Peincess Diaries Novels & Stories

I mean, how hard could it be to kill The Reaper? I nodded “Alright papi” **************** Upstairs, I stepped into Camilla's room. It was like a princess paradise, the floral wallpapers, the armchair sitting in the corner, the books stacked accordingly on the massive bookshelf, the fancy wardrobe, the massive bed, she really was living the luxury life. As I glanced around, something caught my eyes. It was a diary— Camilla's diary. It was tucked into the corner of her wardrobe. I pulled it out and started flipping through the pages, my heart sank as I read the words

she said, opening the door to reveal Hazel, bound to the chair. Hazel gritted her teeth, clenching her hands into fists, and Sebastian tried not to look at her. Fae swayed her hips, strutting toward her like a model on a runway. “Hello, Hazel, or should I say CEO of Fangtastic Diaries?” Hazel’s eyes widened, but she quickly masked her surprise, deciding to play dumb. “What the hell are you talking about?” she questioned. Fae chuckled briefly, snapping her fingers. The man who had brought her returned, dragging someone else into the room. Hazel’s blood ran cold as she recognized Pamela, one of the girls who worked on the diaries with her.

Her lips bunch into a smile and she turns around going towards the book section. "Gosh! Is she really 6?" Adonis asks me once she is away. "She got a 13 year old sister who already has a boyfriend. She knows things. Don't give her suspicions." "Ah..okay," he sighs. In fifteen minutes, we walk out of the shop after I pay for all the items that Hazel had picked up, which included three sets of colour pencils, crayons, k-pop themed push pencils, all BTS members pens, notebooks and bookmarks, ordinary pencils with different cartoon characters at the bottom, cute erasers, sketches, markers, a drawing book, a pink unicorn pouch, a cute purple mini diary and then a lot of stickers.

Demian bows: Lord, allow me Demian moves down the aisles to his wing, while the king moves down, followed by Leanne, Peter and the guards. The rest of the day passed in peace and neither Zina nor Damian appeared, and everyone was busy with his work. The next day, all the princes present in the castle were gathered at the rest house, chatting and exchanging jokes and news. Layan was with him to approach them and share their time with them. Damian was also present. He came to the castle yesterday and decided to spend some time with him. His brothers, and while everyone was engrossed in talking, each group converging together, a maid entered to take a break to offer them fruits and drinks, and

over the name “Theo Moretti” The Sicilian sea breeze drifted through the window, salty and free. I finally understood that a true mafia principessa was not a weak girl waiting for a knight to save her. She was the one who wielded the sword herself, severing the past and crowning herself. And I, Sophie Lucas, am that principessa.

Guess not everyone around Clement thought like him. I liked his comment The next day, Madison took down the video. Later, I got a call from Clement. "Are you out of your mind? Madison's just a college girl who hasn't even graduated. You seriously went after her online? What is wrong with you? Are you trying to make sure I never take you back?

Cassie’s Pov My name is Cassie, or as my schoolmates like to call me, ghostie. That was the thing about being ‘the quiet girl’ people assumed you were part of the furniture, or a shadow, or maybe a faint ghost drifting too politely through hallways to bother anyone. Which was fine. Preferred, even. I was good at disappearing. I slipped into the art room before the first period. I munched on a piece of chocolate as I slowly brought out my diary. My diary? Well, more like my confidant in the whole world, the only problem was that it didn't talk back. I wrote down my deepest thoughts, my darkest secrets, and my most traumatic experiences.