Fairy Tale Fail Novels & Stories

She said and I rolled my eyes. "Fairy tales never happen in real life. No rich man wants a poor girl without getting any benefit from her and falling in love is an illusion. We all use our brains when we fall in love. And the brain thinks clearly. Without benefit... no love happens. So I suggest getting out of your fairy tale. And listen to what I have to offer." I said and I forwarded my club's card.

he reaches out for her face but she shoves him away angrily. "It will be cool if I get to tell you a story... Don't know if it should be a bedtime story or what, but I will say it anyways " he takes the seat before her, " once upon a time, there was a little fairy girl who thought life is as simple and sweet as honey, she was pretty but too bad life doesn't need beautiful people but rather, it needs wealthy and strong beings to keep up with its cruelty. Because this little fairy didn't fall in any of the categories mentioned above, she had no choice but to become a bide to those that are strong and prey to the wilds and wealthy " the smile on his face was enough to leave Audrey fuming.

Her eyes lit up when she spoke about things she loved, but then they dimmed, "When Matthew came into my life, I thought I had found the one with whom I would live my own fairytale. But now, he is in love with another woman, everything is ruined." "It's not ruined. Perhaps your fairy tale just has a different ending." A playful gleam entered his piercing eyes as he leaned his head closer to her. "Besides, isn't it so predictable and boring if in every fairytale, the princess always ends up with the Prince Charming? I think it will be more interesting if instead of marrying the prince, the princess chooses to run away with the pirate."

That’s what I imprinted in my mind as a kid so I couldn’t believe in fairytales. They say, beautiful ladies will have their prince charmings. I thought of that as a ridiculous thing. For some fortunate people, they will find that. But I thought, to me, vague. In spite of my ill beliefs on fairytales, for once in my life, I hoped that I have my own fairytale. My own kind of happy ending. But at the same time as my dream of love, everything disappeared like a bubble in me.

I could feel his eyes following me when I made my shameful exit on quaky legs which were a result of abhorring feelings for Orian. I think I have been in this bathroom for more than thirty minutes being super comfortable with trying to calm the butterflies that erupted In my belly because I felt like my fairy tale had just begun. It's a norm for fairy tales to have happy endings with singing forest birds and a lavish wedding with the Prince and princess riding off into the meadows with the prospects of a happier life. In my fairy tale, I wasn't whisked off and seduced by a prince. I was deceived and kidnapped by a dark lord who so happened to be my father's enemy while also being my soulmate

Then we'd talk late into the evening hours about our day. I gave myself a mental bitch-slap and straightened. Fairy tales were nothing but pithy shit. Lies. They weren't real, and neither was the idea I could ever have something normal. Especially not with a guy as great as Matt. He may be Prince Charming, but I wasn't Cinderella. I was one of those filler characters in the background no one noticed, taking up space.

So often I felt like I was walking around in a fog, waiting to start living. Until Arthur, that is. He makes me feel like I’m really alive, like I’ve fallen into one of those stories. The problem is, not all fairytales have happy endings. In fact, most of the early tales were quite gruesome morality tales designed to warn and scare. They were never meant to be a guide for how to live your life. I take a sharp right turn down a long corridor of books. I know my way by heart and soon find my favorite bench, near a window, with all my favorite books. Today didn’t feel like a fairy tale day. I feel like fantasy has failed me.

In a spin of seconds, the fate sisters vanished from the living room. “I still cannot believe they went into the past?’ Alice said ‘I know. It’s crazy.. whoever would have thought that we are magical and we might come across other magical creatures around us in this human world.” Ethan said “I know... It seems like we are in some fairy tale” Alice said Ethan looked at Alice and thought for a while. “what are you thinking Ethan?” “I got the answer, Alice. You might be a FAIRY”

Richard had already made an attempt to stop him but the others kept sending signals for him not to disturb for Mira was slowly falling asleep. "Then did he succeed?" "No he didn't. The prince and the fairy were able to find each other once again, and they even had a little girl. The bad prince fled and there was peace in the kingdom." Of course we had expected the story to have such a twist to it's tale. The tale of the murderous Lord Ego, who had slain many, it would have been nice if the story did end up like this, maybe one day, when her child grows then he might learn the truth, but by then everything must have already cooled off.

It’s really uncomfortable to try to sleep when someone is doing a samba in your uterus. Rose shrugged. “There’s a lot like that because then you get the Cinderella stories, the knights in shining armor stories, and the healing stories.” “What’s wrong with a good Cinderella story?” Heather asked. “I adore them, and almost every culture has one or two that have been printed as beautiful children’s books.” “Nothing is wrong with a good Cinderella story,” Rose started. I interrupted her. “Except when the prince turns out to be a giant dick, but she can’t escape him because he’s the most powerful alpha and they’re fated mates.”