Fairy Tales Bluebeard Novels & Stories

My family would pay respect to our mother at her grave and after that we would celebrate the Red Moon Day on the outskirts of our tribe, precisely at the borders of Crescent tribe and Nebula tribe where I would meet my future husband. I tied the lace of my black dress, my hair was in ponytail with no makeup on. I was going to meet my future husband today and that thought couldn't even excite me a little bit. I gave up every pleasure of mine for this tribe and now I was going to give up on my love too. If only I could have that precious thing called love, such an extraordinary thing to feel, to has that no one could took it away from you. Someone knocked on my door "it's time to leave" That w

This warrior started following this beautiful and seductively dressed lady as she was leading him to a house that had suddenly appeared in the bush. The house is so beautiful and decorated with flowers. At first, he wanted to wonder how come such a house would be in the middle of nowhere, but he was already enchanted by the gracefulness of this lady. He followed her into the house and as she closed the door behind her after she has led him in, she turned into a black ferocious looking beast with sharp claws and teeth and wanted to attack the warrior with its claws but the warrior reacted so fast and escaped through the window. Immediately he jumped out of the window, he realized it was a vis

An eye for an eye as the saying goes. “I don’t care if she is hurt or not,” I huffed, already tired of this conversation. She would be executed as soon as I walked away from the cell. “She has taken my most loyal soldier from me, and the debt will be paid.” “Most loyal solider?” A small voice rang out through the cell, so soft I almost missed it. My eyes slid to the women, and I watched her stiffen at the words. Slowly she turned her head to look at me. A small, pale, and flawless face was framed by her long black and curly hair. Her skin looked almost porcelain in the grimy lighting of the dark and damp cell. Thick pink lips that had a gash straight down the middle, taking nothing away from

He added "Why don't you tell your pet dogs to let that fairy go, I am who you need." Nuala stared at his burning eyes as they glowed in the dark, she could see he had brown hair, and he was tall, well-built and so hot. Though that didn't matter as he was her enemy. "Is she special to you?" He looked at her questioningly, amazed at her audacity. "All fairies are special to me." Nuala tried to hide her eagerness for her mother's safety, but was failing.

Modern Fairytale© 2020 by Dazzling Star. All Rights Reserved Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Perhaps it doesn't support any act of violence or activities against society. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. DEDICATED TO ALL FAIRYTALE LOVER…❤️

“What stories?” “Well, um, you told…Geneva told them to me. The first tale was about a fairy that fell in love with a human. However, this human craved jewels and treasure and did not care about this fragile fairy. So, he persuaded the fairy to lead him to all the fairies’ riches. He stole it and never looked back, while the fairy, in her own heartbreak and guilt, lay down upon a white lily…closed her eyes and never opened them again.” “That’s awful,” said Grace.

Majori’s POV: I… am not dead? With great effort, I lifted my eyelids, feeling exhaustion deep to the bone. The first thing I saw was a high ceiling covered in old European motifs. The gilded patterns had faded with time, forming roses and winding grapevines that intertwined like a frozen garden suspended in the air. At the center hung a massive crystal chandelier, its glass droplets scattering faint light across the ceiling cold, yet exquisitely beautiful. This… was the room Vincent had given me when I first came to the Silverfang Pack.

My mother (Nivaan's wife) told me and described her feelings as if she felt nothing but darkness around her. I remembered. I remembered everything she had told me as a child. When I was a little girl, Maa would tell me a story about BEAUTY and the BEAST. I always listened to her with great interest. That is, outside of the house, far away from the city, deep in the jungle, there will be a very large Castle and Prince Alpha, who will be living alone in the castle, waiting for his little princess. I laughed at the end of the story when she said that I would be his little princess, and he would come to get me and hide me from the outside world.

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

"Yeah, but do you really need all these clever things? I mean who really buys a stupid table with a yin-yang symbol on it." "Me for instance," Bella huffs as she pushes herself into my side again. "And I still don't see what you have against the congeniality of the Omtyckt place mats, the Husvik lamps, the Pränt box or the Beata Orkide duvet covers." I can't hold back a loud laugh when I see his horrified expression at her fluently counting off the different items on her fingers. "Now you're just making that all up."