Jane Disney Princess Novels & Stories

"Mom, shut up! Since you know who she is, how dare you say that?" Her mother was confused. "What's wrong?" Jacqueline lowered her voice. "She's Sean's wife!" Her mother was shocked. "Oh, I forgot it. There's only one princess in the capital. She looks very young and doesn't look like she's married." Her eyes swept unscrupulously over Daisy as she said disdainfully, "She's just a little girl... How does she know how to capture a man's heart? Jacqueline, I think you still have a good chance..."

And my princess is no Beta, she is a queen, a Luna at least. “Already an overprotective father?” Crystal teases, coming up with Daisy. “That Sophie is cute as button. She and Daisy go to the same school.” “Sophie?” Daisy asks with a squished-up nose. “Yes,” Carl kneels down to his daughter. “Sophie is the new Pack Princess. Her Mommy is our Luna.” “Her mommy is a maid,” Daisy says, sticking her nose in the air. “Sophie is not a princess.” “Sophie is the pack princess now,” Crystal corrects her. “You will show her respect, young lady, or expect punishment.”

A small cabin, just Meadow and me, surrounded by our charming woodland creatures. Sounds like a Disney movie. Meadow yawned as she shook her fur coat with a stretch as grand as mine. “Wouldn’t that be great?” I asked whimsically. “Think about it, we already live a Disney movie life. The unwanted, unloved daughter of beloved rulers, no one knows the truth behind the masks worn. A villain takes hold, and the forgotten princess must rise above it all and save the kingdom!” I took a hero's stance as I spun the Cliff Notes of seemingly every princess movie.

Soon they settled back down after the display. “Mr. Princess is nice. Even though he has a witch for a wife, I still love him,” Daisy declared stubbornly, her determination evident in her young eyes. “One day, I’ll get rid of her and marry Mr. Princess,” she added seriously. Eva couldn’t help but chuckle. “What do you mean?” she asked, intrigued by her daughter’s imaginative declaration.

He took a sip of his juice. Emma cast a quick glance his way. “No way you don’t know her. From Aladdin?” He’d heard that one before. “Isn’t Aladdin a thief or something?” “Yeah. He was known as the street rat. He fell madly in love with Princess Jasmin. Now I am curious about the story you told her." “Have you ever heard of Princess Tiana?” he asked. “Of course, the princess from the princess and the frog.” She replied with confidence. It was her childhood show after all.

Wilma gives me a knowing smile as Jane finally enters the room. My Princess is dressed in a light yellow dress, and my mouth drops open. She is pure perfection. Giggles interrupt my ogling, and I shut my mouth. "We match Lance," Jane giggles, and I look down at my shirt. Sure enough, I match my lady completely.

Arianna asked. “Where would you like us to go?” “Disneyland!” she replied excitedly before she continued. “We would both wear costumes. I will be Princess Rapunzel, and you will be Princess Belle, and you, Bambi, will be Prince Adam, the Beast.” How ironic. Princess Belle was Prince Adam’s prisoner, wasn’t she? Except that she was Adam’s prisoner by choice to take the place of her father. “Perfect,” I smiled at her. In her innocence, she considered a honeymoon as just a day out.

Ada asked. "Yes, mom is here but daddy went to get us what to eat! Guess what!?" Princess said. "You know I can't guess, how about you tell me?" Ada said from the other side of the phone. "Fine, I'll tell you. I have a pet now!! I named her sparkle." Princess said excitedly. "Really? Do you have a pet? What animal of a toy is that?" Ada asked. "It's a dog! A real dog!!" Princess answers.

"Did you see the Prince came and took her to his palace and they lived happily everafter? Don't you want that? That love and your Prince? Who will love you like that and make you happy?" "But mamma I'm not Cinderella and you are not like that evil stepmother. Papa said, I'm a princess." I stated proudly. "Yeah, that is right." She looked taken aback for a moment but soon she became excited again. "OK what happens in Disney princess movies? There is always a Prince for the princess, isn't there?" I nodded in a yes and she looked satisfied with my answer. "So if you are a princess, won't you need a prince?"

He replies. The other three did the same, and true to their claim, their marks were glowing. I let out a crazed laugh. "No, I'm not!" "Let's see your mark then." Mosley Froskarn, the quiet one, urges me calmly. I search the archives in my brain for a response to his request. But luckily, my warrior princess steps in with an intervention. "She... She does not have one," she whispers as if her next words ought to be top-secret. "She's a Prose."