Clown Princess Novels & Stories

Out of all other f-ing days why did they have to enter the kitchen today? She fumed in anger as the laughter increased. What’s so funny to laugh about? Her panty isn’t filled with cartoons or funny figures, it’s an elegant one with thin fabric. She darted towards them in a fit and pushed Dylan away who’s blocking her view and saw the thing that made them laugh. Her face twisted with mixed expressions after witnessing the thing in front of her and the laughter around her died down as three pairs of eyes turned to her direction. Klara didn’t know how to react after misunderstanding the minions. And they’re all laughing staring at a CRAB. You heard her correct. It’s…it’s a crab, which is alive

- Flexibility, Kaya... Flexibility. This is not the war you are declaring on the cup! - I don't understand how you can be more flexible than that... Kaya grumbled. - A princess must be gifted with flexibility and infinite softness... Kaya put the cup on the saucer and opened her mouth to speak: - No no no... The saucer and the glass must not make any noise... No tinkling, Kaya... Mirabelle cut her off.

Cloude was staring at his daughter. Clinton grimaced. He was about to say something when, Winter got up and walked towards them, in front of her father. Her both arms were on her hips, her one eyebrow raised. "Didn't I tell you, dad? That I'm not a princess." Winter argued. Cloud shook his head. "Are we arguing about this again?" He sighed. "For me, you are my princess, you and your sister Kisses." "Shut it, dad. You're like a sissy."

After siring 18 princes, the current king, Henry Barton, finally sires me, his first princess. On the day of my birth, Father vacates the entirety of West Tower to be my personal place of residence. Not only that, but he also changes the rules, decreeing that no one is allowed to be alone with me. As a result, I remain mute even after I turn six. Father's new consort, Elizabeth Muller, is showered with love and attention even though she only moved into the castle three months ago. The first time we meet, she takes my hand and says, "You're so well-behaved, Princess Julia. Let me take you to look at the fish." After making sure that we're alone in the garden, she grips my wrist. Her smile

The crowd dispersed as interested participants trickled into the next compartment. Out of nowhere, Clara’s happy face jumped into view. "Hey, you” She smiled, her eyes twinkling behind the purple hue surrounding them. She was partyborn, a stark contrast to the rummage that sat in her stomach. She wanted nothing more than to go back home. She looked down at what was in her hand. Its tip was golden sparks of fur.

“You’ve outplayed them all.” Adrian raised his glass, lips curving in a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. Victory should have felt intoxicating. Instead, the crystal glass in his hand caught the candlelight, a deep red glow shimmering within—like blood, like the curve of a woman’s lips. Like her. Isabella Russo. Reckless, stubborn, impossibly alive. He blinked, and all he could see was her stumbling out of that cell—skin pale as death, body broken, but eyes still blazing with defiance.

“Ava!” “Congratulations on your freedom, girl!” she said, pulling me into a warm hug. "Freedom," I repeated softly, letting the word sink in. It was exactly what I had been longing for. “Thank you,” I replied, glancing around. Something felt off. “Wait, were you hiding in the bushes or something?” I narrowed my eyes at her. Ava chuckled, her expression mischievous. “Of course not! I just stepped out to grab some wine. I got back right before you arrived.”

He smiled and fished the small key from his pocket, placing it in my hand just as Tobi handed him a glass of something amber and strong. “There you go, Uncle Cayden,” Tobi said. “It’s still Thefros to you, boy,” Cayden replied with a wink in my direction. “Oh, I see how it is. The official titles don’t apply to the princess, apparently,” Tobi teased, pretending to be offended. “Well, maybe you should try being as charming as that one,” Cayden said, pointing at me. “Alright, enough out of you two,” I said, rolling my eyes fondly.

The corner of her lips curled upward, unable to hide her satisfaction. Camilla walked past me, deliberately swaying her hips. She leaned in close to my ear and lowered her voice. "Sera, the Luna Queen everyone worships this time? That’ll be me. As for those three worthless wolves who can’t even hold their forms, I’ll generously leave them to you. "Since we’ve both been given another life, you’d better treasure it." Her smile was bright and vicious. I lowered my eyes and said nothing. Now it was my turn.

He thought he had better get back to Benny and Tilly to see what they had made out of the information. Upon entering the room Benny look up and started filling Jay in “Well we don’t know the name of the princess, but we are sure she was transported to a different planet where she would be safe. We think that planet is S610 just by the references to it being remote and kept in balance. We know the princess is incredibly smart and capable, she also has a birth mark on her left forearm. Is there anything we missed?” “No, that’s what I thought too. Do we have any access to any files of personnel on Planet S610? We need to know who this person SM Dora is.”