Novel & Cerita Little Princess And Her Monster Prince

Creed's POV Fabulous. That was the best my brain could do then. She appeared… amazing. Sweat sprinkled across her forehead, a fine sheen flashing on her skin — and that dress. My God, that dress made her a princess from some faraway, unreachable kingdom. A bright, deep red, cinched just so at the waist, flowing out in liquid silk. "You're in the ladies' restroom, Mr. Malcolm," she gasped, breathless, flustered — and outrageously adorable.

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

However, as I opened the door, I was met with the shocked image of my mother standing in the doorframe with a concerned expression. “Mama, what’s wrong?” I asked her, beginning to get nervous as well. “The Prince and Princess of werewolves are coming to visit SilverRock pack. They are of age and are in search of their mates, so they are traveling to as many packs as they can to increase their chances. That means everything needs to be the tip-top shape and all hands on deck for cooking and cleaning.” My mom explained, grabbing my hand in a panic. The Prince and Princess were coming here? No way!

She thought she had spotted someone familiar, but the person was gone. She got out of the car with difficulty as her gown was too huge and the long tail was wrapping around her ankles. For an unbeknownst amount of time since the morning, she wished she could escape from Fragor’s grasp and go search for Reign wherever he was now. Two cute vampire children in their tiny fitting suits came forward to help her get out of the car. This was almost like a wedding. “Princess Marilla. We love you,” shouted vampires near the palace gate. “Long live the king. King Fragor.”

Haijen is also hugging what I think is a female troll. When the rumbling of the earth stops, I stand, looking down, still unable to believe what I’m seeing. Dominic, Tialha, Buppig and Hyacinth come to stand beside me. Only through her triumph Against the darkness to come Can their species Be born again Buppig says and the creepy, magical feeling ripples over me again. Buppig looks up at me. “I think you just fulfilled the first prophecy, Princess.”

The sight in front of me makes my eyes wide. The princess, fast asleep on my couch. Why isn’t she in her own room? I quietly make my way across the room. I don’t want to wake her, but what’s she doing here? Well, she can’t sleep on the couch; she’s much too good for that.

With a conspicuous eyes, she threw the carriage a glance before its door shuts closed, making an eye contact with those dangerous penetrating stares from the young prince for a brief moment. With the stallion pressing forward ahead of the palace guards’ convoy, the tribe princess wore a smile when the prince began to tell a tale about the surrounding forest around them, saying those old stories about the legends on human snake who reigned the entire forest and the existence of witches being executed by the catholic church itself. “I have heard although it was a pure old myths that witches can resurrect someone dead in exchange of a very huge price.” Prince Woon continued. “Price.” She mumble

“Some even say that it was her birth–right at the Devil’s hour at that! –literally scared off the infamous dark creatures roaming about the country’s borders...” “How can they say that…?” But they were right, he thinks, grim. He had but encountered two creatures, after all. “Well, you see, young man,” the storyteller answered, pointing at his direction with a bottle, “…when the Princess was born, the little nightmares just suddenly stopped appearing all at once… it’s like they are all afraid, you know–so what kind of a being do you think could it be if the monsters themselves are afraid?” A different kind of monster, he thinks.

So, she angrily handed me the book that I borrowed. "Give it back right away!" she snapped at me. I just nodded without looking at her. Then, I left the library without looking at anybody. While walking, I decided to open the book and started reading. Once upon a time, on a faraway land, there was a beautiful princess who could see the monster in people around her. I flipped the page after reading the first line. It was so hard for her to live a life with that ability. Other kids wouldn't dare to be friends with her because they feared that those monsters would hunt them down at night.

He didn’t like to be touched but this time, he allowed the little girl hug him to her heart’s content. “Knight?” He asked getting more amused by this little girl by the minute. She nodded her head quickly. “ Yes knight. You’re just like those knights in shining armor.. the ones that save the princesses from danger.” She recalled what her mother had read to her in one of her bedtime stories. Lucious felt like laughing out loud. Him? Knight? How can a monster like him be someone’s savior? Silly. “ So who’s the princess ?” He asked, watching a frown make it’s way to face her face.