Novel & Cerita The White Queen White Princess

She looks like an angel, she whispers to another beside her, her voice echoing with envy while her eyes eats up the Queen’s appearance, taking in the sparkling white, long dress that adorns the Queen’s slender frame like a second skin, exposing her delicate shoulders. White color is one no woman would dare to wear, especially in summer as it clashes with their pale skin, but the Queen wore hers like the color was made for her. As everyone adorned the Queen’s beauty and her innocent yet seductive appearance, relegating the Concubine to the back ground, she stands off with her group of friends, standoffish and waiting for the Queen to get to her, while inside she seeths in jealousy and anger.

"You are Snow White... ah... my darling. I want you." "I want you too, my Prince." The Queen engulfed the flared head with her mouth, then nipped the hard tip before swirling her tongue around it. The Prince let out a low roar, thrusting his hips in rhythm. She licked all the way to the base, devouring his balls as his warrior’s weapon engorged even further. "Oh... tell me, Prince... who is the fairest in all the land?" "Ngh... ah..." "Ah... you are so powerful, so muscular. Such a thick, strong rod. I’ll drain it for you right now." The Queen smirked. A man this powerful and regal was too good to let slip away.

When her father woke up, Queenie wanted him to feel proud that his daughter had managed to bring him back from his eternal sleep. Queenie requests that all access to the Bright River Royal Palace be closed. Until she came back later. She didn’t want an intruder to come when she wasn’t there. Riding a white horse in clothes commoner, Queenie left the Bright River Kingdom. Fewa, in the form of a lizard, dangled spoiled on the shoulders of the Princess. Everyone in the kingdom was stunned as the white horse Queenie was riding slowly walked away from her kingdom. On the back of the horse, a beautiful girl dressed in blue color sat like a goddess from heaven. It looked deadly at the same time.

He looked like a man who had finally claimed what was his. "It doesn't matter," I said, my voice growing stronger. I looked at all four of them. "They tried to kill me in my old pack. They tried to kill me here. They keep trying to put me in the ground, but they forget one thing." I sat up, the furs falling to my waist. I looked at my hands, feeling the power of the four kings humming in my blood. "I am the White Queen," I said, my voice echoing through the chamber. "And I am done being the prey. If the Council wants a war, if Caleb wants his 'property' back... then we give them exactly what they deserve."

I see a figure float down before they stand before me. I bow my head almost instantly as I realise that I am in the presence of the Moon Goddess herself. "Rise my child." She says, her voice silky smooth. I do so immediately and I am entranced by her flawless beauty. Her stark white hair is in big curls and her gown is gorgeous. I can't even discribe it other then the fact that it closely resembles Elsa from Frozen's gown. This is unbelievable. "Believe it, darling." She says smiling at me. "You are here because you are to be the Queen of the Shifters. You are willing though you have doubts. Why is that?" She asks and I know she already knows the answer.

The first vampire who moved away in fear holded his ground and questioned, "The Lord said she is human, what the hell is she?" "She's a fucking werewolf," another moved back, feeling the ground beneath her paws as she growled lowly. "How do you even know that the wolf is that fucking princess?!" The prior question. "The lord said she was different, of course not a human and look at her fur color. The wolf community never had white wolves." The later one said, nervously moving backwards. Arianna had enough of their rambling, the rate at which she lunged towards the vampire who was ready to escape was astonishing, watching through the eyes that were hers, yet very different.

The essence of the fog is to obscure the minds of others. Amelia exited the carriage and bowed to the king while Viloustra stood there thinking. Viloustra snapped back to reality, straightened his back and arched his right hand over his stomach to greet her. The fourth princess appeared to be very graceful, all the time. Her golden hair was tied in half with a delicate pink bow, and she wore a small white crown with four precious stones on the top nail. She had a tender face that no words could describe, and she wore a white dress embellished with flowers, resembling a goddess. Waiting for the king to get into the carriage, Amelia looked at Viloustra with her drooping green eyes. She inherit

I was their fucking maid a few days ago. Something was obviously weird. I turned about to run away when my eyes caught something that made even my heart stop. My hair.... It was white.

My breath gets caught in my chest at what I find inside, and it takes everything in me not to rush forward. A nursery. A god damned nursery greeted me with Jessica sitting in a rocking chair, clutching a soft looking cream bunny plushy in her arms. She wanted to be a mother, had a room planned for a baby to come right away. Gods, she was perfect and that fucker ruined his chance. “Princess?” I call softly, pushing the door open and slowly stepping inside. She looks up with wide, teary eyes, her face tear-stained as she tries to fight back the sniffles.

The two princes and the princess. What was this about? “Is it possible that you heard wrong warrior? The king has three children and they all have a claim to the throne if anything were to happen to the others.” The warrior shook his head. “With what I head, this one was not the current king’s child. they said this one was a white wolf and it didn’t seem like the king and the crowned prince know about her.” No, no, no! this cant be happening. If there was a white wolf that even the king knew nothing about then it would not matter if we kill the king and his children. There will still be one with a stronger claim to the throne than even them.