All Disney Princesses Age Novels & Stories

She is already sharp. “No, it’s okay.” She shrugged her shoulders, earning a smile from Daisy. She loved how Elsa was the most cheerful among the sisters. She was the most childish also. She was the first who always chirped in her matters and that is why, she could not help but ask, “What’s your age?” “I’m going to be nineteen.” Daisy noticed her eyes shining. “You?” Elsa did not hesitate before asking. “Just going to be nineteen.” She shrugged her shoulders.

"Oh, they'll be fine, Zuu. Just give it some days." She smiles and looks at me. "The princes are every female Noble’s dream. No one has ever said ‘no’ to them. You are the first." I shrug. "They're better off without me." And I mean those words in a literal sense.

I clenched my teeth. "I'm only...seventeen," she admitted. I scowled. I examined her physique. She doesn't appear to be seventeen. She's tall and appears to be a mature woman. But... she’s only seventeen? The Princess would be seventeen as well... and will only be eighteen months old in a few months.

I smiled as well. "do you know Princess Dahlia?" I asked. I've been hearing that name since earlier, I'm curious about her. "she's one scary Princess. I don't like her" she pouted. "why? she's a Princess after all, you should like a Princess like you" I answered. "she's so mean. She's selfish, she's a brat, she's noisy and she's very annoying" she fussed. I laughed. "do you hate her that much?" I asked.

“You can only claim the Princess when she’s twenty-two years old. Until then, you’ll not go close to my daughter. Do you agree!?” At that moment, only a devilish smile was on my face. At twenty-two years, Princess will be mine. Tbc.

In one of the distant kingdoms, there was a kingdom called the kingdom of the winds, whose princes and princesses were distinguished by their speed that matched the speed of the wind, and therefore it was difficult for other kingdoms to intermarry with them, as their speed was not comparable to any other kingdom and they could not overcome them, so their princesses did not marry easily, but their princes were They always win the marriage races; they are always the fastest. In the kingdom of the winds, inside one of the princesses' wings, Princess Lian was preparing to go to the racetrack, as you call it, as she finds it insulting to girls that it is just a booty for the strongest or the fas

I give her a slight curtsey, and she giggles. “None of that, you are family.” The Queen insists. I was most surprised that she was so young, she couldn’t be any older than me. Kian and I had never discussed her age. Finn and Mathias were 28, almost 29 I believe. I wasn’t sure, we never did birthdays when I grew up and despite Finn’s promise, I still hadn’t celebrated a birthday and I had turned 24 a few months back now.

Seraphina POV I was the daughter of the Grant family. My father controlled half the city's underworld. Gunfire and bloodshed were the currency of his business, the leverage he held over everyone. And I was meant to enjoy the wealth and privilege that came with it, to never know a day's worry. Until my twelfth birthday, everything changed. My parents brought home a girl who looked disturbingly like me, claiming she was my long-lost twin sister, Karen. She hadn't had an easy life, wandering outside our world.

she mumbled. "I actually do. My job is to get you prepared for the real world and toughen up your skin since it seems like you're far from there, Princess." Aurora was facing away from him and she could not help the smirk that made its way onto her face. Her number one rule of life was to always be underestimated. If her targets underestimate her then they would lower their guard and therefore make the job easier for her. She had been treated as Princess her entire life and grew up pampered and praised. But there was some point when she decided to change it up a bit. She still enjoyed being treated like one and acting like a baby sometimes but outside of the house, she was a completely diffe

she sneered. They turned to Dana who doesn't seem to mind her highness's presence. Princess Elisa was just ten years old. Why would she join a battle at such a young age? Neptos stomped towards the Princess and glared down at her. "Stay here. You don't need to do anything other than keep yourself alive. You don't realize that you are the sole heir to the throne, do you?" "You can't convince me otherwise, Neptos," Princess Elisa declared defiantly. "Young Master Eric was just as young as I am, wasn't he?" She peeked through Neptos' body to look at the young boy with blonde eyes and sparkling blue eyes.