Rapunzel Daughter Novels & Stories

It was even more painful that Rapunzel didn’t see a big deal with it. “I am not scared of her… I just respect her –and I love her too,” she said staring down at her fingers. Then she raised her head once again and flashed me a toothy grin. “But don’t worry, she is not so horrible. She is nice. She loves me a lot…” she said to me yet I wasn’t convinced. I moved away from her and started walking towards the bed as my head started thinking of the possibilities that could have made a mother treat her daughter as such.

’ Zella fought to regain control of her emotions and managed to stop crying to look into her mother's eyes, ‘Come Rapunzel, there is much I have to tell and show to you’ She led her daughter out to the waiting limousine and they traveled back to London quietly, Zella was too shocked by the news to speak and her Mother was clearly pondering how to explain all she must explain. At their London house they were met by Mac and her Father's Lawyer Mr Dresden, they could not enter it as the police still had cordoned it off as a crime scene. Mr. Dresden took them to the Ritz hotel where they were ushered into a small anteroom to hear him read her Father's will. Everything had been left to her Mother

“So Phoenix, weakened me? That is why it took me so long to break from it then? And that’s why the others couldn’t wake up by themselves too?” The blinding white smile of hers reappeared. “You’re getting it. Yes, in all honesty, you should never have woken, it should have taken much longer than four years. That’s why Mrs Velt was so interested in you. She was shocked that someone with that gift she has been researching for so many years was so close. Daughter of an I.L. agent. Someone that we all fought with back in the days.” “What, my dad?” “Yes. He was one of the best.”

With a resigned look, she embraces her daughter as a sign of her acceptance of defeat. Princess Ava smiles jubilantly. She knows that she won here. “Mother, I promise I would be careful. Do not fret so much! I have the blood of a fairy warrior!" Princess Ava gives his father a quick embrace. She bows slightly to both and turns to leave in a hurry. King Oberon signals the remaining fairies in the throne room to leave him and his Queen alone. The fairies do so quickly, closing the entrance after them. Left standing after her daughter’s departure, Queen Meridian decides to exit as well.

"I see... then is it true? The Ronnenburgh family sold their youngest to become your slave?" Prince Russel rolls his eyes. "If only the duke's airheaded daughter didn't ran away, I believe that things won't be this horrible." He didn't have a direct answer leaving Harrold to wonder more of Louie's situation. "Enough talking about that dimwit, serve me the wine Harrold."

I paused, “If the Raven Witch does have a daughter, she is my fiancee, and it is my duty to protect her.” Dalena's reddish-brown eyes stared at me, “I believe you. If Princess Sibyl is my sister's daughter, we must bring her back. She is the first child of a witch and a human, and if her identity is known, she will be in danger.” “I'm at your service.”

I know they can feel a pull before turning 18, but I can’t say for sure until they turn 18 and get their wolf. “Well, who is this?” I asked. There is a young girl who is standing at the entrance to the living room. I can tell the whole situation is slightly frightening her. I walk over to her and introduce myself. “My name is Ziarya.” She says. “This is Lord Harlinions oldest daughter.” Raven says. I hear Emerald snort. I am sure she knows who Ziarya’s father is. “Hello, Princess Emerald.” Ziarya whispers.

Vampire Princess Leora Black and Vlad Cornell "I can’t agree more. I mean, can you believe that she doesn’t want to hand over her kingdom to her own daughter? Just because her daughter isn’t anywhere near her or, say, is a saint among devils. She always keeps her own daughter locked in a tower, like Rapunzel. Poor girl." I nodded my head because that was true. Leora was also known as the hidden princess because everyone knew that she existed but no one knew anything about her look, her age, or her gift. Hell, if she stood in front of me ever again in the future, I wouldn’t be able to recognize her for sure.

Unknown POV My plan was to mess up with her head until she couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams any more. That would get rid of her and maybe give me something in return, I don’t know, but something useful. So I watched as my daughter chanted spells , her fingers moving through the air as if they were guided by some unseen god. It was mesmerizing, so much effort and focus being put into this spell. My daughter’s hair was loose today, long and dark and falling over her shoulders in a thick curtain.

Paulina cries. “She is not just a human.” Gerald replies. “What are you talking about? Her father is a human and her mother was also. She shouldn’e be able to move like that or be that strong.” Paulina points out. “As Gerald said, she isn’t just human. Didn’t you notice the colour of her hair? It is the same as Royal Queen Bianca and it is the same as her mothers.” I state. “Are you telling me that she is the dead princesses daughter? The one that we have been searching for.” Paulina remarks.