Fanfiction Disney Novels & Stories

Fenrik My mind raced with uneasiness. She lowered my hand to her plumped breast as I caressed them thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned. She moved her mouth from my lips, kissing down my chest, as they landed on my nipples. She sucked on them with deep intensity. “Arrrgghh! Hmmm!” I moaned and groaned, my neck straining as I tried to settle my eyes on the moon ahead of us. “Do you like that, my Lycan?” Maera teased, her voice settling on me like ice on hot iron. “Or do you want me to go lower?”

Until dawn crept through the curtains. Until the package arrived. Until tomorrow became today. And the fantasy The forbidden, addictive, all-consuming fantasy Became forever. Fade out on the snow. On two new passports lying open on the dresser. On two gold bands glinting in the wea k morning light. On her moan soft, satisfied as he whispered against her skin: “The fantasy never has to end.”

Toby’s voice penetrated her frightened mind and she clung to it seeking her magic as the three men approached her, ‘Look at her, she’s lush, I’m going to enjoy this’ ‘Worth every penny, how many guys get to say they fucked a Disney Princess’ ‘Shut up and get on with it, just remember her ass is mine’

“That’s just nothing, Nash. Are you sleepy?” “Ate Alyana, let’s watch a Disney movie.” “Disney movie?” He nodded. I bit my nail, I do not know enough about Disney movies. “Pfft... what are you, a girl? Disney, for real? What kind of Disney is Cinderella?” asked Stephen, laughing. “Yeah, Cinderella! Why do you care?” he seriously questioned. Hayst, there they go again. “There’s nothing like that here—“

Maybe they were sisters. "Oh, sorry, baby sis. Can Riley come too, Kiara? Oh, and she's my sister. We're twins." Said, Cathy "Hi! I'm Kiara, but you guys can call me Kiki. And of course, you can come. The more, the merrier! I just can't believe you guys know about Disney. Every girl I've met usually just watches cartoons and animations from the wolf multiverse." I said "Yeah, they're nice and all, but they can't compete with what Disney's got!" Said Riley

I would like to express my sincerest gratitude to all of you who took their time to give my story a chance. It is my very first written work and it means so much to me that I was given the opportunity to share my imagined world of fairies in a version that combines contemporary and fantasy. Thank you for joining Arianna and the rest of my characters in their journey to the world of fantasy and reality. I hope my characters would stay in your memories forever as a source of inspiration as well as an escape from the bustles of daily living.

“You couldn’t remember the name Harry, but you could remember Zayn? I’m impressed. Next you’re going to tell me you’re writing One Direction fanfiction.” I stared at her. “How can you write fanfiction about real people?” “Oh, you sweet summer child.” She was laughing maniacally as she began typing into her phone. “It’s the Internet. Haven’t you heard of rule thirty-four?” I shook my head. I regretted going down this rabbit hole already. “You can find any kind of porn on the Internet. Duh.” Niamh cackled. “There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.”

Sources: Madeline Black herself. "It isn't?" My best friend teased me and I could imagine the look on his face. He would have an impish grin as he looked at me. "The whole world knows you're engaged... Except you. That's true Disney romance right there." "Micheal," I growled. He had the knack of throwing bants when I didn't fucking need them. "Tale as old as time, buddy," He continued as if I hadn't spoken. "Crazy and the Beast,"

Lana Castroff When I heard the story of Cinderella, all I could think of was stupidity. How can a poor girl like her marry a prince when the prince has a long list of beautiful and rich princesses? Disney stories are nothing but full of bullshit. They should make a realistic story because there's no such thing as a commoner marrying a prince charming or maybe a billionaire. We have our own circle and there's no way we would be attracted to those types of people. I want to laugh my ass off for people who believe in that.

???'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.