Disney Princess Aurora And Prince Philip Novels & Stories

Not haHazelNot blue. Gold. I looked like something out of a fiction book. LiAs’d walked straight out of some ancient story people only whispered about. No wonder everyone kept staring at me. Still rattled, I stepped out of the bathroom, towel wrapped tight around me. Cassie stood there, smiling like nothing was off. “You look wonderful,” she said warmly. “Here, wear this. The kings have requested your presence for lunch.” She held up a sleek black gown, clearly expecting me to just… go with it.

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

William said softly, pulling out the chair for me. Reluctantly, I nodded and took the seat, with William settling into the chair beside me. To my surprise, I found myself enjoying the governor's party far more than I had expected. It was filled with exquisite food, lively entertainment, and warm laughter. Sitting beside the governor and his family felt surprisingly comfortable, their hospitality making me feel at ease. "The chef makes the best shrimp. You must try it, Sophia," Ophelia said, pushing a plate toward me with a kind smile. She then turned to William. "You too, sir," she added, noticing that he had only taken a small portion of the wings.

"Anyway! That's why I couldn't go on a date! I have, um…a doctor's appointment! Yeah! Gotta—gotta take care of my…my condition!" Jacob still stared, his face a mix of confusion and concern. Shit. He wasn't buying it. I had to do better. I exhaled roughly, switching gears. "Actually—wait! I'm engaged!" Jacob's jaw dropped. "Engaged?!" "Yes!" I nodded enthusiastically. "To a mysterious foreign prince! He—he lives in…uh…Antarctica!" "…Antarctica?" "Yes! He's a penguin breeder! Very, um…very handsome!"

The palace ground was peaceful with the Faeries going about their business and respective duties with smiles on their faces. However, that harmony was disrupted when a portal suddenly opened up in the middle of the courtyard and everyone stopped what they were doing out of curiosity to see who had arrived this time. Only royalties and high-ranking officials had access to the portals and they were hoping to see a familiar, if not popular Fae, only for the blood to drain from their faces when the cruel prince stepped out instead. Time seemed to have slowed down as they stared, jaws slacking at the dark prince that they hadn't expected at the palace.

The only thing I don’t like is their obsession with gold. With the amount of gold here, I could practically buy the whole of Earth three times over. On the positive side, Tyson has become less paranoid and I have started feeling safe here too. “Aurora!” Tyson’s voice boomed as he entered the bedroom. “Shhh…” I whispered, motioning towards Tiara. He gave me a regretful look and sat beside me. He looked down and cleared his throat before saying, “The residents of Typhoon want to see their King, Queen, and their little Princess.”

She murmured as she placed the phone on her ear, "Ryan?" "Hello, Flower," His gravelly tone rumbled through the speakers, "Did you miss me?" Heat crept to her cheeks and she sunk her teeth into her bottom lip. "Um-actually, I called to ask for a favour." He said something but the background noise made it almost impossible to hear him so she put the phone on speaker. "What did you say?" She asked. "I said what favour would the princess possibly want from me?" Aurora kicked her foot against the gravel, chewing on the inside of her cheek, "Well, the thing is I'm stranded and I don't have a ride back home-"

Damien's POV The first time I met Lisa Armstrong, it was at a movie theater, where we had both gone to see The Little Mermaid. Her auburn hair was styled in a bun, atop a head that stood out on the female dominated queue seeking to buy popcorn, with a white cashmere dress that hugged her willowy waist and flared to the top of her knees and black heeled boots. Even from behind, with a guy on a baseball cap situated between us, the outfit was cute as hell. But her sling purse was slightly open, and a wallet was peeking out. And the guy in front of me who maybe thought I wasn't paying attention had already swiped the wallet, and made it disappear through his front pocket.

If the princess was not okay, then their boss was not going to be okay. And if their boss was not okay, nothing else was going to be! Deagan kept looking at his phone. And just a few seconds later, when Malden called again, he picked up immediately. "Dad?" He called, waiting to hear of what that had happened. "Deagan... Sunna is gone..." Malden said, and his voice was full of fear.

Lily didn't understand why the two of them were laughing, but feeling like she was being tricked, she turned around angrily and walked forward. Elias called out, "I'm not fooling you. Actually, it's not the yellow flowers, but in this forest, there are some insects that specialize in eating raw meat. It's hidden under big flowers, not tiny flowers like that." Elias laughed again, and Venn laughed with his master's cheerfulness. Amity watched the prince's figure from afar. It's really been a long time since the prince had such a happy moment. The grip of the throne, the hostility of Prince Douglas, made the prince's heart harden, gradually forgetting this simple and ordinary joy.