eyes wide. “We’ve been in castles,” Kael muttered. “We’ve seen wealth. This is… next level.” “Yeah,” Riven added. “Like, are we living in a prophecy or a romance novel?”

"Time for the dress." Dad kisses my forehead. "I'll wait downstairs." Elena helps me into the dress. It's beautiful. Everything I dreamed about as a little girl. The top fits perfect, the skirt flows around me, the train spreads out behind me. "You're gorgeous," Elena says. "Alpha Marcus is lucky." ‘Yeah. Lucky bastard.’ My wolf sneers inside me. "Can I have a minute alone?" "Of course." She leaves. I stare at myself in the mirror. I look like a princess, like someone who should be happy today. But my eyes look dead.

I could kiss being allies goodbye. Princess Aqua got dressed and disposed of the towel in the bathroom. She wasn't gone long enough for us to escape. The french doors leading out to her balcony flew open. She perched on the bed not making any attempt to close it. A chilly wind blew into the room. I pressed into the King, trying to capture his body heat. He rested a hand on my hip, keeping me still.