Princess Bubblegum And Marceline Novels & Stories

Anastasia screamed, her voice ringing out, full of raw rage. “You did nothing for Stanmore Global. Rather, you were tolerated, and it was a privilege for you to have worked here,” Marceline said sharply, her words hitting like a slap. “What… privilege?” Anastasia’s face trembled, her lips quivering as if the word itself had broken her spirit. She couldn’t believe Marceline had said that working here was a privilege for her. “Don’t block my path again,” Marceline warned coldly instead of answering her, and this time she moved past with fast, steady steps, refusing to waste another breath.

“Would you like to try it on, my Lady?” “She cannot afford the tax on the box, let alone the stone,” a shrill voice cuts through the shop. I do not turn around immediately. I close my eyes for one brief second, inhaling the scent of cheap rosewater and unearned arrogance. Marcella. She struts down the marble steps, three low-ranking pack girls trailing behind her like matching luggage. Her chin is held high, her lips painted a bloody, aggressive red. “Salesgirl,” Marcella snaps, waving a manicured hand. “Take that piece away from them. If their cheap stink gets on the silver, the magic will fade.”

“You hurt my feelings, why would I lie to you? I was raised as an elf too you know; I won’t lie just for fun.” She grabbed my hand and continued speaking with the same laid-back attitude. Getting closer and closer, to the point where I felt she was whispering into my ear. “I am human just like you. My real name is Jane Marigold, I was a housewife in England many years ago. I had a husband and a family there, until one day a bomb went off near our house putting me in a coma. That is why I immediately knew you and I were the same when I saw you collecting flowers and praying for your lost friend, no elf would do that. I was looking for an excuse to talk to you since that day, there are several

She looked at the trio in a appraising manner before continuing, "But I do need a personal favour." "But, we will come back to that later. First, tell me, Princess, what is it that you need, and have travelled all the way to this notorious land for?" Aelanor looked at Nimuel, who gave her a nod. "Princess, you must be well aware of the curse that is going on around the Immortal Lands, hurting and destroying the immortal beings." Princess Saayan nodded. "My own mother, Queen Gaelemar of House Zauarn is in peril, and so are the commonfolk of The Eternal Utopia. We were hoping you could help us," Aelanor said.

I had 7 of them that I asked. “let the party begin” Matias yelled and the music was turned up. I walked down to the snack bar to get some snacks when I felt someone approach me. It was a girl not so older than I was, she had beautiful blonde hair and the most charming blue eyes. She smiled at me and proceeded to put a cupcake on her plate, I didn’t even know who the hell she was and she looked very creepy. “hi, you must be Camila, I’m Danielle but everyone calls me Danie” she introduced pushing her hand out for me to shake. I shook it.

𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒍 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒇𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒘𝒏. 𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑷𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕(𝑴𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒕).

Steep white stilettos. My blonde hair was drawn back into a snatched ponytail, so tight it was virtually a club. Praise God for glue and high-tech wig science, really, or my little secret would have gone sky-high months ago. Concealed under my jacket, I had on a sharp white crop top — crisp, plain, cutting. And the tie? Oh, sweetie, it was accessorized within an inch of its life. Princess Bubblegum pin. A pink bow duo. White Hello Kitty. And a dash of sparkly nonsense.

“I knew you would come for me.” Marcus takes ahold of his daughter’s hands and looks to me with tears streaming down her cheeks. “What happened to her skin?” He asks me accusingly. “She drank a poison from the witches, it left blisters and boils all over her skin. My mate, the Luna,” I say glaring at Vanessa, “tried to take the poison from her body but it left her horribly scarred.” “Humph,” Vanessa says pulling back from the bars. “If you ask me she didn’t try hard enough. I am disfigured for the rest of my life now.”

A sharpened voice declared, coated with a hint of annoyance. Finally, a crack in her ever so bubbly personality. She couldn't hide all that crazy behind a cute smile today. If there was a thing such as laughing without making any sound, that was what went on in Maria's head. For some reason, her confidence toppled within a terse second.

Turning, I find Mavis watching me, a smirk on her lips. “Has your Princess settled into her new home already? Isn’t she heartbroken?” My friend asks, her eyes twinkling with mischief. Letting out a string of curses, I close the app and slip my phone back into my pocket, glaring at Mavis. If she wasn’t such a hard worker for the company and one of mine and Eric’s best friends, I would have fired this little shit without hesitation. “Fuck off, Mave.” I warned with a growl, getting chuckles from the spitfire before me.