Fairy Tales With Villains Novels & Stories

Odette quizzed in disbelief. "Only if you agree that you won't harm anyone in this room." Elaine added again. "That sounds like a fair deal, however I have one condition of my own to add." The witch pitched. "Go on…" She prompted, nervous to hear this extra condition. "I will leave your kingdom alone if you help me retrieve my sister's soul, however if you return empty handed, your soul becomes mine for eternity." Odette laid out.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

No matter how good a dream is, we always have to snap back from it. All fairy tales usually have a happy ending, the prince saves the princess from an ogre, a knight in shining armor saves a lady from a hulky brute of a man and so forth. But the world lies, that is not what always happens. Fairy tales rarely have a happy ending. The prince will save the princess and trip down some stairs, fall down and break his neck. Or the lady will live for a few years as a wife to the night and die from child birth. The story tellers never give the actual tale, the sell what appeases to the eye and heart.

Because you see, this princess wasn't made for Prince Charming. She wasn't made for all things good in the world. No, this princess was made for me. So in this fairy tale, Prince Charming doesn't win. And the princess doesn't get to choose. My little flower for my eyes only. I'll pluck her petals and watch her die. Because in this fairy tale the villain wins. And I will make the princess MINE!' –Q. Holt

I could feel my legs getting weak and I just wanted to curl up into a ball. “The monster is the souls of all the dark magic users who were killed by the past ruler of the country. They had a dream one day about losing all their power because of someone with dark magic so they decided to kill anyone with dark magic who lived in their kingdom. But that wasn’t enough for them. They were nervous about losing their throne so they decided to send their knights out of the kingdom to kill anyone who had dark magic.” Fox's voice was slowly disappearing in the background as I started to see images in my head of people being killed in different ways.

"I think all places have horror stories for kids, guys." Naoki chuckled. "Why don't we exchange them to pass the time?" "Sure," Jai smirked. He ransacked his brain to remember every single fairy tales he got from his previous life. The Grimms, the Andersens, and else he got from his Japanese friend. A big smile came to his face as he had decided on what to share. "I got some masterpieces to tell." "We can only squeeze in one story for each of us, Jai. Don't take my turn," Darrion protested, crossing his hands on his chest and lifting himself off the ground. The blonde floatee about a feet off the ground and stayed like that.

"It's about the princess in the castle. Mommy made it for me. This one is my favorite!" That's when I realize there are a number of scrapbooks in a corner of the shelf. "Your mom made these stories for you?" "Yes." Riya quickly clambers into bed. "She even draws me pictures. See?" She points towards a hand-drawn picture of a princess sitting in a chair. It's a simple fairytale about a poor princess who was stuck in a tower by an evil king. As I flip through the story, the plot turns complex and yet childlike, introducing the evil king's two sons, the mean Gustav and the kind Roran.

My mother’s cruel reign still breathes here, still stings even beyond her rule. Then another question cuts through me. “And the father of the child within you?” My spirit rebels. No. I will not speak it. For a heartbeat, I almost believe my mother alone is the villain. But looking around—the men and women together, united by exile, their eyes filled with old scars—I see it clearly. Varyn is a villain in their story too.

His kingdom not only contained Dark Faeries, but under his rule there was the trolls, ogres, the were community answers to him as well, pixies and the nasty little leprechauns that Belle despises. "Sorry Aaron I had a visitor that showed up unannounced." She walked up to him and smiled. For a king he was very powerful. He had elite warriors that could steal other faerie powers. Which made them even more scarier. To Jasmine that would be scary but to her it made her respect him even more. "Oh my god Aaron, you will not believe what Belle is!" Belle's head snapped so fast and her eye's narrowed dead straight on Jasmine. "Jasmine, what did I say earlier before we came down here."