A Little Princess Novels & Stories

Everyone's attention is drawn to me, Ray laughs immediately. "You ate all those fries?" he laughs, ostensibly staring at the gigantic, now empty box in my hand. I smile, my teeth glistening with excitement. "That was so good," I laugh too, "I love greasy food." "Hey," Danae declares, "I ate all of mine too!" We all turn our heads toward Danae's empty little bag of kids' food. I notice, all of a sudden, that the bag is decorated with fairies and elves. It seems to suit her, the more I think about it. One of the dark-haired fairies looks almost identical to her.

’ Dana asked me. ‘I do not know, Dana. We will find out soon.’ I got to her room’s door and pushed open the door, peeping inside, I saw that she was focused on drawing in her sketchbook. I snuck inside and said, “Who is the most gorgeous prince in the whole wide world?” “Mummy!!!” my adorable little princess said. “No, Leila. You're the most gorgeous princess in the whole world.” I replied, walking closer to her. “No mummy, it's you.”

As I turned to respond, the lady returned with a large album in her hands. She smiled at me, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively at both of us. I glared at Michael, who looked completely relaxed and unbothered. I took the album. The first picture was of a very pretty baby in a pink dress, a crown, and a little wand. “Oh my gosh, this is so cute,” I gushed. “That’s Mikey.” My smile froze for a second before I burst into laughter. The next picture was of him in a torn yellow dress.

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My eyes caught on the edge of a wrinkled, torn paper, the word princess sticking out like a splash of ink. Anyone with information about the missing princess, please report to Headmistress Yves. The princess was last seen eighteen years ago. Useful information will be compensated with a sum of $1,000,000. My breath caught. That amount of money was unheard of. Unimaginable in the places I grew up in. But eighteen years missing? That was a long time. How could one hold out hope for new information when it’d been that long? Eighteen years. My age.

Nordin comes up from behind her, and he lifts his hands to fit a small, white gold circlet on Alcina’s head, gleaming with inlaid diamonds. Alcina looks at her brother. “The headpiece is a little gift from us to you,” Alfred’s voice draws Alcina’s attention to the doorway, where he stands. Nordin, bearing a gentler smile than he’d ever given, smooths away a lock of hair from Alcina’s face. “It is to remind you that you may be Lord Brendan of House Warner’s wife but that you will always be our little princess.” Alcina’s eyes sting. Little princess, they’d called her.

Looks like i'm gonna have fun after all. Stepping close to him the others stepped back to make way. "Why don't you shut up and climb that ring asshole" i say coldly. He then began to laugh sarcastically then looked at me. He's only a few inch taller than me. "Princess I think you should head back home and braid your dolly and not stay here to fight with a big man." I looked at him dead in the eyes then smirked "why you scared to get your ass kicked by a princess" i ask emphasising the last word. Just like i've expected he turned red in anger and stepped towards me. He was about to throw a punch but I was quick to duck and throw him a punch straight in the face knocking him out instantly.

Annie stood like a guard by the tall window in her room. The moon in the sky looked like a shiny silver coin. Its pale light made her face look bright and dark in places, showing how smart she was, now that her eyes were squinted as she thought. She hadn't been able to sleep well since Isla and Prince Caius came back. The prince was polite but in a way that hid something Annie felt was very wrong. Isla's eyes were puffy and red from crying. Annie knew something bad had happened when they were out.

Sound of jealousy could be heard in her voice. Everyone was just commenting on Jeremy and Maria, Milan and Adrian were not left out because they were also looking so good. "I told you he won't fail nor miss a chance to set the ladies on fire. Look at him he is looking like a god" Lara praised. "Sometimes I wonder if the guy is really from our world. He looks exactly like a mermaid prince" Vivian said, trying to sound casual but her excitement betrayed her. "I do wonder if he is a fairy god," Jim said with so much enthusiasm.

little Lily declared, her smile widening mischievously. To anyone else, she looked like an innocent little girl throwing a childish tantrum. But judging by the beast’s reaction… It looked absolutely horrified. “Please be merciful, Mighty One! Do not lower yourself to this lowly servant’s level!” it begged desperately. “The beautiful princess is cute, powerful, and possesses a graceful disposition. Please forgive this lowly beast’s short-sightedness,” it continued, wagging its tiny tail frantically while showering her with praise. Lowly beast…