Disney Princesses Horror Novels & Stories

Mourge can't help but to wince. "No I'm not a disney Princess but I am a Disney evil queen." Mourge smile evily. She see how the kid flinch and fear crept in her eyes. That made Mourge laugh. Evily. "Ate Kaye why are you friend with a bad person? I need Prince Caspian! Heeeeeeelp!" The little girl hide her face. Kaye speak. "Stop messing with my cousin. Here's the snack." Looks like the kid is pretty scared of her to the point Kaye needs to sweet talk to her.

Princess That's when all the memories flashed back. I could still remember the day I lost my virginity. I didn't get the whole perfect date, first boyfriend and hotel room thing. What I got was middle-aged man in a dark alley. It was the night of Halloween. Me any my high-school friends were planning to go this party our school had organized for the seniors. My costume was matching with the rest of the group. We and eight other three girls chose to dress as Disney's princesses as a unity. At the beginning of the night everything was unfolding greatly. We got to the school in time and were ready to party hard this night. After some drinks and lots of hours of dancing, I needed to get some fre

“I can have you, right, DA-NI-E-LA?” Asking for the taboo as she falls in horror to the name ‘she’ just spoke, worse by glazing it with the sinister and dread she never wish onto having or saying towards the person and the princess their empire adores and loves the most. A sudden hit of a tingling thought exploded her mind, realizing a thing and the definite horror that it all engulf and be. The one that she is seeing and the person that is her is no longer an innocent one, but a child of the devil that she finds to be the ultimate horror of her life, leaving her to shiver in fear, yet she needed to contain.

Dread twisted in Rosalie's gut when she heard that. Barbarians. Only their name was enough to strike fear into anyone's heart. Her heart leaped up to her throat as she prayed to the Moon Goddess to keep them safe. However, her prayer went unanswered as not a moment later, the coachman was yanked out by a blood dripping paw. Rosalie's eyes bulged out and she shrunk back in terror. The other maids were equally terrified. "Your highness, you have to get out of here now," one of the maids told Rosalie. The princess' eyes widened in surprise.

Her lord husband even fears her obsession with murder and torture, fearing that she will kill him too. However, all fear disappeared when he saw the princess for the first time. The princess was just an innocent little girl, with her hair more blonde than the other Harlows, and her big round eyes made her look like a doll. "There's no way this little girl can kill." thought Deiter. "Are you afraid of me, husband?" said the princess in her typical childlike voice. Lord Deiter shook his head. "I too will grow up to be a madwoman." "I will not let you become a madwoman."

One of the princesses a few steps ahead of us laughed, a little too loudly. “This is ridiculous,” she scoffed, her tone dripping with arrogance. “What are they trying to do? Scare us with trees and shadows? What a joke.” Zara turned her head toward the girl, her expression hard. “I wouldn’t laugh just yet. We’re not out of here.” “Oh, come on,” the princess replied, waving her hand dismissively. “It’s all just a trick. They’re trying to mess with our heads. I bet there’s nothing—”

“Okay. Okay. Calm down. What’s wrong?” “She’s in danger!” “Who?” “Who’s in danger?” asked Eric, as he heard their commotion from outside the door. “Fairy Princess is in danger!” “WHAT!” shouted them all. “Where is she?” exclaimed Eric. “She’s in a battle with them.” BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Explosions were heard outside the palace doors. CRACK! CRACKLE! The ground shook! “Oh dear!” exclaimed William. “Ruby!” shouted Eric. He teleported outside to find her.

Pain exploded from my scalp as a brutal force yanked me backward by my hair. A scream tore from my throat as I writhed in agony. Bright flames, ravenous eyes—these men were more terrifying than will-o'-the-wisps haunting a graveyard. "Don't waste my time! Kill her already!" Their savage laughter reverberated through the poisonous woods. The leader released his grip on my hair. The blade's gleaming edge caught the light, reflecting the misery etched across my filthy face. A flash of steel, a piercing pain in my chest—I couldn't bear it. I was going to die. The promises I made would remain unfulfilled.

All the Werewolves are connecting with her, she shakes her head and gets back to her feet. “We would like to introduce you Gianna Antonia Jones, Queen of the Werewolves and Princess of the Fae’s. She howls to the sky, and everyone joins her. I can even hear little Onyx mimicking a howling sound, it is so adorable. Gianna turns to me and places a kiss on my lips. “I think I need a drink after that. It looks like it’s your turn baby.” She chuckles as we see the council of the Fae members come to the stage.

- What? I don't understand... - the king and queen don't know anything... Except my assistant who is the one who found you with the help of your last movie... - Oh I see... - From now on you are a princess... - A princess... She said with a dreamy look...