Princess Poppy Little Novels & Stories

I turned, grabbed the rag from the corner, and started wiping everything down. Slowly. Carefully. Erasing every trace that didn't belong to me. A soft knock came at the door. Restrained. Gentle. I opened it. Flynn stood outside with our two little pups tucked against him. He lifted a hand and offered me a box. "I heard Alpha Ronan's looking for herbs that fight poison gas. I know where to find them, so I brought some. I'm grateful he sent you to me back then." I took the box, my fingers brushing his warm palm. "Thank you."

CHAPTER 22 /NATHAN/ The morning sun streamed through the bare windows of my living room, lighting up the dust motes hovering over my cardboard boxes. The apartment looked completely different from how it did a month ago. The posters were rolled up, the kitchen counters were entirely wiped down, and everything I owned was taped up inside brown boxes. In two days, I was moving to Silicon Valley to start my position at SiporaTech.

“Honestly, if you wanted to pretend to be still out, you could have at least kept your breathing even.” “Are we sure she’s a spy?” “Who are you? What do you want?” I reached for my dagger but one of them lifted it and waved it. “It’s not even silver,” one of them said. “And it’s poorly made. I didn’t think the alpha king would let his little princess be so unprotected.” The other one chuckled. “It was surprisingly easy to snatch you of the street. Not a bit of a defense in you.” “It’s like she doesn’t know…”

He said. “ You're stepping on me. " The tiny said again and they looked down to see a tiny girl. She looked like a baby but she wasn't a baby. She wore an oversized ash robe and had a silly make-up on. Archer lifted his foot from the robe that he stepped on and she floated freely. “ You're in my territory." The tiny girl said again. “ Who are you?" Archer asked. “ Who do I look like, prince?" “ A forest guide. " He replied and the girl frowned. She floated upload and hit her staff on his head. “ Ouch!"

I meant the kick I gave to him earlier. " Adam go strain her and part her from him, specially her legs and , Hany go kill him at once "he said the warrior stood up sighing from his aching wound yet he Ironically said " ha kill who, me , and part us , the faithful lovers , how evil!?" Hany , the young soldiers was about to attack when he stopped him " wait , just for the memory which princess is she exactly " Hany said while laughing " she is the princess Muons , the darkened King's fiancé , didn't you know"

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.

"But I'll make you ready for me. I'll make you mine." Dmitri's fingers continued to stretch me, but his touch became harsher, more demanding. "You're going to take all of me, little prince," he growled, his eyes gleaming with intensity. I felt a surge of excitement mixed with a hint of frustration. "Why are you calling me little prince?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly. "You said I'm your peasant."

Annie stood like a guard by the tall window in her room. The moon in the sky looked like a shiny silver coin. Its pale light made her face look bright and dark in places, showing how smart she was, now that her eyes were squinted as she thought. She hadn't been able to sleep well since Isla and Prince Caius came back. The prince was polite but in a way that hid something Annie felt was very wrong. Isla's eyes were puffy and red from crying. Annie knew something bad had happened when they were out.

Or maybe he's still busy to think about finding me. But I'm still his daughter. Didn't he even missed me in the last three months? Or it's just okay with him without me around? But what about Mom? Isn't she informed? I smiled wryly. I know the Harold's will break it with Mom. Maybe she's also busy to even care. I heaved a sigh. I am Siren Mendez. Everybody calls me princess. But this princess here they didn't know. Though I got almost everything I need, yet it's all empty and I'm still lonely.

This one had what looked like a chameleon that squeaked when we opened the door and a short fat woman came from behind a mannequin that looked like it was straight from a dark tale with a smile. Well, it looked more like a frown because of all the fat hammocks that were hanging on her face and I knew that it was a smile because of the happy eyes. “Paige?" That's how she pronounced the name, “welcome. Welcome. Raven, baby girl, how are classes going? In grade eight now, aren't we? Happy that you are growing up well. So, how is the king?" Madam Poppy asked. That's what I was told by mama to call her.