Disney Forgotten Characters Novels & Stories

Her knuckles were white where she gripped her fork. "I’m observing," I corrected, letting the front legs of my chair slam back onto the floor with a loud thud. "There’s a difference." "And what do you observe?" " That you're terrified," I said simply. "But you're eating anyway. That’s good. Most spoiled princesses would be weeping into the mashed potatoes by now." She paused, her jaw tightening. "I’m not a princess anymore. I’m an exile." "Welcome to the club. We don't have jackets, but the whiskey is top shelf."

The kind that would be there tomorrow. She had been a Memory Wolf her whole life. She had known the limits of it from the time she was old enough to understand what she was. She knew what the signs meant and she had been watching them get worse for weeks and Sophia had told her and Sable had told her and she had been telling herself she had more time.

she murmured, “we just rang a bell we can’t unring.” Far beyond the frostlands, deep beneath stone older than memory, another presence stirred, one that had slept through the Hunger’s reign, and now opened its eyes at the sound of balance being broken.

I’ve been back in Aurelia for an entire month, and these witches still have no fucking clue who I am. I have a biography on my company’s website, mind you. They could connect the dots, but if it isn’t spelled out for them, then they never will. Un-fucking-believable. “Wow, you’re rude. Definitely not the kind of woman Ethan Blake would go for.” Woman number one said, flipping her fan open. She had on a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

The idea of a magical assassin was easier to believe than the idea that he had forgotten his own family. "He speaks," Nash said, his voice low. "A parrot trick!" Veronica cried. "Nash, remember what the witches did to your father? They play with minds! She stole your seed years ago—maybe when she worked in the pack kitchens—and grew this thing to destroy us." She turned to me, her eyes hardening into diamonds of hate. "You vile creature. You thought you could fool the Alpha with a puppet?" "Liar!" I screamed, clutching Sayler tighter as he began to cry, his bravery finally cracking. "Nash, please! Touch him! Just touch his skin! You’ll feel the bond! You’ll feel the truth!"

“Yeah, your mom’s more stubborn than a mule in a mud pit. Good luck with that.” The waitress returned, balancing our plates with that same flirty smile aimed at Dad. She slid my pancakes in front of me, and I noticed a folded slip of paper tucked under the plate. Her number, scribbled in loopy handwriting. I groaned as she walked away, and Dad burst out laughing. “Human females,” he said, shaking his head. “Way more fun than our pack girls, Damon. They don’t overthink everything.” I rolled my eyes so hard I thought they’d get stuck.

The sound so loud that it caused the Keep to collapse on top of them. Mira awoke with a scream. The horror she dreamed had not merely a dream and she knew it. It was the final moments of the couple who ruled the ruins in the forest. They were also Tine's parents. The man had been the Dragon King... Dragon...Tine's parents....Tine was a dragon! That's impossible! They only existed in fairy tales. Or did they. Mira resolved to ask him on their next meeting.

Then he looked at his Dad “D-dad.” “Thank God you remember me.” “Kuya. What about me?” This time it was Gravity “Gravity.” He called “W-What happened to me? why is that, why do I remember so little. I can't remember everything?” I cried, he can’t remember. He can only remember little “Kuya do you remember her?” Gravity pointed me to his brother “Answer me!” “Don’t shout Grav..” I said “I-I don't I’m sorry... who are you?” He looked at me

Grant looked at me to help him out here. “Truly he wasn’t being a pest Cindy. He was filling me in on his Dust Bunny adventures with you while I was gone.” I handed Grant over to her and put my arm around Mat. Cindy smiled at us and turned to Mat, “You must be his mate, Mat is it? News travels fast in packs. I’m Cindy, my mate is Charlie, the Beta. And you’ve met Grant of course.” Mat smiled and shook her hand as well, “It’s very nice to meet you Cindy. You have a wonderful pup.”

Because form the looks of things, it seems like if I were a few seconds late, then the moon goddess herself would have received a soul this every day and we would already be planning a burial or some thing do gang sorts. Thank you moon goddess. Immediately the relief that washed over me was immense that I even staggered in my steps. I thought that sown thing had happened to Bleu and it may have been quite selfish for me to think this way, but I am very very happy that this was the scene that played out and not the one that I had imagined. …. I think his name was Jerry but I was not sure. He looks like the male that the females were telling ‘em about. He does not in any way respect she wolves