Romans & histoires Princess Stories Vol 1

“ One day , when going to school ,the princess met a handsome boy . He was so gentle and caring , cool too . The princess fell head over heels for him , he did as well . “ said Antonio with a warm smile remembering the good times with Axel . “ So , the princess lived happily ever after ? “ asked Angelo with a happy expression that the story would have a good ending . “ He he he ! My dear child……..Not every story is meant to have a good ending . The second princess hated the princess . She hated her because she was prettier , smarted and more capable than her . The boy that fell in love with the princess was a powerful prince that raised the princess to the highest rank where no one could ha

the same girl said, voice shaking like she was about to cry. “Because she’s a liar,” Janice said coldly, raising her brow. No filter. “If you’re really the princess,” she continued, “then I’m sure you already know that the King and Queen are coming to visit the university.” I looked at Stelle. Her eyes widened in shock. She dropped the book she was holding. “You’re lying…” she whispered. “No royals ever visit here. This is a school for humans.” Her friend chuckled awkwardly, trying to play it off as a joke.

Finally, there was a girl that looked just like me, almost like a mirror. “You know me as Serenity,” she started to say, “I am your fairy and control your magic.” She then gestured to each figure in turn. “This is Arashi, she is your dragon soul, princess of dragons. This here is Lucinda, your wolf spirit and healer. Finally, this is Silk, your sprite. She controls your vampire magic and is the form you’ve been adopting since you were 8.”

"It's about the princess in the castle. Mommy made it for me. This one is my favorite!" That's when I realize there are a number of scrapbooks in a corner of the shelf. "Your mom made these stories for you?" "Yes." Riya quickly clambers into bed. "She even draws me pictures. See?" She points towards a hand-drawn picture of a princess sitting in a chair. It's a simple fairytale about a poor princess who was stuck in a tower by an evil king. As I flip through the story, the plot turns complex and yet childlike, introducing the evil king's two sons, the mean Gustav and the kind Roran.

I am not a human. I am—I am different. I am a princess. But I am not a fairy-tale princess because, in fairy tales, other children and little animals love them, aren’t they? Me? They hide from me. I know I scare them. Even though I am stupid, I know that much. Kannax tells me all the time that I am the dumbest and ugliest among father’s children.

She didn’t even realize she was crying until Christian ran up to her and asked her what was wrong. “I’m okay, baby. I was just reading a sad story, that’s all.” “Oh. What’s it about?” Renee put Christian in her lap and said, “It’s about a princess who is taken from her prince by an evil king. She writes to her lost love about all the cruel things the king does to her. She wants him to know that she still loves him but she doesn’t want him to fight for her because he’ll get hurt. The king has threatened to hurt her prince if she doesn’t stay so she does. The prince wants to fight for her but he doesn’t know where the king took her so he sets out on a chase.”

@SUHANISA POV@ untill I met my prince I too faced many hurdles and problems in my life after meeting him my destiny decided something and made us to go in different ways though we faced many things again we became united even when I was far from my family and my prince I got another wonderful family who treated me like a princess I got a best brother too but why my little princess needs to face all these what wrong she did she is trying her level best to protect her loved ones but why her sacrifices making her to sacrifice herself is this called love I know love demands sacrifice but untill when untill the person sacrifice themselves what happened to my princess please don't hurt my princess

Unlike the three-panel format I’d seen before, this one told a sweeping story maybe ten, twelve scenes etched into one continuous timber. I stepped closer, and Ron appeared beside me once again. “Ah, the missing princess,” he said with a nod. “Most folks miss that one. This beam tells the tale of The Order’s only failure.” I blinked, intrigued. “The Order failed?” He smiled, eyes gleaming. “Oh yes. It begins with Duke Lockwood the ruler of this land long ago. He had a daughter, Lilliana. Said to be the most beautiful woman in all the provinces. But her father was… protective, some say obsessive. He kept her hidden away in a tower, allowing visits only from her tutor and himself.”

Rivenn smirked and returned the conversation to the story at hand, “Honestly, Brann, are we even sure the beast didn’t just pity Veyron that you’d be the one recounting the tale and drop dead on its own?” Brann gasped, clutching his chest. “How dare you insult my tale? I am a master storyteller!” Eryssa rolled her eyes from where she stood next to Delvin. “Master of embellishment, maybe.” Delvin snickered. “Brann, the last time you told this story, the beast was ten feet tall. Now it’s twenty.” Brann grinned shamelessly. “It grows in memory! That’s how legends work!”

Looking Elaine up and down, eyeing her offered hand in particular, a smile spread across Odette's face as she reached out and shook the hand of the Princess. It wasn't exactly the gruesome results she had been looking forward to, but it was only a matter of time before the lives of everyone Elaine knew would be torn apart.