Disney Princess Stories Snow White Novels & Stories

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.

Chapter 2: The Land of Titans She could never go back to Napoli. Snow White fled into the dense, untamed wilderness where no man dared to tread. Her legs moved with a desperate strength, running until they could run no more. The rustling of the forest and the swaying shadows felt like ghosts haunting her steps, driving the poor princess into a state of pure panic. Finally, her strength failed her, and she collapsed at the base of a mountain.

The King raged. "Easy there, pretty boy… My name is Odette, and I have come here to collect a pure soul. I noticed that this entire room is filled with purity, but none quite as good as my chosen one." The woman, clearly a witch, informed him. Elaine froze once again when Odette eyed her with a glint of mischief.

"Our Snow Princess really enjoyed her activities today." Anne smiles. She then offers a warm cup of chamomile tea for Kaivan to enjoy. "Thank goodness. I'm glad to see Kimmy always enthusiastic to follow you wherever you go." "Perhaps when she grows up, our Snow Princess can become a great woman just like her mother." Anne blushes. She feels flattered by the compliment Kaivan has given her. **** "What story would you like to read tonight?" Kaivan asks his daughter. "Hmm... How about Cinderella, Daddy?" the little girl responds.

But the Queen still can't give it to the King. So the King searched for care. For someone who can give what he wanted. He searched for love. Until she found an ordinary girl living outside the castle. The King fell in love with the ordinary girl. And the girl fell in love with the King as well, she's ready to give what the King wanted. She's ready to give birth to a girl. They fall for each other as if everything will gonna be okay. Fifteen years passed, and destiny gives what the Kind wanted. And that is the day you've born. A princess that will continue the generation of Luxes. A princess that will serve as protection. So the King left the girl and went back to the Queen. At the same time,

Damn his killer smile and his dimples. "You know" I faced him, propping my left arm under my head "my prince charming is gonna have dimples just like you" I poked his cheek. He groaned "here we go again" I was pretty serious about the prince charming thing, I know that we dont live in a fairytale world but I believe there is a special person waiting for us. My special person must be super cute, tall, must have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and yes, pink lips. Yummy.

And It's funny how they tried so hard even though some of them can't even pronounce words properly Holding my laughter, I spoke "Hewwo. Ay awm Pwincess wawaine. Nice to mweet yu all" (Hello. I'm princess Lalaine. Nice to meet you all). "Since the princess already introduced herself, who wants to follow?" The teacher asked cheerfully And a really cute girl raised her hands. She have a short pink hair and a fair skin. "Ay awm blythe Swilvesta. Dwaughter owf Mwarquess Swilvesta. Fwow ywears owld"

Lolly’s POV “Honey, you don’t look so good,” the bartender said. The music in the bar banged against my ear drums. Still, it wouldn’t erase Cindy’s voice in my head repeating those words: “NO MAN WILL EVER LOVE YOU!” I was still trying to wrap my head around what happened. It still felt like a nightmare. It was all a prank? I wasted the last three years of my life on a cruel prank orchestrated by my evil stepsisters? How could they do this to me? What did I do to deserve this?

"You borrowed my style." "Excuse me?" She removed her sunglasses. "This is my turf." Oh. Okay. "I didn't get the memo," I said, raising a brow. "You got a patent on white boots and genderfluid glammery?" She smiled. "You're spunky. I like it. But behave yourself, Snow Princess." I winked at her. "I dance like I tread. Unstable and fierce." She snorted. "Touché." And then she turned away, her perfume behind her like judgment and roses.

Pathetic. A rustling sound drew her attention. Lifting her head, she blinked through the dark. A deer stood just beyond the trees, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the canopy. Its coat was white as freshly fallen snow, and its antlers stretched high and twisting, larger than any deer she had ever seen. A shiver ran down her spine. Lyra swallowed, wiping at her eyes as she sat back on her heels. “Why is Veyron like this?” she asked the deer. “Why push me away like I’m nothing, when I know he feels it too?”