Emo Princess Disney Novels & Stories

- 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."

To be specific, her belly was big enough to completely block out her and Liam’s gigantic TV on the wall. “You said I wasn’t allowed to watch Rick and Morty at your place anymore,” I complained, “so it’s going to be all Christmas movies for the next month.” “Kate.” Mari sounded serious now. “You’re going to make me miss the opening scene.” It started with the soon-to-be queen, Kelly, accidentally tripping on a tree root and falling right into the unmarried king’s path. Classic.

Emily didn’t want to make her feel worse. Thankfully, the screen started its countdown. “Look, the movie is starting.” It was a Disney animated movie about a young queen with the power to freeze anything she touched. She had to wear gloves to avoid causing trouble with her powers. Eventually, she learned that her unique ability didn’t prevent her from being a good person. She created an ice castle and became the Snow Queen. The theme song was catchy. The little girl quickly learned it and hummed it even after the movie ended.

I slowly lifted my hand and pointed a finger at myself with a look of disbelief. "So that means..." I trailed my words carefully "I-I'm a mermaid?" 'Am I a mermaid? Am I Ariel? Is this Disney?' Joewella chuckled at my reaction and shook her head. "No, my lady but the late empress is." My jaw instantly dropped at the unexpected tea she spilled. "...how is that possible?!" Joewella smiled gently at me as if reminiscing an ancient memory before opening her lips.

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 think all women are beautiful, but Francine’s beauty goes beyond the surface. She reminds me of Belle, from the popular Disney movie about the French girl and the beast. It seems to me she has no idea how gorgeous she is, but is very aware of her intelligence. That’s the type of girl I want on my arm. Not to mention she tastes just like a warm, ripe peach... I drifted a bit, and almost choked on bubbly bath water. As I wiped my face, Ember came running in with a meow to greet me for the first time since I was sober.

"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