Emo Princess Disney Novels & Stories

"Can I become a real princess that lives in a big castle?" "You don't have to live in a castle to become a real princess." "What do I have to do, then?" "If you care about other people and you are bold, then you are a princess." Aurora smiled. "I love you, mummy." "I love you, too. Aurora?" "Yes, mummy." "I want you to know that I will always be with you. If not physically know that I will forever be in your heart." "Are you going somewhere, mummy?"

She is the epitome of fairy tale chic. “Okay, great! I have champagne flutes ready in the kitchen. One glass to calm the nerves before we leave,” Emmy says. The perfect planner. She is wearing a dark, forest green, high-low dress, with black lace trim along the hem and bodice. Simple and elegant. I hope she knows how beautiful she truly is. She hasn’t spoken about that guy from her old pack again, and I haven’t asked. I don’t know what the future holds for my Emmy; I just want her to be happy. “There! All done, Luna,” Saph says with a wink. I give her a small smile back.

A carriage waiting outside palace gates. And then… A rope. My breath caught. I jerked upright so fast my vision blackened for a second. Memories. Not mine. Someone else’s. Or…No. This body’s. My fingers dug into the sheets as the memories slammed into me harder. Lior. The third prince of the Blue Moon Kingdom. An Omega. Weak. Fragile. Despised. A sacrifice. My expression darkened. Lior had killed himself. He had taken his own life rather than be sent away.

Emma cursing him under her breath gets changed in a beige knee length skirt and greenish blue cute frilled top with 3/4th sleeves. She then applies her hair serum and simply combes them straight after applying moisturiser, serum, sunscreen and a day creme. Emma walks out after wearing a beaded bracelet and a cute chain with a full moon locket having diamond studded in half and the other half was of gold.

- 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...

“Have you had a tiny glimpse of the Alpha king. Everyone seems to be buzzing for him and I don’t even know what the hype is about.” “Well he is King Cat so I think that is buzz worthy. Plus I hear it’s the first time he’s ever visited our pack so it’s a big deal. And no, I haven’t gotten a glimpse of him, but I’m sure we both will in probably an hour.” She said.

The pack watched in tense anticipation, their loyalty torn between the two strong figures before them. Luna sneered, her face contorted with a mix of defiance and desperation. "You were always the favored one, Emma," she spat. "But no longer. I will prove my worth, even if it means tearing apart everything we've built." Emma's grip tightened on the pendant around her neck, a symbol of her ancestral connection to the Moonrise Legacy. She took a step forward, her movements deliberate and calculated. "Luna, power without integrity is meaningless," she declared. "You seek control, but true strength lies in unity and the protection of our kind."

Rory says eating his food instead of feeding it to me, I opened my mouth waiting for my next bite, Oscar gave me some of his food this time. "What team do you want to try for?" Mommy asks, I'm paying full attention to their chat, it's really interesting and I want to know what's going on. I now know that mommy is a princess, she's a dragon like Oscar but I never saw her dragon, only in pictures, she's big and purple and she looks pretty, unlike Oscar who's evil when in dragon form. "Football," Oscar says, and I turn to him, what's that? "What about the princess?" Rory asks while mommy handed me a sippy cup of juice.

"I know you want me too, Em. It's in your eyes. Why do we keep resisting each other? Why do you keep resisting me? I promise you I won't hurt you again, ever!" My arms trailed his arm muscles as his arms wrapped around mine. "Eric..." I hated how vulnerable I felt at the moment as I stared into his eyes. I leaned into him again, making him close his eyes. Slowly, I slipped out of his arms and rushed to check my spaghetti. Focus, Emily. Focus! **** "Mummy, this one is beautiful, isn't it? I look like Cinderella!" "But it won't do. We are going to disneyland and you need a beautiful dress."

Emma flips her long tress over her shoulder as if she couldn’t care less about this conversation, “how about letting me invite Evelyn for a dance? Surely that’s something you can allow.” The king’s shoulders loosen a fraction as his sister seems to back down. “It’s up to Evelyn.” I’m taken aback by his response. I never could have imagined being invited by the lycan princess to dance. Emma arches an inviting brow in my direction, and I glance around the room nervously. “I’m wearing a maid’s uniform,” I point out. Surely it is strange for the princess to dance with a member of the royal staff. “No one will care about your outfit,” Emma retorts, reaching for my hand. “Besides,” she adds as she