Ella Enchanted Fanfiction Novels & Stories

For him, I'm willing to do everything so he could notice me. I asked him to teach me in my lesson in Math and he gladly taught me and share a little bit of his knowledge with me. He was smart, kind, and oh so good-looking. He's also sweet, funny, and mischievous plus he smells so damn good. Everything was perfect at that moment, his breath fanned my face, his scent filled my nostrils and we're too close together. You know the feeling you wanted to stop the time and stayed that way for a long time? Everything seemed to be fine and perfect under the sun if only the ugly villain never entered the scene. Elena was simply a witch and I hate her for ruining that perfect moment of mine. Elena sucks

I don't know if it has been days or weeks but I was finally able to channel my dark magic and I opened my eyes, a few days later I could move my fingers. I knew that I made a mistake but I had no control over what happened with Jonathan, not that anyone is going to believe it and not that I am proud of it but I can't say that I am not a little bit satisfied about it. I have always wanted Elena, that was never a secret, she thinks that is because of my wife but it's not. I fell in love with her when I went to her house and asked to use the phones. She didn't know who I was back then, she didn't even know that she had released me from my spell.

Outside the glass, the Alpine peaks were gone, replaced by a churning, violet sky. “Dante?” she called out, her voice echoing with a hollow, metallic resonance. “He’s not here, darling. He’s still fighting the shadow in the lobby.” Elena stood by the vanity, casually reapplying a dark, blood-red lipstick. She looked different here—more vibrant, her presence radiating a cold, systemic power. She wasn’t just a sister; she was a node in the network.

“Did he… did he touch you?” Why didn’t you give us a signal to call the Dean?…. As planned…. I laughed bitterly, yanking open the driver’s door. “He touched me alright. Kissed my neck like he wanted to devour me. His hands were all over my thighs. I was so close to breaking him. Then that witch walked in.” “Witch?” Christiana slid into the passenger seat while Andrena climbed into the back. “Miss Elara,” I spat the name like poison. “His fiancée. She’s the English lecturer. The one who always dresses like she has a stick up her ass. She caught us and started calling me a whore and a monster.”

I thought she’d come back to her senses and tell me to go to hell, or just hold onto that stubborn, icy pride of hers. But the heat was a spell. It was a primal, ancient magic that bypassed the brain and spoke directly to the nerve endings. Elena moved with a slow, hypnotic grace that made my head spin. I watched, my chest tight as a vice, as she slid out of the bed. Her hands trembled as she reached for the sash of her silk robe. Fenris, my wolf, was panting, his excitement turning into a frantic, high-pitched whine of need.

Lady Penelope warned Isabella smiled and would have tagged along with her. But it wasn't a place she should be at the moment. " Come and help me pack up sis," Ava called out to Isabella. Isabella tagged along and they both went up into her room. Isabella asked her a lot about the palace. She has never been in one before. She envied Ava. " Take me along with you the next time you are going," Isabella said to her " the next time I will be going will be for my engagement with Erhan." Ava smiled

Enrique's POV It was yet another cold night in my bed, and a woman was lying next to me, but I've never felt colder or lonelier. I get out of bed and go to my studio. I grab my painting brush and close my eyes, painting how I imagine Princess Scarlett to be—beautiful forest eyes, silk curly dark hair, and a curvy body. Warmth spreads in my heart as I continue to paint her, and my Lycan is at ease now. He hates that we can't find her. I've sent warriors and trackers to look for her pack, but it's futile due to the spell the evil wizards have placed around it.

she meditated, staring at him and then back at Nanny Teresa who was just concentrating on fixing the mess she created. Dante dropped a kiss on her forehead and pulled her into his arms even more, sniffing her scent in. And whispering to her ear. “Do I fuck that shyness out of you? Or suck it out? “Dante!” she hit his chest and he chuckled dropping another kiss on her forehead and pressing her into his body even more. Elena just laid into him, wondering how she would face Nanny Teresa. The only thing that ran wild in her mind was what nanny Teresa could be thinking of her. A slut? Whore? Losed lady? What?

“He was with Rina at the time. I hated her gut and wanted to mess with her. The devil you know is better than the angel you don't” I exhaled slowly. I went to pour myself a glass of water. “She had a crush on him, what's the big deal? That was a long time ago” “Actually….. It's ongoing. She still likes him. The last time I saw her, she was determined to marry him” I spit out the water in my mouth, eye wide “What?” “Eleanor is the daughter of a powerful Alpha and one of the ladies the elder are trying to set Lukas up with”

Martin teasingly smirked. "Eew! Stop it, Martin! No, but seriously, I'm being friend-zoned here by the most beautiful creature in this land, by my most trusted friend in this enchanted land (sarcastically looks at Martin), but I don't think my feelings will soon change or fade away just because of your stupid dream." "Are you bugging my conscience, Enya?" Martin squeezed his eyes. "Oooh... does your conscience even shake? Enya whispers and sighs in her mind, " Well... I hope so, only then you could see me the way I see you."