Prince Saves Tiny Storyteller Novels & Stories

TAYA's POV : I had the weirdest dream last night. And it went something like this: Once upon a time, there lived a princess trapped in a tower guarded by a mighty dragon. Prince Charming came along and he vowed to fight the beast in order to free the princess. But as Prince Charming was busy waging war against the mighty dragon, a sneaky jokester came along and he slipped through the shadows of the tower, until he found his way to the princess's room. The jokester and the princess met and they fell in love. And by the time Prince Charming had won over the dragon, he went up to her room, only to realize that he was far too late. The princess' heart had already belonged to the jokester...

Kingston answered casually and hated himself for it. “Lust… Lust, you say? That’s not what you said last night while thrusting inside me,” she snapped and grabbed his arm to turn him around. “Kingston Rossdale, turn and look at me, you bastard!” “There’s nothing more to add to this story, Your Royal Highness. We need to be realistic here. I’m your bodyguard, and you’re the Crown Princess, the heir to the throne of Deltora. What we had was one night and we need to leave it at that,” Kingston told her firmly, trying not to choke on his own words.

Hattie's POV. There were four tales of the mad prince. One of them was, he wasn't human, but a demon. The second was, he married a wife before, but killed her in her sleep for defiling his orders. The third was he punishes his offenders in the most brutal ways and the last was, the mad prince was actually mad. I didn't know how true all these tales were, but I still didn't want to have anything to do with him. "Did you hear what I said?" he asked gruffly.

The Prince is forced to bend slightly in order to fit through the gap. Eliana glides through the best she can. The interior is dim, a small fire started in the center. There is a table to the right with multiple maps of Drein and Xalonia on top, marks drawn all over them. She blinks away tears as her heart is torn in two. This man may be showing her kindness, but he is the one murdering her people. He is taking down her entire kingdom.

“What do you want to do in our ten minutes, my princess?” “Tell me a story.” “Okay. I will tell you the story of the sad prince who met the happy fairy.” That was the story Amir told her every night, it spoke of how he fell in love with Samanta and how he had to fight the king to have him let them marry and how the prince had to fight a terrifying dragon that threatened with stealing his fairy. In time, the story got richer fiction, to the point there were giants and purple bunnies, characters that Aháva added to the storyline.

We were moving back towards the cave of the lost children, and even though it was late enough that most of the staff had gone home for the night; there were still many guards milling about the castle. They had kept me in the hidden infirmary room for the twenty-four hours I was supposed to be with the children, as we prepared a plan. It wasn’t anywhere near perfect, or really a good plan at all, but it was all we could do with the little information that we had. It consisted of very few, but precise steps that could either save the entire kingdom or get all of us slaughtered. Either way we wouldn’t have to see what was to come, and I was beginning to accept either possibility. I had to make

His stunned gaze made my heart clench. “Why are you Princess Hanna Al - Makhzumi Abudab , future wife and queen of my brother, Rafiq Mustafa Al- Madini , king and lord of Mudab .” I said bowing to her, but Hanna laughed so loud and continuous I thought she was going to choke. “ Okay ! Now I understand that this is a prank. Who invented this story? It was my brother who hired you for this game, right?” she spoke in the midst of compulsive laughter, but when she realized that my face was serious, she came to herself and calmed down.

Little prince was unaware of the plannings going in the class. Still with an adorable big smile on his face he went near a vacant seat to sit but the moment he was about to sit, chair was pulled by Jack. Jack: hey you litl pig can't you see this is my place Sam: (politely) Oh! m sorry, don't worry I will go to another one just as he was about to sit on another one this time it was Kate who pulled the chair back

"Well, I was born to be a Prince. So, I guess I have no choice but to feel like a Prince. Being the Prince of a kingdom as big as that is a lot to handle, if you'll ask me. But I've been taught what to do since I was a little boy. So, I have no problem. She nodded. "How does Valtoria looks like?" "It's a very beautiful place. Lots of big houses and beautiful people. The citizens are also patriotic. I believe you'll get to see it one day." "I'd like to." "And I'm sure you'll love it." She yawned. "Sleepy?" "Yes." "Go to sleep", he said and kissed her forehead. "Goodnight", she said and closed her eyes. She turned her back to him and he hugged her from behind till they both fell asleep.

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.’