Broken Princess Novels & Stories

The glass broke apart and one of the reflections was destroyed. Camela gasped while clutching her chest tightly. “It burned…like fire under my skin.” Vincent caught her just in time before she could fall. “But you’re still here,” he said. Her eyes brimmed with tears. “Yes, but if you break them all…I’ll turn to ash.” The perfect bride's laughter rang through the circle, echoing off every shard around them. “Do you see now, fox? Break one wall, and she burns. Break them all…and she becomes nothing.”

He was scared a little but he somehow felt Anastasia was going to be able to pull through. The sharp germs immediately pierced through the glass wall cracking it. The remaining concubines gasped and even Elsa began trembling once again. Princess and Bianca still stood their ground with the barricades up as they watched the glass wall cracking from the effects of the pieces of gems. After a while, the cracking stopped and there was absolute silence. They all waited for a while to see if anything else was going to happen but nothing else did. When Princess and Bianca realize this, the gems are not going to be able to break through the glass walls. They let go of the barricade they had formed a

"Outside his dorm. For hours. And when he finally came out, he looked at me like I was nothing." "Oh No, Jules." "He called it a mistake, Maya. Called us a mistake. Like loving him was the stupidest thing I ever did." And maybe it was. Maybe falling for Adrian Cross—the broken transfer student with trust issues and a self-destructive streak—was always going to end like this. "I called him a coward," I admit. "Good," Maya says fiercely. "He is one." Maybe. But knowing that doesn't make the pain any less real or the truth any less devastating: I sacrificed everything for someone who wasn’t willing to sacrifice anything for me.

Luna turned four in the midst of increasing chaos. Reality cracks now occurred daily across all alliance territories. Kade's early warning system helped minimize casualties, but they couldn't prevent the psychological toll of watching the world literally tear apart. "Happy birthday, baby," Aria said, helping Luna into a new dress. Blue, not grey. Never grey. "Is the world going to break on my birthday?" Luna asked matter-of-factly. She'd become accustomed to the cracks, treated them like weather patterns.

Just get what you need. I sensed Anna was keeping something from me. Proof. Something that may bring down her beautiful kingdom. The door to her room was locked. I took the bobby pin out of my hair and pushed the lock, my hands shaking. A gentle click. Success. I got in. The chamber smelled like roses and exquisite perfume, yet there was something bad within. Too good. Too set up. Drawers. Closet. Table. I searched with shaking hands and a heart that beat louder than my breath.

I screamed, light erupting from my eyes, my skin fracturing into silver lines. Everything disintegrated—the city, the army, Kael’s curses, Auren’s voice—until there was only that one truth pulsing through the mark: The Crown is broken. Long live the Queen. Then, silence. And darkness swallowed everything.

That was what Honey saw. Honey confronted them right there and then, and the woman made it seem like Kobe allowed it to happen. They broke up but were reunited again after two months. As for Lyken, she really thought she could change him too. Jada thought that she could make him loyal and faithful despite being a notorious womanizer, but she was wrong. Lyken was one big mistake. Instead of me changing him, it was he who changed her, from a good girl to a bad girl. Jada’s analysis of both men was interrupted when a girl approached Kristoff while he was on his way back to their table. Seeing her body language, she was obviously flirting with him.

she said. The breeze intensified, becoming a gale that shook the house to its foundations. I could hear the sound of glass breaking, of furniture toppling over. I had never seen her act like this before. The ritual had always been quick and efficient. But now, something was different. Something was wrong. A feeling of unease began to build inside me, a sense of foreboding that I couldn't explain.

the maid who locked her in the closet said suddenly behind her and she was surprised that she release figurine she was holding. "Wha...! you starlte me for heaven's sake!" she was so engrossed in her plans that she was unaware she was holding a fagile figurine and release it shattering in to small pieces the broken glass bounce back in her feet. it cut the side of her right foot rendeing her excrushating pain

Jaymianne asked her secretary whilst placing another tea. Cheslea crouched beside her and held her hands. She smiled, reassuring that her boss deserved everything accomplished in her life. "What makes you think that?" "I don't have siblings and my parents died leaving the bankrupt company to me. My life has become a mess ever since I met that man." "You deserve everything, Jayme. The money that passed to you and the company you restored. We don't have much staff but we still operate because of the clients who trusted you so don't think that you aren't worthy of your achievements."