Stories of Mine

Little William: I want to be a police officer when I grow up!

Fri, 28 Dec 2012 21:29:09 -0500

Little William: I want to be a police officer when I grow up!
Diana: Really? What gave you that idea? Why?
Little William: So I can protect you!
Little Harry: BITCH YOU CAN'T. YOU HAVE TO BE KING.

Happy Birthday, Gingerbread Muffin ♥ Happy Birthday, Harry!!...

Sat, 15 Sep 2012 00:17:09 -0400

Happy Birthday, Gingerbread Muffin ♥

Happy Birthday, Harry!! it’s such a shame that you have to have your birthday in the front line…

just to keep the blog running....

Fri, 13 Jul 2012 00:23:37 -0400

you guys can submit any stories, from fanfics to your own compositions…feel free

-Audie-

Anyway...

Mon, 02 Jul 2012 00:08:33 -0400

i kindda get behind schedule with the fanfic, cause i have a novel competition to follow and lenny moved to the mountains where internet is as slow as snails…but i will still be reblogging pictures of the royals though…i hope none of you unfollow me, but if you do..i understand

-Audie-

Mon, 02 Jul 2012 00:00:46 -0400

whydontyoutellmeallaboutit: thecambridges: Happy Birthday,...

Wed, 20 Jun 2012 23:23:03 -0400

whydontyoutellmeallaboutit:

thecambridges:

Happy Birthday, Prince William… 30 today!

Happy birthday Big Willy!!

Just posted a new chapter!

Wed, 20 Jun 2012 00:20:34 -0400

Read it now!!

Chapter 5: Drowning

Wed, 20 Jun 2012 00:10:00 -0400

“Stop, don’t go in there!” Brielle screamed, she stood up on her bed, terrified by the Dream she just had. She scanned her room, the sun was rising, it lighted the room. Luckily, she was on her bed, unlike yester day. She looked at her leg; they were bruised after falling from the bed.

The dreams had been the same. Her in her own wedding dress that she had designed with Tina Andreas the Wedding Dress designer. She was going at her wedding at St. Paul, as what she and Harry had agreed on. When she arrived there, water was flooding the Cathedral. “Stop!” She would say to the Brielle in her dream, but that stubborn Brielle won’t stop, that Stubborn Bree would still walk into the Church, somehow it gets deeper, when the water reached her neck, the Stubborn Bree would turn around and say to the real Brielle, “I love him.”

Then she would gesture into the water, where the drowning and laughing Harry would gesture for her to get in. “No.” real Brielle said in small pleading voice. The Stubborn Bree smiled, and walked deeper into the Church. “Stop, don’t go in there!”

“Bree? Bree? Time for breakfast, then it’s dressing up time!” Cassandra’s voice was all energetic and happy from behind the door, she must’ve not heard her screaming. “In a minute!” Brielle said to her best-friend-slash-bride’s-maid.

Brielle stood up from her bed and turned on the lights. She was in Buckingham Palace, she needed to keep that in mind, she was in the palace of where the Queen of UK sleeps. She put sweater on and went outside. There she found Cassandra chewing almost too much that she could. “Umf My Fofd, Thiffs Foofds are amaffing!!” She was probably saying “Oh My God, these foods are amazing!!” Brielle giggled in respond.

It didn’t take them that long to actually swallow their foods and dress up. Professor Buckingham had taken Brielle’s father place, and now handing her in her marriage. First, Cassandra went away, then followed with Brielle. As her car passed by, flashes of cameras and chants from everyone.

As they arrived at the Cathedral, Cassandra was already in front, ready to help Brielle with her dress, the dress wasn’t really that hard to tidy, the tail was short. Brielle walked side by side with the Professor, while Cassandra walked in front of them with a bouquet of turquoise roses, yes turquoise, Brielle’s favorite color. On the altar, Brielle could see Harry turning to see her, while William kept poking him with his elbow to turn back and face the bishop.

Brielle chuckled. The professor turned to her, “You are happy, aye?” Brielle smiled, “Of course I am!” The professor’s expression changed, “Brielle, you still have the chance, please think of it.” Suddenly they walked very slowly, below the normal speed of a bride, but no one realized it. “I know you are worried about me trapped in castle and not having the freedom and all, but I love him.” The professor blew a pheww sound then smiled again, “Alright, I just don’t want you to get drowned.” Just like that, Brielle felt her stomach twitched.

***

They just finished their reception, and they were both exhausted. Brielle had her shower before Harry, she also played a prank on Harry, she hid all his clothes under her towel when she went out of the bathroom.

The bathroom door opened, Harry was only wearing his towel, just like the time when Brielle first met him in Kensington Palace. “You took my clothes!” He said as they both laughed, then the laughing stopped, they stared at each other for a long time, and Brielle could see the desire from Harry’s eyes.

“So…” She started as she stood up “You still look damp in few places, any hard to reach spots?” Brielle laughed, and Harry leaned to her, “I could name a few.”

Later when it was all quiet, there was a knock on the door. “Who is it?” Harry called. “Will!” William’s voice shouted from the other side of the door. “What’s wrong?” Harry asked. “The Dude is here to see you.” Will answered. “In a minute.” Harry said as he went down from the bed, hunting for his underwear.

“What’s wrong?” Brielle asked.

“Nothing.” Harry answered.

“Who’s ‘The Dude’?”

“Don’t know, Will calls every one ‘The Dude’.” But Brielle wasn’t sure. Harry leaned and kissed her, “Just go to sleep, I might be awhile.”

***

“She needs to know!” The professor said as he slammed the table. Deep inside Harry was glad that they were in the Queen’s office, it was soundproof. “Gabrielle is like a daughter to me, she deserves to know what happened.”

“Telling her? They were just married!” The Queen said as she tried to calm herself down. “Look, we just have to wait.”

“Well, Brielle is smart girl, she’ll find out sooner or later.” Will finally said a word, and as he said it, he looked at Kate. “Girl’s don’t like it when someone kept a secret and she found out about it…not told.” Kate smiled at him, but Harry shot him a glare of Who’s-side-are-you-on.

“Please, Brielle had been through a lot.” The professor blew a large amount of air. “She lost her parents when she was 5.” He looked at Harry, “She was hurt by Ronald once, I don’t want her to be hurt the same way with you.” He stood up and stepped closer to Harry, “She loves you.”

Harry didn’t look at his eyes, “I can’t tell her.” The professor smiled, “Very well.” He walked out of the room, but stopped at the door and looked from his shoulders, “You will regret this, you know she doesn’t deserve it.”

***

“You look extremely pale, did you even sleep last night?” Brielle asked him as they climbed to the jet that will take them to Paris for their honeymoon.

No, no I didn’t. I was too busy wondering if you’ll be okay when you find out that I slept with another woman 2 days before our wedding, and Professor Buckingham accidentally watched everything. “No, I was too busy wondering what will happen in our honeymoon.” He answered with a fake smile that managed to cover his lies.

Brielle chuckled and kissed his cheek, “I bet we’ll have so much fun!” She put both of her hands on Harry’s left arm, “I can’t wait to visit this museum where..Oh, and the Mona Lisa! It must be very…” Brielle kept bubbling about all the arts exhibit in Paris, all Harry could do was look into her eyes, feeling a stab in his chest as he realized that the professor was right, he should’ve told Brielle.

He kissed Brielle to stop her talking, the kiss was long and hungry, and inside Harry couldn’t imagine if he had to see her cry, cry because of him. Harry broke the kiss, and the two of them gasped for air. “Save it for tonight!” Brielle whispered to him.

-Lenny-

TROLOLOLOLOLOLOL

Thu, 14 Jun 2012 09:28:15 -0400

TROLOLOLOLOLOLOL

I just can’t!!!

Wed, 13 Jun 2012 05:49:27 -0400

I just can’t!!!

update?

Tue, 12 Jun 2012 03:13:04 -0400

well, i wrote it directly on tumblr, against Audie’s suggestion, and when i tried to publish it….

It's suddenly raining questions all the sudden...My presence is a bless

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 05:53:59 -0400

-Lenny-

welcome Lenny! are you a boy? will you post sex stories like the one's they have in the dirtyroyalconfessions blog?

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 05:45:16 -0400

Hey there!

No, I am a girl, my long name is Leneisha, but my friends call me lenny

and sex post? you mean sex scenes post? absolutely not..

that will be just filthy.

Brielle Ioseph’s best dress!

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 05:04:33 -0400

Brielle Ioseph’s best dress!

So, who will be posting the fan-fic? Lenny or Audie?

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 03:46:29 -0400

I am, make way!!

-Lenny-

Announcement 2

Fri, 08 Jun 2012 06:04:50 -0400

Audie: Anyway, i just want to tell you all that me (previous fan-fic and story writer named Audie) will not be the only one that will run this blog…

Lenny: Hi, howr u guys? i”m new, and I’m going to help Audie with her British Royal Fan-Fiction.

Audie: This way the story will be updated sooner….hopefully.

Lenny: Wish us luck!

Wrong but Right

Thu, 07 Jun 2012 05:40:27 -0400

Harry stepped down from the limo slowly. The church was decorated with leaves, because they weren’t probably many flowers colored green. He walked slowly towards the door, and there he saw his love, Brielle. Brielle was dressed in turquoise, the most beautiful color she would look on, to Harry’s notice.

“It’s about time.” Brielle rolled her eyes.

Harry laughed and leaned to kiss her, but she kept her arms to part him, “Not here!”

“Why not?” He smiled as he kept trying to lean, which he knows, bugged Brielle.

“People will see!” She said as she tried to push him away.

“Let them see!” He said, but eventually, he stopped.

The two of them walked to the front raw of the seats. Harry could see that Brielle was nervous, a smile curved form his lips, and he leaned and kissed her forehead. Just like what Brielle predicted, just a soft brush like that invited the eyes of about twelve people. “What are you so worried about, love?” He asked her and he put his arm around her shoulder. “I’m the one that was suppose to give some words.”

Brielle made a small humph, and they laughed again.

***

The wedding went well, but Brielle couldn’t stop shaking. She felt that something is wrong between her and Harry. Very wrong. She felt that same feeling when she was painting something and it turned out terrible. Brielle put her dipped her paintbrush into the white paint and continued to draw on her wall.

She was drawing a lily on her wall, she doesn’t know why, but she felt that it was right. Right. She exhaled a huge amount of air and threw her paint brush down. She stood there shaking, hands covering her sobs, and then she picked up the can of white paint and threw it at the wall.

“Bree?” Brielle could hear Cassandra’s voice behind the doors. “Bree, can you please open the door? Someone is here to see you.” Cassandra’s voice was soft as a whisper. Brielle had locked the door because she needed peace to paint a good picture. Brielle looked up from her hands, and saw that the picture of lily was ruined, ruined by her own hands.

“It’s wrong.” Brielle said out loud.

“Brielle?” Came a voice of Harry from behind the door, he must’ve been the one Cassandra said. “Love, can you please open the door?”

“It’s WRONG!” Brielle shouted and threw more cans at the pictures.

“Brielle, open this door NOW!!!” Harry’s voice grew louder, and the door was banged really hard. “Bree, please open the door.” Cassandra’s voice was very soft and pleading. Brielle fell on the floor she curled up and covered her ears with her hands. BANG! The door was busted, Harry and Cassandra quickly ran to her.

“Brielle” Harry pulled her to him and let her leaned on his chest.

Cassandra looked around the room and stopped as she saw the wall. “Oh My Gosh.” She mumbled.

“It’s wrong, ruined!” Brielle pressed her cheeks to Harry’s blue t-shirt.

“Wrong?” Harry laughed and slipped her hair behind her ears with his long fingers. “Ruined?” He laughed, and so did Cassandra. “Brielle, that is the most beautiful painting I’ve ever seen!”

Cassandra knelt down and turned Brielle’s head slowly to the wall, “Look.” She whispered softly. Brielle looked at the wall, and they were right, it was beautiful! It looked like Mother Mary. “I thought you said you were drawing lily.” Cassandra mumbled.

Brielle sat up from Harry and stood staring at the paint with her mouth gapped open. The white paint had covered the yellow paint and turned it into some kind of skin color, then the splashes of her paintbrush made some face lines, the blue paint covered part of the head; the picture looked like Mother Mary.

Cassandra stood at her right, “How did you do that?”

“I-I don’t kn-know.” Brielle stammered.

Harry chuckled and stood at her left, “Easy question, either it’s magic, or like what I said before, you are a paintbrush.”

Cassandra smiled, “We should have an exhibition right here!” She handed the paintbrush that she had picked up to Brielle and smiled, “Go perfect it! I’ll call professor Buckingham.”

***

The apartment is now crowded with artists and important people from across the globe. Professor Buckingham put his hand around her, “How on earth did you do that?!” Brielle was used with the professor, he was always seemed to surprising.

“Like how I always do it, feelings.” Brielle smiled, but then he smile disappeared. “My feelings.” She mumbled.

“What was that, darling?” the professor asked.

“Oh,” It took Brielle a few seconds before she realized that the professor was talking to her. “N-nothing, but have you seen Harry?”

“Umm..no I haven’t.” He said, and just like that Brielle disappeared to the crowd.

She looked everywhere for him, but he wasn’t there, finally, she spot her favorite orange of all time, and he was talking to Professor Guttenberg. She ran to him and pushed him into her bedroom. “Whoa, you were never so pushy before! Are you drunk?” Harry leaned to her and pushed her against the wall.

“No, Harry.” Brielle pushed him back, and her eyes were teary. “I need to tell you something.” By those words, Harry’s face flushed. “That day, when I woke from my sleep, I felt wrong that I was dating you, that was what troubling me in the church.”

“Brielle…” Harry didn’t have the nerve to look at her.

“No, wait and listen. Then when I was painting, I felt wrong too, but LOOK!” She exclaimed and laughed, “Every artists around the world came here and looked at my art. I mean, Professor Guttenberg, the guy you were just talking too? He’s from Germany!” She shook her head and cleared her throat.

“Harry…” Her voice turned really soft as if she was afraid to say something.

“You don’t need to say it.” Harry’s face turned red, he looked as if something was stabbing him from the inside. “I just wanna say that I thought this might actually work out, that you’re actually the one.”

“What?!” Brielle laughed really hard, which confused Harry. “I’ve never wanted to break up with you, Silly!” She laughed again. “Harry, I love you.” Her eyes shone and tears runs down from her cheeks, wiping the powder she had put on a while ago.

Harry looked as if he was relieved, even he was tearing up. Brielle smiled, she kissed his tears off his cheeks and kissed his lips softly. Harry must’ve been taken away, cause then he kissed her neck and moved his hands to cup her bum.

“Not now.” She whispered to him. “Meet me back here once everyone is gone.” Then the two of them slipped away from the room.

Dear my followers or readers, i am so sorry that i have so many grammatical and spelling errors. English isn't really my first language.

Sat, 02 Jun 2012 23:17:17 -0400

I don’t want any of you to hate me, cause it feels like i’m being eaten by a dinosaur

do you have a love story fan fic about harrY?

Sat, 02 Jun 2012 23:12:13 -0400

indeed i have, but i don’t know what should i name the stories so i tittle them as british Royals…you can check them here

Just post the new chapter!!! read it please!!

Fri, 25 May 2012 08:42:00 -0400