A Little Princess The Book Novels & Stories

I look up into the milky white eyes of my best friend and say one word. “Dragon’s!” **Authors note** I hope you have enjoyed Book 2, the next book, will follow on from this from Monday the 15th of Dec. Book 3 follows the story of Princess Emerald and King Vulcan in The Dragon Kings Golden Obsession. Hope to see you all soon :) MM xx

"Do you like fairy tales? I have a lot of beautiful picture books here." Calliope nodded, her eyes lighting up. For the next half hour, Elena patiently introduced various picture books to her. Gradually, Calliope relaxed and even took Elena's hand, asking her to read aloud. Caspian stood nearby, his eyes softening as he watched them. By the time Elena began reading "The Little Prince", Calliope was leaning against her, completely absorbed in the story. "You have a special way of telling stories," Caspian said softly while paying. "She's usually shy around strangers, but she's so comfortable with you."

As usual, the little girl asked to be read a fairy tale about a princess. "...and they lived happily ever after," Olivia finished the story and closed the book. "Mother, can I be a princess?" Layla asked. Olivia smiled, stroking Layla's hair. "Anyone can be a princess, and boys can be princes," she said. "Like me and Mr. Noah?" Layla asked again. Olivia paused for a moment. Thinking of Noah, it seemed the boy did not know who he was, since Alistair himself called him Noah.

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

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.

"Once upon a time, there is a little Princess who doesn't believe in romance. The Princess have a boring life with a colorful and cheerful friends. Thosw friends of her that makes her high school life a little better. Until one day, the little Princess left something important in the wild forest. The little Princess wants to take what she hade left in the forest. But when she came back, It was already gone making her sad. Not until she met Prince Charming who luckily have her magical notebook. It was the start of her love story with the Prince. Because the Prince is not as sweer as he should be, the little Princess started to think that all of her accusations about Princes were true. They a

There the first page was a blank page and the second page depicts the title of the book, it was about a story "The little Princess," he whispered through the room because he knew that no one can hear him inside or outside but still he needs to be careful. So he shut his mouth again while focusing his view on the book more like it was making his spine have shivers as well as goosebumps all over his skin 'So it was based on a true story after all, what is the meaning of this and why did it have to be one of his treasures? The author was not even mentioned at all'

“Well… from the outside, it looks like any medieval castle. There’s a bridge leading to the gatehouse, which acts as the main guard station. The main building has the ballroom, dining hall, throne room, and the Bastion Alliance chambers. Four towers sit on each corner. My parents took one for themselves, I stayed in the nursery until I was old enough to claim my own rooms. Then there’s a separate guest tower and staff quarters.” “Wow. That’s… a lot,” I said softly. “Life in a palace usually is,” he said with a faint smile. As I flipped through more pages, something caught my eye—a name. “Wait—Tobi, look at this.” He leaned over. “Lilliana and Reade,” I read aloud. “A human princess with a we

"Wends I said this isn't the right time.. please..." "We never get the right time.. did you notice? Like never.. Layla I love you okay and I'm tired of hiding.." I dropped the book I was holding and Olivia whined, "really Precious.. why are you so clumsy?" "Why are you using that word wheres you are 6 years old..?" I asked and she groaned, "you dropped my book." "With that attitude I'll drop even you." She laughed, "you're funny." "Let's go back to class..."

For a few seconds, I stood there looking at it. I thought about what Reed had said. It’s a friendly gift. I smiled and placed the box inside the drawer of my dressing table. I freshened up and got dressed in my nightwear. My eyes went to the book again. I picked it up before getting into bed. Then I leaned against the headboard and opened KING. The first page immediately pulled me in. I read slowly. The story began with the princess. Not the beautiful, untouchable princess everyone outside the palace imagined her to be.