Little House On The Prairie Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Still can’t believe it. Azaria’s POV I walked into my room after I was back home and for the first time I could see how small our house was. My room was small. So was Ariana and Lukas’s. It wasn’t because I compare my house to my best friend’s house, like I always did. It was that feeling I had read about in a novel. The character had gone a trip away from hinge and only to come home to find almost everything looking small in their eyes.

|| Cale || I was having a beautiful dream, the kind I hardly ever have anymore, with Nana and Abbie. We were in their small, cozy house; I was under the sink repairing a leak, while Abbie sat on the counter, swinging her legs and reading aloud to me from a book. Nana was at the stove, the air thick with the scent of her herb-roasted chicken and fresh bread. The house felt warm, safe, and filled with a golden light that didn’t exist in my waking life.

Little Prissy is a pretty little girl no longer, but has become a beautiful young woman. The side of the house that includes Jason's bedroom window is close to the low fence marking the line between the two back yards, and the end of the pool where Prissy was lying is also close to the property line. The rest of the Larson back yard is protected by an eight foot tall wooden fence, so Jason was the only person who could see her. He and Priscilla were no more than thirty feet away from each other, giving the young man a great view of the succulent breasts that had been bared for his benefit. He stared at the erotic sight, wondering if there was anything he could do besides look but, being unsu

Diane's POV Two years is a long time in the life of a small girl and a hunted woman. Luna turned three, then four, and somewhere in the folding of those seasons I stopped only running and started, without quite meaning to, to *live.* We settled at last — really settled — in a town called Cedar Hollow, tucked in a green fold of hills far from any road that mattered, and for the first time since the mountains I let myself put down something that felt like roots. Marge had a cousin there who ran a diner, and the cousin needed a steady woman, and steady I had become. I rented a real house — small, white, a crooked porch, a yard where the grass hissed in the evening wind — and I painted Luna's ro

He looks tired, but I can’t bring myself to care why. "I beg to differ," I growl over my shoulder. I stomp up the stairs. Something that I was never allowed to do when I was a child. I realize it is petty, but it gives me a small sense of revenge. I find Gabby and Lara in my old bedroom. They are playing with my old dollhouse. I peek through the doorway, listening to them play. "Then what happens?" Gabby giggles. "The Prince lives happily ever after with his chosen mate," Lara smiles.

A moment later, she yelled at his back, “Don’t call me princess!” And he laughed. The End Thank you for reading Dream a Little Dream of Me! I hope you loved Lizzie and Trent’s story. Don’t miss Seth and Rose’s story in Someone to Watch Over Me. After his last tour in the Marines, Seth Thornton finds himself adrift when he returns to Fair Haven, Washington. A capable soldier who moved up the ranks, Seth struggles to find his place in a town he once called home as the memories of war continue to haunt him—until the day he encounters the beautiful Rose DiMarco.

entering her dorm the first thing Jude looked for was Lorah who was no where in sight. where was she? picking up her phone she called her but Lorah didn't reply. Oh God! was i too harsh on her? Jude closed her eyes and took a deep breath but couldn't clear her mind which was a mess. picking up her laptop she started writing a new chapter for her novel named actions before thinking and wrote all about what she felt. once uploaded she laid down and went to sleep. . . the next day she didn't saw Lorah anywhere neither did she got time to find her

she said and now he knew why she keep telling him always that one day she will get married and them he will have to let her go. "It's the rule of nature. Now she have to go with her husbands leaving our home and the spend rest of her life with them together, grow together, learn together and fall together." she told him and now he knew that he had to let his little princess go because she was not little anymore. "My princess has really grown up now. She is not the little toddler who used to come running to me for small, little things." he said sadly and then no one of them spoke and kept sitting there in peaceful silence looking at the moon.

After a few moments of silence, you open your mouth to reply. "Fine."You mutter silently, a quick flashback playing in your mind as you bring a hand up to swipe across a specific portion of your rosy puffy cheek. FlashBack "Lia!" He whines, louder this time, and your little body cringe at the sound. You still didn't want to be the Princess and there's nothing, absolutely nothing in the world he could do to change your mind. I mean. Where's the fun in being locked away inside a tower anyway?

“ I really don’t understand why you are laughing ? “ said Luna . “ Do you tend to put yourself in trouble often ? “ said Massimo giggling . Luna looked at him annoyed , punching him on the arm . “ What can a prince understand about a peasant’s life ! “ said Luna annoyed having to admit it but it was true . “ Ha ha ha !……Well , I am prince so…. “ said Massimo with a pleased smile . He grabbed her from her waist and brought her close to himself . “ …you are married to that prince and that makes you a princess now . It doesn’t matter what you were but what you are now and that is a princess . “ said Massimo . When she heard the word princess Luna was reminded of her younger self when she often