Frank Baum Princess Novels & Stories

I just couldn't take in everything and the only thing I could think about was an escape plan, totally forgetting that the world outside my home was far from easy. Well, I was a bit lucky to have found Fabian and Gloria. They've been kind to me. Now, I've met other people too. Do you know I met a princess? Her name is princess Amanda. I would've been friends with her but she is too rude, egotistic and annoying. She hates me just because she thinks I'm a threat to her relationship with Fabian.

- Zeba - Franklin approached us and I was glad he came at the time he did. I wonder who the hell the princess thinks she is to stand up to me. I have been in many packs and have met many princesses and Lunas who despite their positions in their packs, would bow to my feet and honor me. This little brat thinks she is something because I am in her pack. She's just a princess by nature, being the child of an Alpha King, and nothing more.

Jack watched the Princess closely she was very still her eyes closed and the forest seemed to go quiet, not even a breeze, it was eerie and the horses snorted and stamped their feet nervously. ‘Come Princess.’ Jack broke the strange silence and those beautiful amethyst eyes lifted to meet his, ‘Yes, I think would like to hear how this King explains why he thought abandoning his baby daughter sixteen years ago was a good thing .’ She followed him to his horse and allowed him to lift her onto its back, Jack was pleasantly surprised, the Princess was dirty but she did not smell like the el

SOMA Jade pauses, eyes darting between the princess and me. She nods, giving me one last worried look before leaving the bathroom. My attention shifts to the figure by the door, and I sink lower to keep my breasts hidden. The bath remains warm, but the air grows colder. Sienna Rybak, princess of Shadowspire pack. It’s hard to miss the striking resemblance between her and the three princes. But with her bouncy red hair, she looks more like Kade.

Even though I'm beautiful, it would be better if my clothes matched what is happening now in their kingdom. I wonder what Natalia is wearing. We were separated when we bathed, and the chambermaids dressed us individually. Yes, they bathed and dressed us. So cozy. Though I'm used to vanity, it's really weird here in Faerie Landia. They treat you like a queen. I was really amazed because Ruby was so simple from what we saw. But guess what? Ruby is the princess in this palace. Isn’t it amazing?

MADAM ELSBETH “Did you find the princess, grandma? Was she beautiful?” asked little Frankie, his face lit up with glee. He ran to me, and took my coat and staff, putting them in the designated corner before he rushed for a glass of water. Frankie offered me the water. Parched, I gladly accepted it.

I smiled at the eyes wide open honey pie in front of me and began reading, as slowly as I could. “Once upon a time, in a faraway land where fireflies surrounded the land… and added to its beauty. A princess was born. She had the most beautiful golden eyes, which matched the color of the fireflies. And they loved her as much as she loved them.” “Due to her love for them, she was nicknamed after them. Her name soon became Firefly Priscilla. Though long and funny, The Little Princess loved her name.”

Unlike the three-panel format I’d seen before, this one told a sweeping story maybe ten, twelve scenes etched into one continuous timber. I stepped closer, and Ron appeared beside me once again. “Ah, the missing princess,” he said with a nod. “Most folks miss that one. This beam tells the tale of The Order’s only failure.” I blinked, intrigued. “The Order failed?” He smiled, eyes gleaming. “Oh yes. It begins with Duke Lockwood the ruler of this land long ago. He had a daughter, Lilliana. Said to be the most beautiful woman in all the provinces. But her father was… protective, some say obsessive. He kept her hidden away in a tower, allowing visits only from her tutor and himself.”

Although Eliana wants to revel in his sight, she hones in on the maid who is slowly limping away. The Princess stealthily maneuvers through the crowd, only occasionally having to slash into a rebel or rip the throat out of a soldier. Tasting metallic liquid in her mouth, she continues on. Selma crawls up the steps of the castle, her leg broken form the fall. Eliana allows her to reach half way up, when the maid stops, exhausted and hopeless. She approaches, smoothly ascending the stars. Fur coats her body as she reaches down to force Selma to face her. The woman's gaze is wide with fear. She gulps, trembling, "Please, I am sorry. Spare me."

Her wings looked like they would belong to a dragonfly. “Tanz, this is our new Duke, Sir Scott MaComb, and his two children, Scott and Stacey.” Then Belle turns to our daughter, her eyes beaming, “This is Princess Elentari Amia Tirisil.” She holds a finger to her lips, “But this is a secret no one can know until we announce her to the Kingdom as a whole. You will be the only one allowed to attend to them while they are in their quarters. Until she is announced you may refer to her as Miss Silk MaComb.” Her instructions were absolute.