Disney Princesses Together Novels & Stories

"She's so beautiful." Many who had settled back down stood up to watch, pushing towards the gate. Their claws clenching through the fence as their eyes gleamed with excitement and astonishment. When the Princess reached Jake, she lifted her hand to meet his. Jake took her hand and kissed it before he gently brought her over towards him. Turning towards the crowd, Jake said, "this friend, I hope you have seen it yourself. This is Princess Dohana, the future Queen of Andorra standing next to the Future King."

She was leader of their coven and mostly known as the white witch . After a while when the room was completely , the white witch spoke in a cold voice , " Witches and Wizards the day has arrived .The day we waited for years . Tonight is special more than any other night . Tonight exactly when the other day stars the curse is about to be broken . The moon princess will posses her powers , her power are a threat to the whole world . But our coven is proud to make sure she doesn't learn to use them , she won't until she reaches the place she belongs to , the moon . This month when the full moon rises and is coloured with the red colour of blood and the moo princess's powers are on its peak , ou

LAYLA "What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Fear crept up my spine as Harper's eyes locked onto mine. "I heard your wish, Layla," Harper said, their voice low and mysterious. "I heard you wanted to collaborate with the witches, just like Mabel did. And I'm here to grant your wish." My fear began to dissipate, replaced by a spark of hope. Revenge, I thought, my heart racing with anticipation. I wanted revenge against Max, against the pack that had rejected me.

Her daughter was immersed in her own world, battling a doll with a plastic dragon. Sofia easily smelt fear which was why Olivia had to wash up to cleanse any sign of fear. The last thing she'd want is a startled crying daughter at the moment. Olivia watched Sofia play, her small hands moving the dragon and doll in some imaginary battle. “Mommy, look!” Sofia’s sweet voice snapped Olivia back to the present. The little girl held up the dragon triumphantly. “The dragon won! She’s the strongest!” “Of course she is,” Olivia said, forcing a smile.

"The way it was broken, Princess... it doesn't look like a normal animal did it. It was too... powerful. And as you know, Princess Isla's room was locked from the inside." Annie pressed her lips together, acting like she was thinking hard with worry. "This is all so deeply scary. I can only hope Isla will come back safe and soon." She waited a moment, then leaned a little closer to the Captain, talking quietly like she was telling a secret. "You know, Captain, some of the servants... they've been talking quietly to each other. About Princess Isla acting strange lately. The stealing... the way she looked at Prince Caius... almost... wild. Did you see anything strange yourself, Captain?" She l

the first princess said. “Think of all the secrets we can share!” the second princess said. “This is the best day ever!” “Yes, it is!” The music became a waltz, and the puppets began to dance to it. The princesses sang along together: We’re now best friends! (Oh yes, we are!) Best friends to the end! (Oh yes, we are!) We’ll play some great games! (And we’ll both win!) And trade secret names! (Through thick and thin!)

My princess went all out. “Good morning, Princess.” I call out, my voice huskier than usual and catching Jessica jumping in surprise at the sound of my voice. She whirls around, a blush creeping along her fair skin and her blue eyes wide. “M-morning.” She stutters back, quickly looking away. Suppressing a chuckle. I move closer to Jessica, pulling her in for a hug. She stiffens against me and, after peering down, I notice her blushing cheeks have turned a beet-red. Oh, she is definitely embarrassed about last night.

The sisterhood we had forged over the months was undeniable and I could not be more proud to be among such strong resilient women. The fight raged on well into the night as the fae warriors, the dragons, the wolves and the witches fought against thousands of dark creatures. It seemed they had set their sights on the Elven princess, but they would never get to her, just as they would never get to the Atlantian princess. We were too powerful for them, and we would stop at nothing to protect one another. That was our promise to eachother, and we would keep it no matter what. So we fought together, each of our kingdoms coming together to face off against the Vampires, witches and freaks who woul

Her green gown, a shade that mirrored Prince Ron's eyes in her mind, accentuated her beauty, making her a vision of elegance. Princess Rose, on the other hand, was a burst of vibrant colour amidst the more subdued tones of the others. Her thick, red curls cascaded down her shoulders, a striking contrast against her light pink gown. The softness of the pink fabric highlighted the youthful exuberance in her eyes, making her an enchanting sight to behold. As the crowd murmured in admiration, their voices filled with awe at the beauty of the two princesses.

They stopped before the throne and bowed. “Greetings, Alpha. Greetings, Luna,” they said together. Polly studied them one by one. They were beautiful, graceful, rehearsed. She smiled. Too bad they’ll all be dead soon. The women gave their names: “Princess Casandra of RedBrooks Pack,” said the first one with brown eyes, her head bowed. “Princess Amira of Hoodwinds Pack,” said the middle one, with thick black hair, shorter than the rest. And then the last: