Little House On The Prairie Fanfiction Novels & Stories

JANE I heard the words leave my mouth before I could stop them. "It's only fair to end this with a little bit of crass, is it not?" His eyebrows went up. Interest flickered across his face. I stood, tucking the bills into my purse with deliberate slowness. Five hundred dollars. That was textbooks and maybe even groceries that weren't ramen. My hands weren't shaking anymore. I was Jailbird now. Fully Jailbird. Jane Puckett was locked away somewhere safe.

I clasped my hands together and pondered April being a worthy adversary. Old Ginny looked beside herself, to get a compliment like that, didn’t happen everyday. My parents were humble people, content to stay in the world’s most simply and basic house, talking to the SAME people about the SAME things, day after miserable day. Not that I was a gold digger, but I did want money. But I wanted to EARN it … myself. Nothing, was going to be handed to me. *The goddess chose you to be Luna,* Fanny insisted.

The Rancher's Heart Copyright © InamorataFeels 2022 This novel is a work of fiction. Names and characters are the product of the author’s imagination and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental Blurb: Looking to get over a betrayal and layoff, Everest Prue Camara goes to the small town of Lucerne-Alpane County to find recluse, and hopefully, discover a new passion. When fate puts her up as a neighbour with a single father, Everest is determined to not fall for the handsome rancher. Especially not when his six-year-old had wormed her way up her heart already.

Bella Pov I stood in front of a small apartment building. The building was old and the paint was peeling. It was nothing like the luxury penthouse I used to live in. But it was mine. And it was far away from Damian and everything that reminded me of him. I unlocked the door and walked into my new apartment. It was tiny. Just one bedroom and a small kitJake and a bathroom. The floors were scratched. The walls were yellow from age. But the rent was cheap and that was all that mattered now.

When she was fourteen, she sketched this exact dream loft—a whimsical world she had imagined for herself. “If a prince ever wants to marry me, he has to build me a place like this first. That’s the only way I’d be willing to leave my mom.” Shock flooded her, rendering her speechless. How did Lucas know? "You…" Standing beneath the vast night sky, Aurora lifted her gaze to him. The lingering sweetness of candy in the air softened the last traces of bitterness Joseph had left behind. A childhood fantasy had come to life before her eyes. "Did you build this just to comfort me after watching me get humiliated?"

Mia is originally a poor and rural peasant girl! As soon as she steps inside, Mia is surprised to see Malcolm sitting in it reading a book, and Luna is extremely calm as if she expected to meet him. Luna smiles sweetly, bowing to the man. Mia is slower and accidentally met Malcolm's annoyed gaze. Mia whispers to Luna, hoping she would agree to leave. The girl changes her attitude, turns to Mia, and says: “If you want to go ahead, this is a good opportunity for me anyway. You understand that right, Mia?"

All those years ago, he could send her—someone whom he shared his bed with every night—to her death for his affair with Aura. If in the future, he refused to let Nellie go… She dared not entertain the thought. At this point, she could neither expose herself nor take Nellie away. She still had matters to take care of. She had to improvise. She sighed and returned to the bathroom. The Little Princess that acted high and haughty in front of Joshua had finished her bath, dried herself, and was in the middle of putting on her clothes. She was only six years old, yet she was so mature. Luna’s heart ached slightly at the sight.

As if getting angry with what I act. Rather than give attention to what he said I preferred to rub my stomach which was slightly squirming but that did not stop my bad look at the nasty human in front of me. This is what makes being Hailey Perelman so difficult. All the sins she committed is what I am paying now. The princess lives a prosperous but sad life while the pauper lives a simple but happy life in the town. One day the princess thought of wandering around town. There she met the pauper and realized they looked alike.

"Nobody is allowed to help her! Let her stay out there and think about what she's done! This is what happens when she doesn't follow the rules!" Startled, Matt quickly pulled his head back in and slammed the window shut with a bang. I stood outside the locked iron gate, staring at the building that had once been home. The lights on the 12th floor were on, with two silhouettes snuggling together against the curtains. So, Leigh had already moved in. They were enjoying the spoils of victory in their warm room, while I was left homeless on this cold night with Munchkin, who was barely ten days old.

He released my neck before lifting my two hands above my head and capturing them in one hand, rendering me completely helpless before tugging my jaw upwards with his free hand. "Oh Snow, you don't know what you do to me." I shivered at those whispered words just as he finally covered my lips with his, trapping my husky moans in. Excerpt from; His Little Snow [18+] ©Josephine. C. Ivy