In a dreamlike ballroom, a man meets a captivating princess. Lost in the music and their connection, they dance the night away, defying their different worlds. Though reality eventually pulls them apart, the magic of the encounter leaves him forever changed, carrying a touch of stardust in his mundane life.

***PLEASE DO NOT COPY THE BOOK IN ANYWAY This book has copycats, please note this is the original "We have similar ones too."Olga uttered showing her hand. It was the same as mine but it had her initials and they were in diamond instead of emerald. I looked over at Tatiana, Maria, and Anastasia's rings. They were all similar to mine except the initials and what rock they had. "Our Mama and Papa gave it to all of us on Christmas. Don't you remember? Even a little?"Tatiana spoke for the first time. "No."I answered. ••••••••• Valentina, a girl living in the 21st century. While going to the attic finds her deceased mother's jewelry box. After taking a look, finding beautiful russian jewelry she puts everything back except an odd emerald ring laying on the ground. Hastily putting it on, she goes to sleep and wakes up in a room that's not her own. ***PLEASE do not copy the book in any way *** Based on pure imagination and wonder *** I DO NOT see any of the historical figures in my book the way I portray them. They are only written this way for the book. Any questions or concerns please direct message me. I also do not own any of the images presented Created:8/9/18 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

The Mikaelson family visited Russia a year prior to the Fall of the Romanovs. They were warmly welcomed in St. Petersburg and quickly became close friends to the Czar and his family. They especially took a liking to the youngest Romanov daughter, the Grand Duchess Anastasia Romanov. After the deaths of the Imperial Family, the Mikaelsons fled Russia when they caught word of their father drawing nearer to St. Petersburg. They mourned. However, over 90 years later when they set foot in the city of New Orleans, the empire they built from the ground up, they are shocked not only by the vampire Marcel, who they assumed to be dead, to be up and kicking running the city that once belonged to them but there was one other they did not expect to see. Unknown to many of the creatures of the night who roam the streets there is one other person who rules by Marcel's side. Someone who has seen first hand what to do and what not to do when it comes to ruling. Someone who should have died many years in a cell with her family. The rumors had been true, Anastasia Romanov had indeed survived the violent assassination of her family, just not in the way people had expected, and she living the life and partying it up in the streets of the French Quarter. Jealousy ensues, Betrayal breaks out amongst allies, old love is rekindled and the Grand Duchess wonders just how long it'll be until everything goes to hell; something that she was used to. After all, she is the Last Romanov. Okay y'all know the drill the Mikaelson family and everything character and plotline in The Originals do not belong to me but to Julie Plec and the CW And please don't steal cause its rude and against the Ninth Commandment

Only the good die young...or do they? - July 17th, 1918 - Gunshots are fired, screams are heard, and Russia's last Tsar crumples to the ground. Yakov Yurosky is confident his plan to destroy the Romanov family has succeeded. But what happens when backs are turned? What happens when there is one person willing to risk their life to save another - and what happens when that life so happens to belong to Anastasia Nikolaevna Romanov, Russia's very last Grand Duchess...