Princess In The Dumpster Novels & Stories

"We did not mean to. She fought us when we took her and the bruising is a result." There is a twitch in the Prince's lips, his nose crinkling for a moment. He looks back down at Eliana, his eyes running over her arms and legs. For some odd reason she becomes self-conscious of her dirty and battered appearance. She tugs on her pant legs to cover some of the scabs beginning to form on her calves. How embarrassing it is to be so disheveled and dirty in front of the third Prince of Climont. She is the only Princess of Drein, she should not show any vulnerability. "Could you not find a more bearable restraint?"

I looked up to see Hughs approaching with three of his biker gang friends, all wearing expressions of cruel amusement. "Holy shit, is that the little princess?" one of them called out, pointing at me like I was some exotic zoo animal. "What are you doing, sweetheart? Looking for your next meal?" The others burst into laughter, the sound echoing off the concrete walls. "Maybe she's so poor now that she has to eat garbage," another one suggested, wiping tears from his eyes. "I hear omega digestive systems can handle pretty much anything." "Nah, look at how carefully she's sorting through it," the third one chimed in. "She's probably looking for materials to make herself a dress for the competi

*** Hours later, they drag me out of the dungeon like I’m nothing more than trash. Chains clink with every step—tight, cold metal cutting into my wrists and ankles. My knees scrape against the marble floor as they shove me down to crawl. My vision spins, and I bite down the nausea burning in my throat... Then I see where I am. Back in Luna Cassandra’s office. The servants present pause as I enter—eyes wide, then narrowed, and cruel. “She thought she won the jackpot by dating Prince Julian,” one of them whispers with a laugh. “Pathetic. He isn’t even here to save her now.”

She says before the sounds of something falling and Jessica letting out a soft curse follow. “Princess, is everything okay?” I ask, worried about her getting hurt. “Yeah. I found the greenhouse you mentioned earlier today and decided I needed to actually choose things from the store to start gardening in it. That was a bag of dirt falling over and making a mess.” She explains with a sigh, and I chuckle, wanting nothing more than to pull up the app and see what sort of mess was made. “Don’t work too hard, Princess. You can leave the heavy lifting to me.” I state, and I meant every word. My Princess does not need to work so hard with me there for her.

"She is to be married to the Prince of Paris. As for you Mr, this afternoon you will be beheaded for the abomination you have perpetrated here." 'What? Prince of Paris?' Jake was baffled, 'how far have I travelled? Either way, I can't die for a single female? I can have any woman I want. I need to get out of here.' "I'm sorry, I didn't know she was engaged. Please let me go, and I promise not to bother your daughter again." The Queen Mother laughed out loud. 'A man without even a backbone. Where did the Princess meet this fool?' "No! Tomorrow you die. On your next life, never mess with a Princess." With that, the Queen Mother strode out of the Dungeon.

I feel like I'm one of those bullies who takes advantage of their assets and make other people feel like losers. I maybe a Princess-like born with such fortune in front of me, but I'm still a human. I am also full of flaws and imperfections like any other person out there. Maybe I am a modern princess, but not in fairytales. --------- Third person's POV Sylvia couldn't help but lose an owl laugh because of what she heard. Now she knows the reason why her daughter went to Olivia Wines ’son’s office. And the business matters that it said are just a favor related to the selection of the construction company that will work for the new project to be launched by the company.

she didn't said anything but she is crying I cant even imagine how much fuggie is broken deep inside so what she looked that depressed how pity she didn't even find a person to share her feelings and sorrow she suffered herself I never thought that our little princess acts as a adult now what i needs to answer to our family we went inside home aunt asked "where you people went without having breakfast and where is princess" I replied "our princess is gone aunt she left home" she asked "what you are saying lucky where she went" I replied "she left home she is broken you people lied to her you people hided the truth about her now she got to known the truth of her birth she is depressed so she

His eyes were widened in shock at what just happened. Odin, who saw her magic, was greatly surprised. "No way, you're a magician, Charlotte?" he asked in wonder. Charlotte turned around and answered Odin in a soft voice. "I am the third princess of King Solomon and Queen Elizabeth, and they have kept me in prison for a long time!"

She poured me a steaming cup of coffee from a gold teapot. As she walked away, I noticed a small dish on the table with a closed lid. I opened and it found it was full of chocolate truffles. I smiled. This was it. A little delicious luxury that was starting to make the whole princess thing actually sound appealing. When the maid came in again, I asked her if she knew if the prince was around. She said he went to a ribbon cutting ceremony for the new werewolf orphanage. He’d left early, before the sun came up.

But to their dismayed, the princess wished not to be seen by them and went straight to her room as directed by her chambermaid. “Shuna,” Alminah called one of her chambermaids. The servant put a distance from her when she spoke up. They were still afraid of her. She was the rumored cursed princess from tribe Teuton. Who knows what kind of witchcrafts she can perform in eyes snap. “Tell me where I can find the palace’s dungeon.” She said. She still had her veil worn around her face. The moonlight hits the large window of her room and illuminated throughout her dark room.