Mario's Princess Peach Novels & Stories

Mario said and got up from the sofa and went to fix the play station while Emiliano took the controllers from the table "Make your baby and become an uncle" he was feeling irritated because everyone have been bewitched by Sia and her baby and of course, Mario had fallen into the trap without even meeting her and well his elder brother was already a slave so he had to fight this war all by himself "I see you haven't accepted her yet, is she ugly?"Mario stopped what he was doing and looked back at Emiliano who had a thinking face, was the serpent ugly? he didn't know nor was he interested to answer however someone who had better views about Sia answered on his behalf

I became immediately unable to think of anything but Riana Park and not in a good way. "My dress. Why is my dress on her?" Shouted the princess in the almost silent room. She headed towards me with undeniable malice and anger. I watched her get close, I watched everybody else look on, like a show was going on and I was the main character, the antagonist in Riana Park's story. I already envisioned what a slap from Riana would be like, I felt her hand come so close to my face when the unexpected happened. A member of the audience intervened and it was not the member you'd expect.

The door swings open, and— Oh. Oh, shit. There’s a gun in my face. My breath catches, but before I can react, the man holding it tilts his head, grinning like this is the most amusing thing he’s seen all night. “This is a surprise,” he says smoothly, lowering the gun. “Hello again, Principessa.” Mario. My stomach drops as my eyes flick past him—to Alexandro. His face is hard. His jaw is tight. His fingers rake through his dark hair, frustration carved into every inch of him.

Still, she whispered into the night, a vow only the stars could hear: “If I must be a bride, I will not let them break me. I will not be just a pawn. I will find my own strength even in the shadows” And so, the princess who had always been shielded by roses prepared herself for thorns she could not yet see.

MIA Mr Peacock was preparing me for Pandemonium when my door opened, and Peach walked in. “Hey girlfriend!” She dragged her words in excitement. “Why is the Peach so Peachy?” Mr Peacock asked her. “Well that's because I'm five thousand dollars richer! Yes!” She pumped a fist in the air, as she waved a check around. “How'd you get five thousand?” I laughed at her jubilee dance. “I sold the watch of course,” she drew closer to me. “Fifteen grand like I said.”

My whole family swears I'm the pickiest eater alive. I complain that the mashed potatoes are too hard, say the vegetables taste bitter, and refuse to touch meat. Dad gets so fed up he slams his hand on the table. "Keep this up and you're going to starve yourself." Mom takes it a step further and signs me up for a reality show that sends city kids to live on a farm. The producers already have my storyline mapped out. The spoiled city kid will refuse to eat, get so hungry she breaks down crying, and beg to go home. But when the first meal is served, I polish off three huge helpings. The livestream viewers lose it. "And she's supposed to be picky?" "Then why won't Maisie eat at home?"

The Princess is still alive, and you must pay for this failure with your blood. A scary realisation hit her. Elena—the girl whose body she’s in—might have been part of a treacherous plot she had no idea about. Someone hired Elena to end the princess. But then the maid's body became Ariana's when she woke up, so the job was never finished. Which meant the girl living Ariana's life as the princess was in unforeseen danger. At first, Ariana didn’t care about the spoiled girl who had ordered her whipped. She just wanted to get her life back. But now, she must care.

Luna was not naive to believe it was her looks or status that drew his attention. In the appearance department, Luna's looks were average. Not even able to hold a candle to Mika and CeCe. Then there's her status as princess/heir of Lunaris, which was proved today to be nothing but a joke. So why did every time he looked at her, warmth radiated from his icy blue orbs?

"Thank you, Mario, thank you for everything you did for me, although you owned me nothing. I hope I didn't take it for granted." "I would do everything over and over for you, even if you do take it for granted. You have no idea how... ah, I guess I'm getting too cheesy." "Kind of, haha", I admitted. "Well, I'll just introduce you to more of my friends then come", Mario Mario drags her to a beautiful girl with a silver mermaid dress, her back was facing her so she couldn't see her face, but when Mario called her, she turns around, making Crystal's eye widen.

For her and Kaye. "Who is this Prince blah blah blah?" The little girl frown at her. "My name is Little Peachie and my Prince charming is Prince Caspian. He always saved me from the villains... like you..." Well that boy must be a tough kid. "I think that Prince you are talking about is a one punch man. I punch him in the face and I will get you to an orphanage and you will forget him and everything." Little Peach is about to cry. Her teary eyes is on her. Eyes coated with fear and water.