Ella Enchanted Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Unfortunately, I wasn't the only one enamored with this godlike man. On our wedding night, he received a phone call and never came back. I sat on the bed until dawn, not sleeping a wink. In the early morning, he came back drunk. He calmly stroked my head and said, "You know what's the most adorable thing about you? It's that you're sensible enough not to cause trouble. The Finley family needs a mistress like you." At that moment, the anger that had welled up in my heart was suddenly extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

Dark Enchantment Chapter 1: Elara Have you ever craved something so deeply, only to regret it when it became reality? That’s exactly how I felt, but tenfold. My heart felt as if it had been ripped from my chest, and I had to suppress all that pain. I had to fix everything because the trouble was of my own making. Six months earlier… My father sent me to this place when I turned sixteen because I was what he called the family disappointment. Back home, I was as girly as a girl could be and popular. But it seems it wasn’t enough.

I maintained eye contact, my voice steady yet assertive. Elena yanked her hand away, her eyes aflame with anger. "You are not the enemy? You are the reason Scarlett is gone, and now you are flirting with random girls?" Her voice trembled, revealing her emotional turmoil. I exhaled deeply, massaging my temples. "Elena, please understand. Those girls are insignificant. I have been attempting to fill the emptiness, but it is futile. Scarlett is the one I desire." I moved closer, lowering my voice to a whisper.

If it were to be by choice Elena would not have married him. Her father had been telling her since childhood, that she should get ready to be the next Luna. She dreamed about this. Always fantasized on how she would be the alpha's mate. She even boasted to her friends that her coronation ceremony would soon be happening. Now only to find out that She wasn’t going to have that beautiful marriage. Things Did not go the way Elena thought. The Alpha was not interested in her and that made Elena really sad. That made her take refuge in the bond she had with her daughter. She became close to Dame grace and showered her love on her. To say that Elena was unhappy was an understatement.

Fanella says to me. Fanella was one of the original sprites that came to Safe Haven to inform Uncle Eli and Aunt Grace of their presence, and swear their loyalty to the wolves. It was there that she met Alpha Christopher and it didn’t take long before Christopher’s wolf licked Fanella, mating with her. Once she was marked, she took on her human form and they were able to complete their bond. Christopher now proudly wears the glowing circle on his chest, over his heart. That is how the fae mark their mates. Anastasia has a glowing crown over her heart, and someday, I will as well.

I followed the path they created, my heart hammering against my ribs. Then a voice, smooth as silk and cold as ice, echoed around me. "Let me tell you a story, my dear niece." I knew that voice. Eleanor. I spun around, but saw no one. "A long time ago," she began, her voice weaving through the dead air, "I lived in a territory of enchanters who wanted nothing to do with werewolves. I didn't care... until my elder sister, Eliana, started becoming stupid. She tried to convince our elders that the beasts weren't so bad." A bitter laugh. "I was to be recognized as the most prominent enchantress of my generation. I was destined to rule. But my sister ruined it all."

“She holds grudges like you hold secrets.” Elena had resumed her pacing, completely unaware of my presence. She muttered, “After all these…” she went on. “he thinks that damn clause is supposed to make us ‘fall in love’?” She scoffed, shaking her head, “As if that would ever happen.” I couldn’t help but smirk at her words. It was almost funny, in a twisted way. Elena’s rant continued, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she turned her back to the sealed wing. “I swear I hate him. What kind of medieval alpha forces his mate to fall in love? Oh, wait, of course, Xavier Stormborne, master of control and—”

Scarlett ordered, and they pushed me off of him so hard that my head hit the wall beside the bed. I groaned and glanced at Jason only to see him standing still, but his face grimaced a bit. I sat up and held my head, which was pounding already. "Elena, your magic has wadded off. He hates you so much now. Can't you see us holding hands? Can't you see he came with me from school? His eyes are opened and he has got himself. Go to hell with your evil magic to get a mate who isn't yours!!!" Scarlett yelled, with pure hatred and disgust in her eyes.

My wavy hair fell in loose, tousled waves, framing my face like a halo of temptation. ‎“You look like you could bring down empires,” Elena said, stepping back with a satisfied grin. “Whoever he is, he’s in trouble.” ‎I stared at my reflection, barely recognizing the woman staring back—sultry, dangerous, a far cry from the girl in jeans and sneakers. “Thanks, Elena. I couldn’t do this without you.” ‎She hugged me quickly. “Call me if you need a bailout. I’m out—don’t want to cramp your style if Prince Charming shows up.”

“And you didn’t complain, sugartits.” Elena took a deep breath, closing her eyes. She opened them, her stark green irises pinning on me. “If you touch me, or even try to initiate something, I won’t hesitate to cut your balls.” I touched my heart. “I am swooning, my lovely witch. You have such a way with words.” We settled on the bed and I blew away the candle that was burning in the lantern and got comfortable underneath the thin blanket. Her eyes were closed and before I could say anything, she said,