Anna Princess Novels & Stories

Then he continued to pull her collar from behind, pull it back and clip it to his armpit. His face cocked in defiance of the prince before him. Lily guessed that he wasn't average either, certainly no lower in status than Elias. "Prince, what do you want?" "This question should be asked by the prince. " Lily rolled her eyes at him, not expecting this cold face to be a prince. So? isn't Elias to save her. Lily bit his arm hard. He immediately let go of his hand. "I didn't expect you to have such sharp teeth. You shouldn't be named Lily, but rather a dog's name. "

said Nora. "Your name is Aubrey Ciana Logan," her mum said. "So I'm Princess Aubrey Ciana Logan," Nora said. "Yes you are," said her mum "What about my dad?" Nora asked. "Hmmmmmm" answered her mum. "When can I get to see him?" Asked Nora. "When the time is right," said her mum. "The time is not always right, nice going mum," Nora said with attitude. "One day you'll understand why I'm doing this," said her mum as she smirks.

She clapped her hands excitedly, making her parents laugh. "Your phone keeps buzzing princess. Is it faulty?". He asked, concerned. "No, it's Prince Andrei". Anna said. "We're going out." "On a date?". Justin's eyes widened. "No dad! Ew!." Anna made a face. "I would never date Andrei." That was a ridiculous thought. She and Andrei... together? No way!.

Peach happily sing while walking with Prince Caspian. While the two of them is in the garden Prince Caspian ask her a question. "Which Princess do you like the most?" Little Peach smile widely and answer. "Anastasia!" Anastasia is a Princess who lost her memories. But still, Peach love her. Prince Caspian pick a yellow flower and give it to her. Peach blush. "This is for you. Princess Anastasia's gown is color yellow. And yellos suit you." Peach shyly put a strand of her hair behind her ears before accepting the flower.

Luca had been caged in the bubble since twenty years ago, he was given birth to, by the Queen of the Virgo court. It was hell collided with cold when Alix got the news that she gave birth to a bouncing baby boy. She was so sad when she realized her son will be killed to avoid bringing calamity to the institution and the world as a whole. Fortunately, she has the power to made him to be in cage.

“Sorry. Mommy will not invalidate the pink-haired Barbie trauma.” “She has a name.” “Of course she does. What’s her name?” Poppy rubbed her nose against Sebastian’s T-shirt. “Anastasia Sparkle.” I closed my eyes. “Strong name,” Sebastian said. Poppy immediately nodded, still clinging to him. “She’s a princess but also a businesswoman.” “Impressive.” “She has a café.” “Of course.” “And the dino ate her. All her hard work is gone.” I stood slowly, because my knees were starting to protest. Maybe I wasn’t old enough to have my heart broken a second time, but I was old enough not to crouch on the main room floor for too long while listening to the death report of a fictional doll.

Seraphina POV I lay back on the lounge chair, letting the sea breeze wash over me as I watched the waves roll onto the shore and slip back again. No lectures from my parents. No scheming from Karen. No hard, unyielding face of Macro. The long-lost sense of freedom finally let me relax completely. This was the life I was meant to have. Yet for some reason, my mind betrayed me, and he crept back into my thoughts. I pressed a hand to my chest.

She comes around the side of my desk so she’s facing me as she lifts herself up to sit on the edge of the large mahogany piece of furniture. “Hello, my love.” She returns my term of endearment with her sweet smile calming my somewhat frazzled nerves. Seriously, fucking vampires? “Yup, fucking vampires.” She says, picking up on my thoughts through our mind link. “How are Amber and Leia?” I ask, hoping our two little daughters aren’t too scared. “They’re fine.” Zella smiles, “they and the other younger pups are making Halloween decorations with some of the omegas. They’re probably covered in glitter at this point.” Ah, glitter. The herpes of the crafting world. Because you can never get rid of

His mind reeled, and for a brief moment, he thought he was staring at a ghost. “Who are you?” Arnold asked, breaking the silence. Sophia’s gaze remained fixed on John, who stood up out of shock, both smitten and terrified. “Sophia,” he stammered, his voice barely audible. Sophia stepped forward, her voice steady with a deep edge. “I am Sophia Martins," she said, her glare piercing through John. "Get out of my chair.”

"That little kid who fell in the water... that was you?!" The tips of Alexander's ears flushed. "Yes." "I've been looking for you for ten years." Sophia suddenly laughed. "But you were only twelve then, and I was sixteen. I'm four years older than you." She raised an eyebrow. "I hadn't even had my first crush, and you were already in love?" Alexander looked at her, his gaze clear and earnest. "Princess, do you want the truth?" "Go on." "Because you were like an angel," he said softly. "You saved me, and you were so gentle. You made me believe there was still light in the world."