Princess Bubblegum Novels & Stories

BLADE RAGE INTRODUCTORY ARC 17. The Prince & The Elites III: Red & Blue She had wild hair with a crimson reaching all the way down to her waist, bright face, red lips white shirt and black trousers, and on her face a no - nonsense - look. "Bullshit!" She rolled her eyes, "If this mutton ass doesn't stop looking at me now I swear I'll kill him." Sebastian stood there in utter silence as if in a trance, even all the princesses he had met could not compare to her beauty. He wasn't even listening to what she had to say.

She said with a perfect imitation. She tied her hair up in a bun before continuing... - Allow me to introduce myself... I am Princess Mirabelle of... What was her last name again? She thought for a moment before remembering that Mirabelle hadn't told her... She would ask her the next day... She could G****e it... She grabbed her phone and accessed the G****e search engine... ***

That was most probably the Moon Stone pack, where she wanted to go to first… As she walked closer, they must have known she as on her way, because the same guy that she caught by the dam, was already on his way to come and meet her. “Moon Princess” He greeted her and bowed. She was still not used to all this bowing and showed him to stand up. “Hi there, I came, as I promised.” She gave him a genuine smile, and they walked back to his camp. Every pack member must have known who she was, as they all bowed as she passed them.

I didn’t know why, but I suddenly felt nervous and bothered. I was surprised when two girls pulled me by my arms. I was about to push them away when the girl with white hair spoke again. How could they be so touchy? Gosh! “I’m Venus, princess of Amien Kingdom, wind manipulator,” she said. We all sat down on a long, round sofa. The girl holding my left arm, with brown eyes and long, curly green hair, spoke next. “I’m Celestina, princess of Fleur Kingdom, I can manipulate nature’s power.”

She lost her crown, her name, and her face—only to discover the truth behind the throne. Ariana Ophelia possessed everything a woman could desire: a crown, a kingdom, total power, and a prince who swore his devotion. Determined to prove herself stronger than her late father, she ruled Roseberst with an iron fist, trading compassion for absolute authority. Until she goes to sleep a ruthless queen—and wakes up a powerless servant. Trapped in the battered body of Elena, a maid she humiliated hours before, Ariana wakes into a twisted reality: her dead father is alive, the palace is subtly changed, and another woman sits on her throne—wearing Ariana’s exact face. When Ariana tries to re

I challenged him. "Well maybe the evil spirit is actually trying to stop a certain spirit from fooling around!" "Hey, spirit." I said. "On a scale of 1 to 10, how much of a d*ck is PRINCE Ace?" '11' "Who's the ugliest and stupid looking princess in the whole kingdom?" 'R-O-S-E"

I gave him a smile to let him know that I remembered before I faced my new partner. Well suppose to be a partner. It was Nate, but apparently he was having a conservation with another girl. And he didn't seem happy. It was a girl with long purple hair that shone in the light. I remember from my lesson with Ace that she's Princess Camille. Her silver dress sparkling with different colors as if it were alive. Expensive non-metallic jewelry decorated her from top to toe. I'll say, she's beautiful. Camille, the princess of the Kingdom of Frae. The fairies.

Before she could finish her sentence, the Emperor said coldly, “Enough. If your sister found out that you went in without permission, she would get mad.” Annita trembled when she heard the word ‘sister.' How could she forget? This is the First Princess's territory. Annita runs fast as she left the garden hastily. The First Princess was 25 years old. She is also well known to the people because of her talent for being a Grade 2 Novice Level Music Master at a young age. The First Princess was more mature and smart, she was also a beautiful woman same as Luna. She was also a gentle woman, however, she was a scary person. A lot of people admired her as she was as strong as the assistant of the D

she mumbled. "I actually do. My job is to get you prepared for the real world and toughen up your skin since it seems like you're far from there, Princess." Aurora was facing away from him and she could not help the smirk that made its way onto her face. Her number one rule of life was to always be underestimated. If her targets underestimate her then they would lower their guard and therefore make the job easier for her. She had been treated as Princess her entire life and grew up pampered and praised. But there was some point when she decided to change it up a bit. She still enjoyed being treated like one and acting like a baby sometimes but outside of the house, she was a completely diffe

She was interested in revenge. She slowly moved down the stairs, still lost in thought. The crowd cleared the middle of the ballroom, and the band began to play their instruments. She grabbed the mans slimy hands and held back her expression. She felt like she was holding a slug, which made her want to throw up all over him. But, as a princess, she had to play her part, which is precisely what she did as she danced with him until the end of the song. The man finished the dance by kissing her hand softly before stepping away and smiling at the King.