Elsa Rapunzel Anna Novels & Stories

Been working since morning and I haven't even taken anything in but I dare not complain since I lived my life to serve the Perry's family. Well a little introduction about me won't hurt right?; I'm Elsa Perry, the eldest daughter of the Perry's family and the weakest wolf in the house. Wait a minute…. "Did I just call myself the weakest wolf?". Technically I don't have a wolf to show off with not to talk of it being weak as a matter of fact. I've lived my life as a slave to my own family all in the name of paying the price of the shame I brought upon the beta of the almighty Red pack and have accepted my fate just the way I see it. At least my sisters are doing great and making my family pro

"Nope." "What About the witches?" "Nope." "It's awful girl, you should try it one day girl." Ella said. They entered into the room and Elsa locked the door. "Oh babe, am a slave here." Ella said with a naughty smile. "Well the next time you see a book shelf you don't touch." Elsa said taking off the ribbon from her hair. "Am hungry Elsa." Ella said. "Good. Finish up first." "Graagh!" .............Meanwhile............... Aiden the truck into a mini garage and he jumped down with Maggie.

Harvey replied quietly. "Me? I can't do that." "Your character. You play Elsa's character." "Oh, okay." Sean nodded because he finally understood that Harvey was talking about the character Sean was playing, not about himself. Meanwhile, Anne, who saw the sons in front of her, only smiled in amusement. Anne plays the role of Anna, Elsa's younger sister. To be honest, Anne didn't understand at all either, but the most important thing was that her granddaughter was laughing now. This was a happiness that Anne would not exchange for anything.

Before I could step in, Annalise took another step closer to Elsa, her eyes blazing, “I am not weak, and I am not pathetic. I have achieved more than you can ever dream of. While you’re stuck in the past, trying to tear others down, I’ve been building a life I’m proud of. And no amount of your petty jealousy can change that.” The room fell silent and I was proud and shocked at the same time. Anna... No. My Anna was finally being who she was meant to be and I'm sure her family would be proud of her. Elsa’s face turned red with anger and embarrassment, and she sputtered, “You think you’re so high and mighty, but you’re just a—”

Cressida chastises as a maid rolls her wheelchair to Elsida’s side. “They are,” she hums with delight after taking a bite of a Danish croissant. “Honey, you don’t know the half of it,” Anne rasps in Elsida’s ear pulling back to reveal a pair of amber eyes glittering with amusement. ♡♡♡

Annie picked up the sweet smell of vanilla, making me turn to see Elsa come out of the back office beside the reception. She stopped, seeing me and smiled. "Rosa!" Her voice trilled with a Spanish accent that made me giggle. She was a Coyote Shifter, large yellowish-green eyes, long black hair she had tied back, tanned skin to die for and a curvaceous body, though she was only a few inches taller than me without her heels. "Hola, Elsa! ¿Cómo estás?" I smiled brightly at her, she commonly slipped into Spanish when she became flustered, so over the week I'd been here and she'd visited, I'd picked up a bit.

"I'm a princess! I don't have to." "Princesses have to be clean. It's in the handbook." "What's a handbook?" Misty began walking down the hall, carrying the squirming bundle of little girl. "It's like the Princess Rulebook. Elsa and Anna are always clean, aren't they?" Maddie screwed up her face in thought, and Misty prayed she hadn't misremembered the movie. "Yeah,' Maddie admitted slowly. "Don't you want to be a princess like Elsa?" Maddie shrieked a fresh giggle. "I wanna be a reindeer like Sven!"

Her dedication was terrifying. I knew I needed to change my approach. “But it seems he doesn’t trust you,” I said with feigned sarcasm. Anna’s face twisted in disbelief.“What do you mean? How could my master not trust me? I’ve been nothing but loyal and dedicated.” “Well, someone told me that your master only gives orders directly to Elsa,” I said, goading her this time. “It seems she’s the only one he truly trusts-”

"I know that! But she is only moments behind the prince when he came in from the garden. I mean it's our own Cinderella we are talking about here! All she does is cook and clean, she has nothing to offer a man like the prince!" 'And you do?' I thought to myself. After hearing Ana's words, it dawned on me that Ella may actually be every man's dream woman. "Well, I suppose you are right there. If Ella became a part of a royal family then the knowledge of cooking and cleaning would not be necessary-" I was then cut off by Ana glaring at me and holding a finger up at me. "Don't you ever say those words again." "What words?" "The words "Ella" and "royal family" so close together."

The once blonde hair shedding itself off into a golden, longer version that was almost similar to Rapunzel’s. “Lena is the treasure?” I whispered, a sharp breath escaping my lips.