Little Prince Book Novels & Stories

I look over to where Primus had been sitting not so long ago. What's this? Primus left something behind. A book? Was this the gift he meant to give me? It is a small thing, dainty. I cannot imagine someone as large as Primus ever reading this because how could he ever hold onto it without breaking it? It looks so precious, and fragile. Even as a child, I can't imagine he would have been small or careful enough to read it. Gently, as if lifting a rose from a vase, I pick up the blush pink volume, marveling at the delightful texture of its silk binding, the title embroidered in gold. While I might not know many words yet, I know enough that I can read the title of this book.

A good look! “Take your time,” he said. With a smile on my face, I glanced at the shelves. I wiped away dusty books with my index finger, reading titles I hadn't encountered for a long time. Some of the stories I used to keep company with when I was a teenager, before life became so complicated. I came across The Little Prince, which was familiar. Its beautiful cover was slightly worn? Softly, I smiled. "We'll meet again," I whispered, opening the file.

It’s gone from a shiny gold color to that of iron, making it stand out on the cover. When Buppig comes in, he has a plate of food. “Here Princess, when you didn’t come to breakfast, I wanted to make sure you got some food.” “Thank you, Buppig.” I say as my stomach begins grumbling loudly. I’m just about to show the book cover to Buppig when Ailduin walks into the room. “Leave us.” He says quietly, his eyes holding mine. From the corner of my eye, I see Buppig look at me before he bows his head and walks out of the room.

The prince nodded his head a couple of times in understanding before reaching for an old-looking book from the top of the bookshelf. "What is this?" I asked when he handed me the book without any explanation. "Take a look at what's inside; I think it's self-explanatory," Prince Leonard replied. I wasn't sure why it was the case, but I couldn't help feeling very uneasy as I took the book from his hand. I slowly flipped through the pages to find old photographs of people that I did not recognize. Most of them were family portraits of people who seemed wealthy. At first, nothing caught my attention apart from the fact that there were always children and girls present in the family portraits, wh

Lee stop crying and smiling after looking that boy. princess decided to adopt him princess:- ohhh look prince this baby is so cute. look at his innocent smile. but what he is doing here and don't tell me he being like this whole night prince:- yes princess he is so cute I think he was sacrifice for sea monster princess:- what is that explain me prince:- in few km their is a village who sacrifice life of children in order to make sea God happy so it can give them good rain. good rain mean good harvesting. but don't worry my father will take action to stop that blind believe

Thanks to Prince Victor, I was able to distract myself by getting lost in one of the many fairy tales he gifted me. Turning the cover page over, I looked at the very first page to find a letter from Prince Victor. 'Now this one is going to take you for a wild ride. I would advise to have some sweet snacks near you as you won't be able to put the book down for a proper meal. Enjoy, Sweet Princess.' A small smile crawled its way to my lips as I looked down at his perfect handwriting. Every single book the Prince had brought for me from the large library had a small note on the first and the last page.

I opened the lid. Inside were children's books. Maybe ten of them. Old ones, with soft, worn covers and bent corners. Not new and shiny like the one Kayla had in the garden. These had been read many, many times. And on top was a princess book. It was not a famous one. It did not have a famous princess on the cover. It was just a little girl with dark curly hair in a long blue dress, standing in a garden full of white roses, holding a lantern up to the stars. The title was in silver letters, half rubbed off. The Princess Who Was Not Afraid of the Dark.

"No return address." The package is small, rectangular. Brown paper, twine tied in a clean knot. Deliberate wrapping, like someone took time. Ava perks up. Medication forgotten. "For me?" "Let's see." I pull the twine loose, peel back the paper. Inside: a hardcover book. ‘The Paper Bag Princess’ by Robert Munsch. The cover shows a girl in a paper bag facing down a dragon, crown askew, determination written across her illustrated face.

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

My heart leaps to my throat. “We'll have to—” Suddenly, there's commotion in the hall. The girls gasp, murmurs erupt, and some make happy squeals. Man in charge—fuck it, we'll call him little man, for now—momentarily forgets me and turns in the direction of the noise. My chest is still heaving from the exertion I put my poor heart to as Rhea squeezes my hand reassuringly. “Girl, that was close,” she whispers. “Your highness! You shouldn't be here! Gods!” It's the alarm in little man’s voice that has me spinning, laying my eyes on the rumored ‘Mad Prince.’