Romans & histoires Ice Princess Narnia

Annie stood like a guard by the tall window in her room. The moon in the sky looked like a shiny silver coin. Its pale light made her face look bright and dark in places, showing how smart she was, now that her eyes were squinted as she thought. She hadn't been able to sleep well since Isla and Prince Caius came back. The prince was polite but in a way that hid something Annie felt was very wrong. Isla's eyes were puffy and red from crying. Annie knew something bad had happened when they were out.

' Her mood was so sour tonight, and it was making mine worse. “Not for much longer,” I whispered, reminding her. "We're meant to be helping." She simply grumbled something unintelligible. The night wore on until the elders made a grand announcement, ushering in a new arrival. A princess from the Ocean Star Pack; a distant ally. Princess Selena. She was beautiful and regal. She glided across the floor with practiced elegance, wearing an ocean-blue gown that shimmered like the waves of the island she came from.

She demanded that I give up my position as his fiancée. This time, I refused. I rebelled with a fury I had never known. After a massive fight with my parents, I set the curtains on fire, smashed five cars in our garage, and destroyed half the house. In a fit of rage, my father sent me to Macro. "Turn Seraphina into a proper lady—then she won't have to come back. If she fails, she'll never return." My world plunged into darkness. But I wasn't about to give up. I turned my fury on Macro.

Alirion argues. “But that is what you are doing right now. You feel superior too!” The Princess points out. “Well now I really am Princess. I am the greatest fairy in all the realms and apparently I have these angry orcs to support me to overcome the four realms.” Alirion turns his back from the Princess and walks away with a very amused laughter.

Julius Darcey. The Third Prince was a smaller version of Elijah but had a goofy smile on his face. Noah Darcey. The Second Princess, wore a suit similar to Julius. She had a scar that covered her right eye, which had an eye patch. Theodora Darcey. The Fourth Prince was missing. The Sixth Prince was Gerard Darcey. The only one besides the Empress that looked surprised. It was like he saw a ghost. "What an entrance," said Callum. His hand clapping. "I expect no less from a Dragon Slayer like yourself."

beautiful. I was told to kneel in front of my dad as he crowned me Princess of the Pack. That was when the connection opened up between the pack and me. I could feel everyone irrespective of the large population. I could feel their admiration for me although some pitied me, it was all good. "This is overwhelming, Namia." My wolf stated when she experienced the invasion of our minds. It was absolutely overwhelming but that was the weight I had to bear as the princess of the pack. "Finally, Welcome Your Princess! Princess Namia Haera Amanisa!" The voice didn't reach my ears as I expected, rather I heard it clearly in my head. My Papa's voice was the first voice I heard in my head before the a

Viktor POV “Goddess, I know it’s only been a couple of months but man, I’ve missed this place,” Cedric said with a sigh. I took my seat at my desk and chuckled. “We’ve missed you here, Cedric,” I said. “So tell me. That other girl is the princess? As in, Princess Violette Dubois of the werewolves?” He asked. I nodded my head. “Yes, my slave princess,” I said. He let out a chuckle.

A tell-tale sign indicating that the Nephilim are close. "Damn them. If they think that they can hurt the people I love and care about, then they have another thing coming. This Skipper is not easy to kill and I will not let them hurt my people as well" she thought out loud angrily. Iris erased the distance between her and the palace gates with long angry strides. Now her eyes turned red and her body is buzzing with the skipper's power. She is royal-born and is the princess of the Skippers. And she is in her prime when the Skippers powers are completely awake.

“Exiles own the water, ma’am. Whatever your brother or the Captain told you was a lie. They have no idea what they’ll be facing. Exiles have granted us passage from time to time, but this ship is carrying two Royals. I doubt they’ll look the other way now.” “My brother has sailed these seas for years.” “He’s a Prince. You’re a Princess. Do you know what a pirate would do to get his hands on you? They’d defy every law in the book to capture a gem like that.” I felt queasy. “My sister has sailed this very journey. I think we are fine; all due respect.” He smiled and I realized why they called him Fang. His canines looked like they’d been filed into actually fangs. “Your sister is not you, Prin

said Iris . " Well if I asked the others about you where is the point of being friends. I wanna hear it from you ." said Kiara while sitting on the grass . Iris laughed a little and then seat on the grass . " My name is Iris , first princess of England and second in line to the British throne . Glad to know you ! " said Iris with a smile . Kiara who was sitting in the grass and enjoying the sun gut up immediately in a shock. When they saw Kiara's face Emily and Iris started to laugh their stomachs out .