Fairy Tales Robin Hood Novels & Stories

???'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.

“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.

Seeing that she would not give up from siding the night roamer, he decides to tell her a story to compliment her belief. “You know, according to our popular children stories, some believe he is a handsome prince from a far away kingdom made of gold, and enchantment and magic. While others believes he is a demon that haunts evildoers and people of little conscience until they give up their evil ways, or pay for their sins with blood” He narrates, captivating her attention. “Tell me more please?” She pleads with irresistible eyes. “You are in luck, as I am a lover of myth!” he gestures towards a dry piece of log just opposite them.

I glance around, and I see no dry eyes in the room! Who says knights don't cry!? The next song was merrier, although bloodier. The Tales of "Robin of the Hood." All the men in the hall laughed at the hero's antics, meting out justice to deserved villains. We all clap and cheer when the singer ends his tale. "Our next singer is my newly acquired Page!" The Duke shouts jovially to the crowd. Wait, what?! I lean next to him, "My lord. I can't sing!" Panic had infused me. I can sing, but I sing

She shifted so she could see us all, “My mom used to tell me a story, a fairy tale of sorts that her dad, King Phanton, used to tell her as a child. Seriously, just hear me out first before y’all laugh at me. 'Once upon a kingdom, A long time ago remembered as Riocht, There lived a King who ruled over all the kingdoms, He fell in love with a beautiful princess and ruled the land with a stern But fair hand, they lived happily for a long time. But the king’s brother was jealous of his power, And wanted it for himself. So he hatched a plan to take over and began a war on the King. The brother betrayed the king and poisoned him Before stabbing him in the heart with a silver knife. The Queen was

***** Fairy Kingdom: Queen Flora, the Fairy Queen and her Globin husband went outside when they heard the biggest uproar in their palace. Everywhere was filled in darkness and it was only with the help of the fairy Queen magical light which she used to lighten up the palace, they were able to see what lay ahead of them. Coming out to their courtyard, they saw a man with Rae. All their Fairy and Goblin warriors had gathered to protect their queen and king as they walked majestically to meet the stranger and Rae.

The woman felt that the speaker was already beside her, clenching her shoulders. Ironically, her trembling body was stiff. Without her head moving, she glanced at her cold shoulders, eventually closing her eyes as the voice continued speaking. “Such a hypocrite. You have always loathed those who enjoy themselves, while you break your bones. Trying to earn money for your needy family.” The woman tried to move her head to ask help from the animals that accompanied her. But to her surprise, everything had become pitch-black. “Who are you trying to ask for help? The magical trees and animals that you saw? Your… Phantasm?”

Closing his eyes Robin watched him adorn a sad expression as a cool breeze blew between the two. "Perhaps I just grew up and realized that the world was much more different than in the fairytales we were told as kids." "Perhaps so" She agreed, lowering her gaze to the table as her mind wandered off to the days when she would spend hours in her home attic reading tons of books and dreaming of travelling the world on an adventurous excursion to find a valuable artefact.

he asked, his voice filled with a longing for more. Mama Hazel, her heart warmed by his enthusiasm, smiled. "Of course, Theo. What kind of story would you like to hear?" Theo, his eyes sparkling with mischief, grinned. "Tell me a story about a princess who can fly!" And so, Mama Hazel, her imagination ignited by Theo's request, spun a tale of a princess who could soar through the sky on the back of a giant, feathered bird. She described the princess's adventures, her encounters with talking animals, and her quest to save a kingdom from a wicked sorcerer.

"Let me tell you a story, sweetheart." "Once upon a time, there was a princess called Karina who had been locked up in a mystical tower her whole life by the fairies. You see, the fairies stole her when she was a baby. The fairies said she was too beautiful to be shown to the world, you know as beautiful as you," he pinched her cheek which made the girl giggle before he continued.