Princess Fire Novels & Stories

ss her but she moves her lips away) Paul: What is it Paris: Not now Paul, I need to hurry back to the bakery to assist my dad. Paul: Fine, I'll escort you (Paris and Paul leave the castle) (Meanwhile) (At the motel King Jerod is lodged in) King Jerod: I heard the person who started the fire at the castle the other day has been caught Queen Anna: Really? Who was it? King Jerod: Prince Austin's ex girlfriend, Tiana. Queen Anna: Hmm, I wish Prince Austin had been burnt to ashes in that fire including his brother, Paul. I want them all to pay for humiliating Anita

The creature gave it's final roar as he crumbled into ashes. "Next time, try to pick someone of your own size and muscle smello." Fire told the ashes and turned around to face River ignoring Royal. His nose almost touches River's face. "So sweetheart don't I deserve a kiss for not raising my paw on that creature, because trust me, if I had use my paw, this palace would sink." "River ignores whatever fire is saying." "I wasn't talking to you Royal, I was talking to my beautiful princess " Fire retorted out to Royal. "So how about a peck, beautiful?"

she giggled. "y-yes, your Majesty" I answered truthfully. I shouldn't lie right? "Amelia, just call me Mom" she pointed out. "M-mom" I answered as I giggle. She then gave me a smile. "actually, there's a Princess whom continue to seek Philip and she wants to get married with him" she said. Is that Princess Dahlia? the one that Philip told earlier? "Princess Dahlia?" I asked. She nodded. "I guess Philip already told you about her" she guessed and I just nodded.

Sophia's point of view: The governor’s birthday ended at midnight, and the drive home was unbearably quiet. While I sat in silence, trying to enjoy my first big win, I felt uneasy. Something about William didn’t feel right. He had too many secrets, and I suddenly felt stupid for letting myself trust him. I didn’t say a word. Instead, I picked up my phone and typed in the name Marie had called him—“Victor Falcone.” I combed through the internet, social media, anything I could find. But there was nothing—no pictures, no real information.

His triplet sisters, however, remained in the Kingdom, much to their displeasure. The eldest, Princess Ciciane Taylor Mariam, had made such a fuss that Clyde had no choice but to allow her to take martial arts training under Chief Warrior Rubio. This girl was a true rebel, known in many packs as the "warrior Princess of trouble." However, she was a brilliant field analyst, with many packs utilizing her expertise in combating rogues and thwarting human attacks. The Second Princess, Drina Becca Rain, was the more reserved type, always in the shadow of her older sister.

She was in a red dress, proud and radiant, a fire that had burned its way into his black-and-white world. And now, that fire was gone.

The room seemed to suit her; delicate but bold. I gently place Adelaide onto her four-poster bed. As soon as her body’s away from mine a piece is missing from my being. I stroke her cheek gently, the man behind me clears his throat. I turn, the fire is back in the Prince’s eyes, “Thank you for getting her safely here, you may leave now,” his tone full of authority, even I felt the need to submit to him. “My Prince,” I bow, “She is my mate, I cannot leave her,” I say down to my toes before looking up slightly, my back still bent. “Nonsense, my sister does not have a mate. She has been recuperating after her terrible ordeal.”

So much is happening in my life that I end up forgetting one of the most important people in my life-- he says sighing, I know very well that she must be blaming herself now, but I won't allow that to happen, she's not to blame for anything! --- Princess, it's not because we are werewolves, that we must be perfect, quite the contrary, just like humans we also make mistakes and learn from our mistakes-- I say trying to pass a little confidence to this beautiful princess-- you you're going through a turbulent time in your life, the reunion with your parents, with your partner, who we can't forget to mention is me-- I say with a little smile on your part, I swear I even heard a "you silly"-- an

Lucifron was the son of the King's General, and next in line to command the royal troops. He was stoic and devoid of emotions. He used his days to train and become even stronger than his father, and he occupied his free time in the company of his only friends, with whom he managed to open his soul. Hanna with her fire dragon, Argenta. Nymphe with her elemental water dragon, Hydra. Dalkor and Valdar, the only fated fireheart couple between them, with their elemental fire dragons, Reese and Kai.

Her long legs which she just enhanced with those long heels she was wearing, pulled up, she done. “ Get that butt in that dress and lets go.” Her body turned, walking out of the closet with me squeezing myself in the dress she picked. It was orange which was just too much for me on it’s own but as I stared at myself in the mirror, it was perfect on me, never doubt the princess of fire, she knew her thing. My heels were strapped on and off we went. Hi and heys were said with us going down and out the castle. The people bowed before the queen and the fire princess with her busking in their love.