Princess Daisy Sarasaland Novels & Stories

I drew a breath, tried to smile and my lips only trembled. Just then, high heels clicked in the corridor short, sharp even on the stone floor. The door opened again, letting in a sweet, cloying perfume and a chill, cutting voice: "Oh… I heard our honored guest was injured." Dane swept in. Soft brown curls like waves, a white fur-trimmed coat draped over narrow shoulders. Her smile was gentle; her gaze was a needle. "I heard there was an intruder and someone got hurt. Such a pity it turned out to be Miss Majori," Dane said, lips curving. "And I hear she was quite the hero, she knocking out Brian's spy all by herself?"

"Why would a princess call herself a pig? You are my precious princess, so don't even think about being diligent by troubling yourself. Let me do everything in your service, my Princess." River's words sounded like a cheesy seduction, but for Daisy, who fell in love with him, they sounded like sweet words that made her heart soar. "So now I'm really a princess to you? No longer a dwarf?" Daisy asked in a joking tone which made River laugh again. "I never thought of you as a dwarf, Daisy. So stop thinking like that. You are my most precious beautiful princess. Which in one month will turn into my queen whom I'll love and serve for the rest of my life," River said while holding Daisy's left pa

,said the man "I do not know, Prince Alfred",said Daisy, doing her best not to maintain eye-contact with him. "It's King Alfred now, well you were always Natasha's best friend Daisy, if my sister were to have gone anywhere, she would have told you. It's been a month since I sent her to kill Prince Zane of Byrandan. She was supposed to be back in a day or two. Where is she hiding?",said Prince Alfred "No, my king. I have not seen her in a long time. If she ever contacts me again, I will surely tell you, my majesty",said Daisy, obviously lying.

Daisy uttered almost as a beg as then the veiled Princess finally turned back to look at her royal server. Approaching her, Princess's eyes were still blank with redness. Raising her right hand up towards Daisy's cheek Princess Rosemary caressed it smoothly before wiping the flow of her running tears. "Don't talk foolish." Spoke the Princess through her veil before taking her hands down and walking pass her royal server who started weeping more the other second. "How are you suppose to live alone there?" Daisy questioned holding both the hands of her master. While Princess stayed blank since the very start.

She wore a pink satin dress, and the diamond on her engagement ring gleamed. “I’m always late.” Lysandra waved off their remarks with a gentle smile, her voice soft yet teasing. “Peggy, Eleanor, it’s not the 1300s anymore. A little tardiness can spare me some drama.” Princess Lysandra II of Eldoria was the youngest and only daughter of the royal family. Her porcelain skin seemed to glow under the light, her silver hair swept into a soft volume, with a single braid cascading down her back. A tiara nestled atop her head. Bold green eyes framed by delicate freckles gave her a vibrant allure, while her full lips, painted red, added a touch of regality. She wore a U-neck emerald-green gown that h

She went up the stairs, and when she got to the front of Zoe's room, she slowly opened the door and peered her head in. A smile curled on her face when she saw the girls talking as they played with Natie. She wasn't the woman Emma met the first time. She wasn't the guarded woman who you couldn't even see a single strand of hair above her head; all were laid perfectly. But now? She had glitters on her face, her hair was packed in two ponytails from both sides, and she held a wonky wand that was clearly made by the girls with cardboard and tape and also painted for decoration. "I am Princess Daisy! I have come to take my throne back!" Bella stretched her hand at Zoe. She was dressed in one of

We went to Hawaii this year for our company retreat and yes that creed packed all of the Hawaii into me—on the beach, on the balcony, even once in a hammock (which we broke and had to pay for… sorry, Sheraton). Every day with him made me think of why I stayed, why I came home, why I started this new journey. Not that everything was okay, but because it was my own. Lily's daughter, Harmony Daisy Reyes—yes, that is actually her government name—was turning one year old in two weeks, and I was pulling out all the stops for her surprise birthday party. Of course, Lily had no idea. Which, for anyone who knows Lily, is saying something. She always does know everything.

He was a damn Lycan but pretended he couldn't smell us, for the sake of Daisy, to keep her entertained. When Zander was a distance away from hearing us, the little girl turned on my lap and gave me a cheeky grin. "I am Daisy Sloan but you can call me princess Daisy." she tittered, battering her eyelashes at me. "What is your name, Miss," she asked. I blinked my eyes at Daisy. Her eyes sparkled with glee as she patiently waited for my response. "Your eyes look red. Did you cry?" This girl was smart and observant. " Did you get spanked by father? Talk to me? What made you cry?"

Exactly what Sidney needs. She walks towards us from her royal throne, tossing her blonde hair out of her face every few seconds, strutting confidently in her five inch high gold pumps. With a skirt about five inches above dress code requirements and a blouse with a few too many buttons undone, she managed to catch the eyes of every boy in the school.

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.