Damsel In Distress Stories Novels & Stories

"It looks good." I was baffled. Then, I narrowed my eyes, and my expression turned icy. Dominic's tone shifted as he added, "Yes, I've taken you as my prisoner." I was at a loss for words. Thanks, but I didn't need him to state the obvious. His voice sounded a little glum. "It's the oldest story in the book. The evil dragon falls in love with the princess, but she doesn't belong to him. So, he locks her in an ivory tower, making sure that she can't ever leave."

“Can you imagine? Saying an intruder getting inside Flowing Sword Sect, much less being able to steal the bride. What is this a fantasy story?” Elsie said and looked at the book Camila was reading. “Like that one you read to us with the prince swooping in and saving the girl from the evil villain taking his true love and trying to marry her.” “Now, let’s get you ready for tomorrow’s big day with the Prince. Not like an evil villain will come and take you away from your Prince.” Helenor said and walked into the large puddle of water on the floor.

Lola cleared her throat, and Melissa waited eagerly to hear the story that, in some way, connected to her best friend. “Once upon a time, in a village covered in ash, a woman stepped out of her house. She looked in despair at what the fire had caused and then looked further at the backs of the disappearing guards. They rode on their horses back to their king, who wallowed in sorrow over the loss of his son. The guards told their king of yet another village they had plundered. They had burnt their homes in front of the villagers’ eyes.

Just then a castle guard ran in bloodied. "My Kings rogues was seen in the castle ground and are attempting attack the castle but we held them off capturing some as few escaped." the vampire say disrupting the obvious tension to Drizella's relief as her smile grew bigger. "We'll be back to finish this, we need to go. Stay here Princess, don't go anywhere and if someone wants to hurt you, permission to fry her ass." Damon kiss Daisy after which Damian did the same but not before dismissing Drizella. 'And please get yourself out our castle and never come back Drizella."

When it rained, she would run and slide through mud getting her knees dirty, Then she'd come back to dry off sitting quietly thinking of stories she could tell. One stormy evening while roaming the fields with the wind blowing wild, An evil prince rose from the depths of deep blue in search of his bride. He chased her into the thicket where she ran screaming aloud for rescue. The witch emerged to defend her when the dragon attacked, breathing fire as he fought. Thus, a wicked battle raged between good versus evil raging throughout the field. Finally, Ellie became separated from her loved ones and stranded miles from home.

If just to see her smile. There was one story she always loved. It was a story I tweaked just for her. It went like this: Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess named Cindy who lived alone in a tower guarded by a ferocious wolf. Many tried to rescue her, but they all failed, for only a brave knight with the heart of a genuine man could rescue her from captivity. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, months into years, while she sat at the window of the tower, praying to the stars for her heroic knight to save her. Yet, no one was brave enough to slay the beast. As time passed, Princess Cindy’s hope of ever being rescued diminished piece by piece, filling her heart with despair

Nighttime and drowned in his world the gaint didn't realize a small figure running through the dark, from the opposite side of the alley, right towards him. ~ BAM~ The phone went down on the street with a loud clank sound, which was once in the hands of the gaint just mere seconds ago. The clash between that small figure and gaint caused both of them to fall hard to the ground. "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL... "

Emerson held me before I could touch the ground. “I am sorry sister.” I stood back up and looked at my sheet to see that there were no holes in it. I missed the sheet. “When someone attacks a kingdom, you can’t win by playing chess or by answering a few questions. You shall fight which you can’t, and I can. Being a warrior is important. I am sorry.” “You are right. Sera, prepare my bath.” I said looking at her before stepping aside from them and walking to my chamber. Each word that Emerson said ringed in my head as a servant stripped me out of the muddy clothes I was wearing.

Was author killed or was she saved like a damel in destress? Let me know by commenting, so I can wrote that short part. If not I can just skip it. Thankyou again.

I began to plead to every servant and guard that passed my side even though a lot of the things I said were made up. “Galentia is in trouble, let me deliver a message. please take me to someone who would listen. Damien is coming! he has taken the king down and now he wishes to overtake the kingdom. please listen to me. Damien has an army of sorcerers, and they will take over. I had to escape from. His captive! he has my mother in his captive too. Please talk to anyone who wishes to listen. Damien the king of rouges will be here soon! he has taken down your king and soon he will come for your kingdom.