Disney Princess Modern-day Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I think it’s admirable. The other Princesses of the other kingdoms are very compliant. They do as they’re told without question. Arsenal isn’t known for it’s compliancy, as you know. I don’t find that kind of thing attractive.” My heart skipped a beat. “The other Royals know their place. I’m defiant.” “You’re not defiant, you’re human. You have thoughts and emotions. The difference between you and the other Royals is you actually express them. I don’t want to be with someone who submits to me because it’s their duty.” I smiled, for the first time realizing Sadeon hadn’t changed that much since we were kids. “I remember you saying something like that when we were young.”

I thank him for putting this conference together so fast and watch as he walks to his own chair that is placed beside my Grandfather before I turn to face the crowd. "Good evening the people of Zalaris. I am Allisara Crestal Nimair, Princess of Nimairene and soon to be Queen." I start and take a deep breath. Grandmama and Liz prepared me with what to say but I need to state everything in my own words. "Yesterday during the parade I was attacked for the second time since returning to my rightful place, the first attempt was that I was poisoned at a privet event I was invited to weeks ago.” I begin, watching horror fill the eyes of those before me.

"But those things are so cute. Look, there are Disney princesses' dresses; Princess Elsa, Snow White, Cinderella. Wow, I can't wait to go to Disney World with her in these beautiful dresses." Gwen laughed helplessly. "If you like kids so much, why don't you consider having one with Vince? I'm sure he could build a princess castle just like Disney's for you and the baby." A baby with Vince? Lydia used to have only a vague idea about having a baby, but the experience of taking care of Pearl these days began to make her feel more emotionally about children.

Elena POV As we walked through every section of the mall, it was clear who the star of the day was. Catherine Stones -The fairy Princess of Las Vegas. Always perfect. Always radiant and flawless. The center of all attention. Nobody paid yield to me, a nobody. They only attended to her and left me like I didn't exist at all. Not like I'd care. I wonder how she still has the energy to still carry on shopping like she was made for it cause I was already tired.

Just the not to pleasant and kind princesses. Natalie gives me a good look, sizing me from head to toe. "It is nice. But do you really want to be in an evil princess dress at a party? Movement surely won't be easy." Hmm. She does have a point. I don't even know what I want. "I'd love a dress. Maybe something less ballgown-y and more," I pause, trying to think of a word to use. What evil Disney villain can a middle aged woman know? "Maleficent and Eris." I mixed a combo of DreamWorks's Eris. "But way different." I say. "I can go through P*******t to show you the characters if you'd like."

I said and Earning no reply, I turned to face my two siblings who sat down on the Sofa like Two Royal Highness. Even the king of our village isn't as arrogant as them, it's not like they have money or anything but just because they look Very Handsome, they got their genes from Mom who could be tagged as a Disney Princess. Too bad she didn't get to marry her Prince Charming. Though not all Disney Princess got married to their Prince Charming as Ariel the mermaid died for her prince instead. Well, I am not bad either but I won't rate myself, I don't want to be tagged as being proud so I'll leave that for my Prince Charming to say.

he grumbles, his arms crossing defensively. I laugh at that. “What princesses have you been hearing about? Belle? She literally fucked a beast and let him hold her captive to save her father. Snow White? Ran from a murderous witch and decided shacking up with seven strangers was a great idea. Ariel? Swam out of the safety of the ocean and risked everything to be near humans. Honestly, Princesses kick more ass than Princes ever do.” “You would see it that way,” he mutters, rolling his eyes.

I folded my arms and nodded. “ Erm... If the both of you men are done with your narcissist attitude could you both excuse me. A princess needs to see her face in the mirror before heading to bed,” Chloe said with her back straightened and her shoulders held high. She was in her princess mode. She picked up a stool and climbed on it as she was too short to ever reach the point in which she could see herself. I wasn't in a different category though. “ Pfft, princesses don't exist unless of course in countries like Britain and Morocco but even then, it's of no use in today's world,” I broke the news to her.

While Princess stayed blank since the very start. "What are you going to eat and how are you going to live without any assist Princess Rose?" Daisy continued her worries. Right, the very Princess who changes apparels thrice a day like her moods, the Princess who is so picky with her choices and demands... how is she going to manage everything all alone? She had never been alone without the numbers of servers guarding and guiding her. Now suddenly ditching the security she was about to leave the dynasty. It was all because of the trial.

“Call me Anne. I am not comfortable being addressed as a princess. My mother was just a gangster; I don’t think that makes her royalty.” Daisy’s gaze remained steady but her eyes could tell that she did not liked what Anne just said. “This island was her vision. She bought it, turned it into a separate nation and established it as a constitutional monarchy. Over a million people live here today and they declared her as their queen. She built this country from the scratch, and as her only heir, you are a princess. A real one.”