ELLA:As I returned to my room, I could still feel my stepmother's eyes burn my back but I kept my focus straight, I refused to let it falter. I would die first before I admitted to being the maiden at the ball.I got to my room and closed the door, taking a deep breath to calm my raising heart.Kieran gave me a memory I would never trade. I would never have him because I was only a slave while he was a prince, but the time we spent together was forever engraved in my heart. I would forever dance to the beat of his heart as he kissed me. I held my lips and unconsciously moved to a song I hummed to myself. Kudo and Ricky watched me move around the room and they stared at one another in confusion.They probably didn't remember but I did. Within this room, I was the maiden at the ball and no one could change that. I fell to the bed in excitement allowing sleep to finally take over my aching legs.In my dreams that night, I took myself back to the ball. I allowed myself to relive every mo
ELLAThe situation finally dawned on me. The prince was searching for me. He had found my missing panties and he had sent someone to bring me. My slavery was finally on the verge of ending and my stepmother just locked me inside my room and she had given my identity to Giselle."No! Mama no!" I cried as I continued hitting the doors. "Mama please!" I begged as my shoulders threatened to fall out from the hits.I felt a pull at my feet and looked down to find Kudo, it was holding a piece of paper, and Ricky chirped, I looked at it and its beak held a pen. It then flew towards the window and back at me."Yes!" I exclaimed excitedly as I wiped my tears. I would write to whoever comes to me. They would have to find me."Thank you guys so much," I whispered wiping my tears away with the back of my hand.It was noon when the Royal carriages strutted into my father's house. I got up from the floor and stood by the window. It was going too hard for me to be heard from my window but I tried a
KIERAN"You look handsome! but can we get to the good part already?" Erik whined as I stood staring at my reflection in the mirror. The palace was clattering with activities as everyone hurried about to put in the final touches on the decoration. The food from the kitchen reached up to my room and I knew the kitchen staff had outdone themselves.I was finally getting married after several ordeals. And I wasn't just marrying to provide heirs for my kingdom, but I was marrying for love.I was getting married to Cinderella Cameron —my Ella."And what do you consider the good part?" I asked with a grin.He moved his hands to his groin and I laughed at his attitude. Erik would never change."The part where I get to sleep with one of the women at the party. There are always horny women in parties."We walked out of my room, and I continued chuckling at the things Erik said about parties and horny women. We moved to the throne room where the marriage was taking place and my breath was knock
Friends with Sexy Benefits- Book 3 of the Dark FairytalesHansel and Gretel were the best of companions, until Gretel starts to notice how prominent his abs are, his pouty lips and that hard package in-between his legs. Trapped in a cottage by a witch for days, their friendship is tested especially when Gretel accidentally kisses Hansel. Rejected by him, she decides to make her body do the speaking instead and find their way out before the evil witch eats them.GRETEL HARGREEVESThe air felt stagnant. Different sounds mingled with one another in their silent irrelevance. The heat inside here was more potent, running outside naked under the direct blast of the sun's rays would have been a more suitable option.I sat down letting my mind move on several different topics hoping it would banish my boredom. It was doing a good job keeping me numb but boredom grinned at my fruitless efforts."Hansel!" The voice came from the master bedroom upstairs. Mother sounded irritated. That was her us
HANSEL Gretel was dead right. Something didn’t smell right and it gave me a cheap lowly feeling. I sniffed the shirt I wore just to be sure. I flinched at the scent with a grimace. Mother would kill me if I walked in like this. Since we got here, we have had constant complaints from worried fathers and jealous husbands about how their daughters would stay all day with their friends talking about nothing more than how good looking Hansel was or how their wives would spy through their kitchen window whenever Hansel was cutting their grass or taking out their trash. Mother deserved a little peace of mind now.I rushed into my room taking off the clothes I was on. It didn’t take me a minute to put on something else. I sniffed for a while then grimaced again. The scent was still there.Wtf?! Did she leave her cologne in my soul or what?I tore out of the clothes and rushed into the shower abusing the medicated soap I had. I peeled open another bar of soap and continued the assault on my s
GRETELMy room felt small. Everything felt small and suffocating. This was the first time Hansel and I was going to be alone for three days. I was finding it hard to draw in breaths as my whole body burned hot. I felt a weird inexplicable heat. The sundress I wore suddenly felt uncomfortable. I stood in front of the giant mirror I had looking at my confused reflection. Her dark hair fell long on a small round face that looked good with even features. A thin lip curved in a pout.My reflection's hands moved to push away the strap of the sun dress making it fall carelessly to the floor. Hands moved to remove a tiny lace bra and rose-colored panties.My reflection stood completely naked. I could see my small pointed breasts. My nipples looked pink and shy. They were hardening slowly. My eyes moved to my flat belly that moved to branch out to full hips. The curve of my hips was so perfect, it was a contrast to my slim figure. I turned around to stare at my ass in the mirror. It was round
HANSELI had no idea how I had made it successfully from the bar to the cottage all on my own. I deserved an award of some sort. It was simply mind-blowing. I didn't make it into the cottage but at least I got to the property. I had seen five Chesters coming out from the cottage right before passing out in glorious drunken slumber.The next morning, I woke up to the familiar comfort of my bed. My room had my scent which helped in soothing me. I stretched out my squeaky joints yawning; a little bit of needed awareness returning. The first thing I noticed was the absence of my clothes. I was in my drawers. Just my drawers.My mind spun over the realization that Gretel must have carried my drunk ass into the cottage and she was responsible for stripping me. For the first time, I felt apprehension. Gretel had kissed me which was unexpected. Saying it was unexpected was an understatement.I got out of bed grudgingly and searched for clean clothes to wear. The box where I keep my clothes wa
HanselWhat did I just hear? Obviously, I hadn't heard correctly. Did Gretel just say Yonda was horny and wanted to hear a story? A hot one!I eyed Yonda and for once she kept my gaze. Her eyes called mine to move down and I did. That was when I noticed her nipples exposed. She was not wearing a bra. Her nipples had hardened into two sharp dots that the Creme crop top was powerless to hide. My eyes popped out of their friggin' socket.I tried to speak but it just came out as the senseless ramblings of a tortured mind. I was lucky neither of them paid any attention."Hansel are you sure you are up for this? I'm just so horny right now. Damn!" Her voice and facial expression made my balls tighten.I nodded stupidly at them unable to craft words using my dried mouth. They both sat across me watching me with hopeful eyes.What the fuck do I say? What do I do?! Fuck, fuck!! Think, Hansel...think!Suddenly I remembered a movie I had watched with the guys some weeks ago. Pirates.So I starte