Novel & Cerita Crow From Sleeping Beauty

She was just like Sleeping Beauty. "Is that a monster?" Willow muttered. Seva looked at the beautiful, sleeping woman thoughtfully without saying a word. "She… She moved!" Quinn pointed at the sleeping beauty and exclaimed. Chase had been carefully taking in the flow of the Time and Space Energy, but when he heard Quinn's word, he looked up. The sleeping beauty opened her eyes slowly and stretched. She looked like she had just woken up from a deep sleep. Her skin was fair like milk, and she had pretty eyebrows. Her eyes were bright like the stars, and she had a small, straight nose. Her lips were red like cherries. The woman was elegant, and there was something about her that felt otherworld

And it will all work out seamlessly from then on. Slowly pulling himself back from that lustful haze, he peered at the human's peacefully resting form again, realizing that he could not leave her like that to sleep for an entire night over that tiny couch. The frail being did not deserve such punishment. He had other types in mind but not for now. And slowly and careful not to wake the sleeping beauty, he gathered her into his arms. That mouth-watering scent of hers suddenly hitting him with the intensity of a tall wave. It made his fangs quickly descend again. He could even feel his eyes change to that blood-red colour.

The rows and rows of beautiful white padded seats held not only the gods but werewolves from Parisa’s home pack, even her parents, Alpha’s of the Night Crawlers, Rosalie and Jack. Enormous white and red flower petals lined up the aisle where we were to walk. The smoothness along with the grainy sand had a rush of happiness run through me. Before we took the next steps to meet my mate, who I had yet to see, four little hands pulled at my dress.

2. Aurora. Thankfully, I managed to overcome yesterday's ordeal without getting on the wrong side of my mother. Now, we were on our way to the camp of the werewolves. I couldn't understand why my mother, a human, had decided to marry a supernatural man this time. Imagine my shock when I got to know that the werewolves that were supposed to exist only in fairytale truly exist? I couldn't help but think if demons, witches and wizards, dragons, and every other supposed fairytale beasts were, in fact, not just fairy-tale.

I watch as Angela approaches them with a steaming cup of coffee in her hands which she lowers below Anya’s nose. The girl's nose twitches and she groans in her sleep, then as she tries to move she seems to realise that she is pinned by something. Everything after that happens fast and Angela quickly steps out of reach which a huge grin on her face. First Anya opens her eyes and blinks a few times before looking down at her torso and noticing the arms that are wrapped around her. A groan from behind her makes her freeze as her butt had been rubbing against her hugger and he is getting a little excited in his sleep. She turns her head to see who it is and lets out a shriek that startled me and

"Things have changed since you left." "What kind of things?" "There are people living here who's not..normal. People who can transform into creatures at night." My eyes widened. "Werewolves?" "Yeah. But the beast is unlike the others. It's vicious and bloodthirsty. It kills people in its blinded rage." "So that was what dad talked about." "The Hunter group is going crazy for the beast. It's deadly and unpredictable. Not to mention that there's more than one." "Meaning the werewolves?"

After a beat, she realized she hadn’t heard a word from any of them and opened her eyes to see them all squinting at her. “What is it?”, she asked curiously. “Is there something on your arm? I can’t see it properly”, Yu Zhen leaned in close. Ian also cocked his head to the side trying to figure out what was resting on her arm. “Oh, it’s just Crowley”, she shrugged and stood up for them to see him clearly. She heard the most unholy pitched shriek come out from Yu Zhen’s mouth and the man flung himself into a nearby cabinet. Ian, on the other hand, rushed forward and held Crowley by the mouth, efficiently quickly uncoiling the poor sleeping thing and pushing her away.

CANNON Stepping out of my bathroom, I picked up my second towel on the bed’s side table and glanced at The Sleeping Beauty, Aurora. She was cuddling my pillow in place of a stuffed animal, with a little drool rolling down her slightly open mouth. I cleaned it off her with my least used napkin and dried the rest of my body, opening my closet to see what I could wear. My underwear was the only thing on when I heard a whistle come from the bedside and saw Aurora giggling.

After the shower and because of tiredness I easily fell asleep. In between sleepily and awake, I dreamed of a girl walking down the aisle covered with red rose petals with a touch of lavender flowers makes the whole place fragrant and aesthetically beautiful with a lot of werewolves surrounding them with tuxedos and elegant dresses, a loud howl of wolves can be heard when the bride walking slowly in the aisle until she reached the center, when suddenly a lot of intruders wrecked the whole place the visitors became wild werewolves. The bride felt a pang in her chest and an arrow pierced through her chest, her white long dress became maroon. She looked at his groom struggling to come closer an

Drawn by the comforting blend of his natural scent and the sterile smell of disinfectants, Aurora snuggled into Heath's embrace, finding solace and swiftly falling into a deep sleep. Dreamless, the night passed swiftly. Upon awakening, Aurora found herself staring directly into Heath's exasperated gaze. "My fiancée, getting a bit eager, aren't we? I believe the door was locked last night?" Heath teased, raising an eyebrow at her. Aurora shrank a little, pulling the blanket up to cover half her face, leaving only her big, fluttering eyes visible—a sight of sheer adorableness. She laughed awkwardly, "Well... I might have been... sleepwalking, perhaps?"