Disney Princesses Vanellope Novels & Stories

The woman stopped, looked around and asked: “Who? Who's the prince?" “Pardon the prince! My wife rarely goes out, so she doesn't know the prince's face." He knelt down and pushed his wife to her knees. Elias smirked coldly: "It turns out he was raised in this environment. From now on you don't need to work hard, let it follow me." Elias looked at the boy and asked, "What's your name?" "My name is Venn." The boy bowed his head to the prince. “Haha, really handsome.” Elias put his hand on the boy's head as a sign and laughed when he heard Venn's name.

I roared. “Newsflash, you’re not on earth anymore. You’re on Kurr; the planet where your parents were killed so that monsters could steal their throne. The planet that you were whisked away from in order to save your life. Have you looked at yourself lately? You’re the image of your mother and now, with that body, you fit the image of a twenty-four-year-old princess. The only thing we had going for us if they happened to catch us was that scrawny boobless body. Now it’s gone,” L’oana said angrily.

Now is the time to be the person you really are. Princess Charlotte returned her gaze to the heap of stones. She leaned out and touched the stone with her hand. Her stone would end up here one day. "Do you think I'll be able to do it?" " she inquired. Moana received a hongi from Antigone. "If you allow yourself, Princess Charlotte of Leafland, you will be a magnificent Queen."

asked Ruby. “You two know each other?” asked Elijah. “Yes, we do. We met each other at the beauty competition,” replied Princess Violet. “Hey, over here. Come on.” She was waving her hands at the other women. Five more princess showed up. Those other five princess were also friends of Ruby. They met during the beauty competition, and they were kind and nice to her. They all got acquainted with each other afterwards. Ruby became good friends with them. “Wow, more beauties to join,” said Adian.

And I was going in as a nobody, a girl dressed like a boy, with no backup, and a secret that could get me killed before breakfast. Tomorrow, Donovan would stand at the altar, waiting to marry the girl he thought he’d broken. I’d be halfway across the nation by then, stepping into the Alpha Academy—the same place he’s supposed to train for his crown. I’ll be right under his nose. We’ll meet again. Not as lovers. But on the battlefield he was dumb enough to think I’d never reach. And when we do, I’ll look him in the eye, and I’ll show him exactly what happens when you try to destroy a Vittori. I won’t be the girl who loved him. I’ll be the girl who came to ruin him.

“Wrap it up. I’ll take it.” Vanessa hesitated, her eyes darting between us. “Miss, this dress—” Cassandra’s tone sharpened. “Did I stutter?” Before the poor woman could respond, Caroline stepped forward, her saccharine smile thinly veiling the malice in her voice. “Oh, come now, let’s not be difficult. Cassandra is the future Luna of the Silverclaw Pack. She needs to look the part at the Alpha Ball. A rogue like Elena won’t even be allowed in.”

Sophia's point of view: The governor’s birthday ended at midnight, and the drive home was unbearably quiet. While I sat in silence, trying to enjoy my first big win, I felt uneasy. Something about William didn’t feel right. He had too many secrets, and I suddenly felt stupid for letting myself trust him. I didn’t say a word. Instead, I picked up my phone and typed in the name Marie had called him—“Victor Falcone.” I combed through the internet, social media, anything I could find. But there was nothing—no pictures, no real information.

In a kingdom named Drachentia, there lived a kind-hearted Princess that earned the nickname Drachentia Kingdom’s Winter Flower. Born from the esteemed Duke of Mountravven family. Her name is Fuschia Mountravven. However, after becoming a Crown Princess, her nature was exposed.

I budged but it didn't do anything. "You are not going there without a plan. We don't even know what she looks like." He said. He does have a point, going there without a plan is suicide. "You don't need to do this." The young boy said. "Kid, the princess of the clan is as important as an elder. The princess keeps the balance of each clan, you guys need her." Zale explained. Zale is smart, good-looking, a little bit innocent, and is kind. Thank goodness he is like this because I have no patience to explain these kinds of things. He is also explaining to the children that I am in a bad mood because of the story they told us. "Anyways, do you kids know what she looks like? Or what her name is?

My Princess does not need to work so hard with me there for her. “I… I know, thank you.” She stutters out, her voice growing quiet. “So what did you get at Rona today?” I find myself asking, excited to see the changes this little girl was making in my home, even if it was only the green house. “Oh, some garden beds, shelves, and bags of dirt. I found the dolly you had in the garage and used it to unload everything from the truck, but I still need help building everything.” Jessica explains excitedly.