Novelas y relatos de Creepy Disney Princesses

We entered the grand court, taking our seats in the front and center of the room, our children to our sides. "Now enters Lady Lyssandra MaComb, witch of Faerl, whose charges are as follows: Charge 1: kidnapping the Prince Aranelda Tirisil, concealing his identity, and lying to Their Highnesses causing them to believe he was dead at birth. Charge 2: inappropriate use of concealment magic, impersonating Her Royal Highness, endangering Princess Elentari Tirisil and Duke Scott MaComb, the royal protector of the princess until the date of her 18th birthday. Furthermore, Lady Lyssandra MaComb is charged with knowingly conspiring to kill both the Prince and Princess of Faerl. Lady Lyssandra MaComb,

Those thoughts alone stirred me up, only the have Creed rub my knuckles with this thumb. “So who is this princess?” I asked no one in particular. Annabelle cleared her throat. “She was a lost princess who recently came back to Bergarian from the Earth realm. She’s a werewolf, and a powerful one at that. Princess Sadie is very compassionate about learning about different cultures and species. I’m sure that is all that it is,” she waved her hand. The uneasiness in her voice continued to shake me as we approached the meadow. “A,…a werewolf?” I spoke to myself. I shouldn’t be surprised. Everything around here was coming straight out of a fairytale book, anyway.

They stopped before the throne and bowed. “Greetings, Alpha. Greetings, Luna,” they said together. Polly studied them one by one. They were beautiful, graceful, rehearsed. She smiled. Too bad they’ll all be dead soon. The women gave their names: “Princess Casandra of RedBrooks Pack,” said the first one with brown eyes, her head bowed. “Princess Amira of Hoodwinds Pack,” said the middle one, with thick black hair, shorter than the rest. And then the last:

- sincerely surprised girl. Deja only shrugged her shoulders in response, and they continued down the corridor. Fortunately, there is a thick burgundy carpet on the floor here and it is almost not cold to walk. Before descending the stairs, the princess stopped again, saw a huge tapestry on the wall: it is a dark night, the forest is illuminated only by moonlight, there is a dark cliff in the middle, and what is down there, you can’t understand. But above it... A few blurry shadows that froze at the moment of flight, when they jumped over the abyss. Long bodies and tails, powerful paws, predatory heads. Markats. Perfect hunters and killers in their animal form of huge tigers. Why is she so m

“Father, you can’t do that? The king should not punish me on behalf of a lowly vampire, especially since I’m a princess.” Things became increasingly awkward, and I took several steps back, behind Sebastian. I wanted to disappear. “A princess should have good character and care for her kin, not treat them carelessly. This lowly vampire, as you put it, might very well be the missing princess, my daughter Sophia.” Laura’s jaw hung loose as mine did as well. “Please, take Laura to her room. I have more important matters to attend to than her outbursts.” Laura screamed, “She is no princess.”

Walking up the stairs to the main doors I notice how heavy the security is, taking note of their position and the weapons they seem to be carrying. The chatter as we walk past some of the guests is quite amusing, who is this? Why is the princess with a wolf? Keeping the smirk off my face was hard. I am pulled back to the now as a small round man with beady eyes approached us. “Princess Lyra, I must say I am surprised to see you here tonight” He all but scoffs at my mate, making my wolf growl.

Looking displeased and her figure all ruined. He got up from his bed and walked over to her. He kicked her in the leg and said, “Stripped.” “What?” “Either you stay wet in those clothes or freeze to death.” He folded his arms. “You choose princess.” Juniper slowly lifted herself up. She had no choice but to strip naked. If she doesn’t, she will end up with frostbite on her fingers and toes. Once they turned purple, she would have no choice but to cut her own limbs off. She will become a limbless princess. That she couldn’t do. To be mocked by the world. The once and most desirable woman in the whole entire wolf kingdom. She started to take off her clothes.

I replied and paused as I looked at my girlfriend. "Yep, Blair is the Princess of the Northern Witches, and... the Vampires." Cassie continued, and I just got my mouth hung open. Damn, I'm dating a princess? Cool! "Okay. So, is there anything more that I need to know about all these shocking revelation?" I asked since everything that has happened to me lately has been so absurd, but I am believing it because I trust these people around me. And I have seen what I need to see to believe.

Pain exploded from my scalp as a brutal force yanked me backward by my hair. A scream tore from my throat as I writhed in agony. Bright flames, ravenous eyes—these men were more terrifying than will-o'-the-wisps haunting a graveyard. "Don't waste my time! Kill her already!" Their savage laughter reverberated through the poisonous woods. The leader released his grip on my hair. The blade's gleaming edge caught the light, reflecting the misery etched across my filthy face. A flash of steel, a piercing pain in my chest—I couldn't bear it. I was going to die. The promises I made would remain unfulfilled.

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