روايات وقصص ضمن Mbti Disney Princesses

"That is who I am, Aiden! I'm an Alpha Princess and you can't do anything without me! Try and prove me wrong."

Asked Aubery, her face radiant in the face of the fire, Gretchen scowled at his men, the only family he ever knew, he didn't answer, only picked at the fire whiskers, "Mmh, the answer I was looking for, " said Aubery, "How are you settling in, Gary asked, Gary looked the opposite of them all, he was younger than them all, didn't have their warrior's eyes, he might have looked so much like Gretchen, thought Aubrey, "So well," replied Alstin, "The princess can't even withstand the weather of her people, wheeeew," said Gamiel, he stared coldly at Aubery, "Hey, back off Gamiel," said Gretchen staring daggers at him,

Damn his killer smile and his dimples. "You know" I faced him, propping my left arm under my head "my prince charming is gonna have dimples just like you" I poked his cheek. He groaned "here we go again" I was pretty serious about the prince charming thing, I know that we dont live in a fairytale world but I believe there is a special person waiting for us. My special person must be super cute, tall, must have brown hair, blue eyes, dimples, and yes, pink lips. Yummy.

Vince says before gripping his own hair like he is the one stressed out. "I am aware, but Vince, I can't just drop Chelsea. She is important to me, to this pack," I say before standing up and pacing behind my office chair. "You think our pack wouldn't accept the princess as their luna," Vince asks with disbelief in his voice. "I don't know. She is young. I don't know anything about her personality. She has never been away from her home pack.....and I know how sheltered Jackson kept her. She doesn't have the maturity level that Chelsea has," I say, trying to list the reasons why my heart is torn.

I looked into her eyes and she asked, “Do you know what I have never understood about Disney Princesses? That was not where I planned on leading the conversation but I couldn’t resist the temptation to figure out what the hell she was thinking about now. I laughed as I tried to keep up with her change in topic, “What my Everything? What has you so troubled over Disney Princesses? She was so matter of fact. She said, “Their Princes were all kinda dumb. I mean really. He’ll marry any chick that can fit one glass slipper on her foot. Snow White’s prince was a stranger trapesing through the woods, Sleeping Beauty’s prince was the same. You’re gonna marry the chick if she wakes up when you kiss h

*age 4* “But mom why can’t I marry Krissy?” Siana asked with a pout on her face as she tugged on the corner of her mother’s dress. Siana wore a pink dress which looked good with her light brown hair and the tiny pink shoes she was wearing. “Cause she’s a girl Siana, you’re supposed to marry a guy.” Her mother patted her head lightly. Siana looked up at her and there she was. That pretty woman she admired the most as a child. Her birth mother; The Queen. The brown hair was fixed so perfectly into a bun, complementing her light complexion. She had a lavender dress on which went down her knees and it announced that she was royalty.

THREE MONTHS LATER ARIETTA'S POV "So it's rainbow and princess themed?" I asked Rosé, my 10yrs old client, and she nodded. "Yeah, more like a Disney themed kind of party." "Ooh, I like that so let's talk about your outfit. I'm thinking more of a ball gown or what Disney princess do you love most?" "Um..I love Princess Jasmine from Aladdin." She said and I hummed, writing down all the important information in my notepad.

She must have remembered what I told her then. “Look at how shocked she was,” Drei commented as he watched with me. “Seems like even the princess doesn’t know the powers she possesses. It only goes to show that today was the first time she became like that. Seeing Daisy in pain must have triggered that. Amazing. What do you think is the princess’ real power, Blaze? So far, only a hybrid can go against a mage. And a Queen at that. Do you think Natalia is a hybrid like you?” “I don’t know.”

“Sure, she’s a princess but she’s not even your type! I mean, she’s thin. And mouthy. And tiny. I bet she can’t even throw a decent punch.” “Who is this bitch?” Nia gasped. “Hey, I’ve been told I could have been a hand model!” Belle retorted. “And paw model!” Nia interjected. “You’re not his type!” “Why not? Because I can read and write? Oh, and don’t forget my incredible personality.” “Because you’re a filthy mutt.” Sierra growled.

“I’ve already made up my mind.” He sighed in defeat and brought something out of his drawer. He slid the folder toward my way. “This is a file containing a list of single princesses in the country. They are all amicable with being married to you, so it’s all your choice.” I flipped through the pages, not even bothering to look at the princesses’ pictures and descriptions. As soon as I see the word “omega,” I immediately flip through to the next page. Fortunately, most of the princesses were Betas, so I stopped when I suddenly saw that one of the candidates was an Alpha.