Fairy Tale Retellings! Novels & Stories

’ He sniffled. ‘Maybe I can find a way to fix that, too,’ I muttered, scanning the pages of an ancient, dusty book I’d found buried in Moon Chasm’s library. I didn’t find anything. There were old fairy tales, so old they barely seemed recognisable anymore, that spoke of affronted gods casting down their children and making the first wolves. Some were classic tales, like the one about three pups going too near a river and being turned into toads to save them from drowning; others were cautionary tales, warning young wolves away from humans and forbidding any sort of romances between us and them – all in a fun, rhyming sort of way, of course.

“Not your storybook princesses. Not fish-tailed angels. But creatures of tide and hunger. Their songs aren’t lullabies, they are traps. They drag ships under, for fun. For vengeance. For a different kind of delicacy.” I saw black eyes in green water, mouths filled with rows of sharp teeth. I was gripping the stool so hard my knuckles ached. “Fair folk,” she said, her voice turning sharp. “Don’t ever call them fairies. That word is a lie. They are not cute. They are not kind. They are old as time, twisted by beauty and cruelty. They trade in riddles and pain. Step into their realm, and time will forget you. You will come back hollow, if you come back at all.”

ALISSA IN WANKERLAND (BOOK 10 OF THE DARK FAIRYTALES) Timid, clumsy and unfortunately a damn virgin was Alissa. Transported to Wankerland accidentally, she meets Haziel who satisfies her innermost desires but with the Queen of Cards hunting for her head, Alissa battles for her life, freedom and most importantly love. An erotic retelling of Alice In Wonderland. The music stopped, the crowd grew silent and looked upon us in anticipation, the ladies with lace gloves holding on to their handkerchiefs, my mother, her eyes fixed on me and urging me on.

We all nod in agreement with Johnny. “The other books that mention the amulet seem to mainly be Pagan, Norse, Celtic or Viking fairy tales. The more modern stories seem to be variations of these stories.” “What are the stories about?” I ask yawning. “Mainly light versus dark, that sort of thing, or adaptations of that story like most fairy tales really. I’m going to read through again when I get chance. But for now I have other things to work on” Just as Johnny called it a night and for us to go to bed Will walked in and scooped up Rae in his arms. They left giggling and I couldn’t help but think they were so cute. They looked the perfect pair, they complimented each other in every way it wa

???'s POV Hazel grew up watching fairytales on Disney. She puckered her lips and kissed the Frog Prince with Tiana, just like Belle, she fell in love with the Beast. She and Gabrielle danced with Pocahontas in the wind, and she can't forget when she fought a war with Mulan. Fairytales had always been her thing. So her imagination conjured up what she thought the Fae World would look like; gold, silver, and shimmer everywhere. She even pictured pink talking clouds that tasted like cotton candy. But to her dismay, she wasn't prepared for the truth.

“When Miranda wanted to harm mom because of her grudge and dad saved her, that's when Miranda started targeting us. Because in the fairy tales of the Princess of the Lotus and the Ugly Witch, the witch has not been annihilated, in fact, in the stories made up by humans, the witch has at least a good ending." After that sentence, no one spoke, so the creaking sound of the forks and knives of the Elves who were busy eating could be heard clearly. It wasn't until a minute of silence fell that Wiggy was chuckling again. "Anything funny, Your Highness?" snapped Louise. “Of course there was… first the Tale of the Two Princes, then the Lotus Princess and The Ugly Witch, now Phillip and Lillian. We

She released herself from her mother's arm after a while and faced the fairies. "Fairies! We've wronged these wolves, for they are a part of Greiner, but however, their home was taken from them by our people" she waved her hands in the wolves direction and continued "it is the Great fairy mother's wish that they returned to their home and may we all leave peaceful again." Both fairies and werewolves nodded their heads in agreement. Conri then stepped towards Nuala and said to her; "Thank you, Nuala, For keeping your promise" Conri blinked and she threw her arms around Conri kissing him ardently on the lips. Conri returned the kiss slightly sliding his arms around her waist. They released eac

She took that chance and walked outside looking like she's not done with what she's doing yet. sera wanted to laugh at the child's imagination, so she said to her, trying to take it as far as she could, and what spell she might be doing now then? Are you hiding something? Or is she like a witch in the Snow White story? Or like the witch in Rapunzel's story? Or is it similar to Jafar in the story of Aladdin? The little girl looked at sera in amazement and said, "What is Snow White?" And who is this Rapunzel? Who is Jafar and who is Aladdin? Are they people from outside the island? Their names are very strange, but very beautiful at the same time.

With a gentle smile, Mitchell began reading a tale of enchantment and adventure from one of her favorite story books. "Once upon a time, in the enchanting land of a Faraway kingdom, there lived a curious little fairy named Sophia. With sparkling wings that shined like the stars in the night sky, Sophia had a special gift; she could make flowers bloom with a mere touch and bring joy to all living creatures.

Jordan asked. "20, 000 words," Trix replied dryly. Jordan whistled, not expecting that response. How could a slacker, sophomore with no writer experience write 20,000 words in one night. "What do have to write about," Jordan asked amused. "The retelling of a fairytale." "Which one are going to choose," Jordan asked a small smile on his face. Trix furrowed her brows in concentration. "I don't know," she said after a long gap of silence. Now more than ever, she wished that she had done that book review. She sighed frustrated.