Disney Princess Ages Novels & Stories

Her thick, golden blonde hair cascaded in soft waves, and fine lines around her bright eyes added wisdom and warmth to her beauty. Adrian stood tall and confident, his well-built physique reflecting years of self-care. His long, tousled dark-brown hair framed his ruggedly handsome face. Holding the microphone, Adrian expressed, “Today is my first princess’ 18th birthday. I could not be happier for Freya.” With a smile, he turned to Freya and added, “Freya, since you are now eighteen, you can start dating -” Adrian paused and noticed Freya’s excitement. He smirked and restarted, “You can start dating when you are twenty-five.”

she said very slowly "just how long has the princess been missing for?" Lauren thought for a moment, cocking her head as her eyes clouded. "Let's see" she whispered as they moved into the living room, both keeping their voices in low whispers so that they didn't alert Alpha Damon, "it must be close to maybe sixteen years" she said thoughtfully "I'm pretty sure she was taken as a toddler so it's either sixteen or fifteen" she said decidedly.

That way, they wouldn’t have time to waste and do something that wasn’t correct. Luckily, Elaine had already been corrected by Angela cause she would have made the a serious mistake when she listened to the butler’s advice in future. “Aunty, will we buy some clothes for my brothers? You know, I am their stylist and I should do a good work,” Princess said as they walked in her room. “Oh really, our little girl already has clients?” Angela asked as she tickled Princess who giggled. “Yeah, your little girl is so talented that she already has clients when she is already four and a half years old,” Princess said as she nodded her head in a serious manner which amused Angela.

I put my right hand on my prince’s left cheeks, then I put my left hand on my princess’ right cheeks, then smiled at them. “My children… as your mother told you… you don’t have to train at such a young age if you don’t want to… you’re only 5 years old… what you need is to play… training with swords and your powers will be done when you reach 7 years old… you still have 2 years before that happens, so your mother’s asking you to stop and continue your training when you reach 7,” I told them in a sweet voice. “But mother… we wanted to be like you,” my princess said.

A few years ago "What if he rejected me, Daisy? What would I do then?" the 17-year-old girl turned her head to look at the old woman who was busy braiding her hair and explaining about mate bond. The younger princess has a dent of worry between her soft brows as she generously pondered over the possibilities. Her soft angelic voice deepened with a hint of trepidation.

Olivia turned on some somber music on her phone, and laid on the floor, listening to the melodies. When she was three years old, her father called her his little princess. It was the first memory she had of being called a princess. Naturally, it stuck. When she was five, she had a princess themed birthday. The exclusive invite list made mention of the dress code. Strictly, princess and prince dressing. By thirteen, she visited Disneyland for her third and final time.

“Fine, I will give you four of the brown horses for one and a half bags of silver coins.” Somewhere deep, somewhere evil, somewhere ruled by someone filled with hatred, selfishness, and cruelness. Long ago—before the invention of time—Pintraid was somewhere everyone dreaded going to but now… It’s even worse. Ever since the King died, things had become worse for the people when the under-aged princess took over. Just a girl of seventeen. She called upon an evil sorcerer to make her look 10 years older and now she does, except she still has the brain of a seventeen-year-old teenager.

Not just a normal entrance, but an extravagant one! I suppose I should do my extravagant entrance on my 18th birthday, my societal debut and coming of age. HA! That's a good plan! I have to bounce the 4th Princess especially since we are the same age, although she is six months older. The 5th Princess is one month older than me. The emperor is also very strong. One after the other. Besides, should I just let Cynthia and I die here? But of course, I also have to make a way for the 4th Empress to pressure us. But other than that, I have to grow up first.

She knew my senses for a possible mate is blocked, and one thing I only liked about her is, she would never defy my orders and she continued to be a good warrior of the Cold Mountain pack. "Great!" She smiled at the Princess before leaning closely to me. "Alpha, I think we need to celebrate alone with the warriors because of this achievement that we have. I will arranged someone to send the Princess home, we all know she is still not on the right age to be mingling with adult parties and such." While listening to Samana, a line appear in the smooth skin between her brows. The Princess disliked the idea of being considered younger than how she looked. "Oh, I'm almost eighteen." She remarked,

Previously, she was at ripe 25 but then the witch took six of her years. “I am nineteen.” She answered back. “And I am at my 29.” He smiled watching the surrounding in ease. She bowed her head. Jion would be 27 now. After no further lulling, the prince made a bid of farewell to the tribe, bringing the princess with him. On the carriage, they both seated silently, loss at their own thoughts. In royal ethics, it would be rude to a man to let the lady in silence for a long time in travel. So with a determination he dared to open up a conversation with her.