Fanfiction Disney Novels & Stories

Sorry for not introducing myself earlier on. You can call me “The Diwata”. It’s our local term for a Fairy Enchantress. Try to imagine me as a full-grown woman, but I’m actually a Fairy. So no, I do not look anything like Disney’s Tinkerbell. I will be your storyteller in all the stories in the book. And just like everything you read here, it’s up to you to decide which is real, and which is not…

Reading the text left me feeling completely drained. I tossed my phone onto the coffee table and collapsed backward into the couch. How could a man be this deeply unhinged? He was well into his 40s, yet he had spent the last two decades roleplaying as a spoiled prince. Thinking back to Hannah's enabling behavior, I realized that she was largely to blame for this monster. Alicia bombarded my phone with messages all night, but I didn't reply to a single one.

I’d deleted the account ages back. Or hadn’t I? I couldn’t remember. “How the hell–” “Doesn’t matter anyway,” she gave a smug grin, satisfied with the reaction she’d gotten from me. She sat up, the sheets pooling down to her waist, revealing her bare tits which were still flushed from earlier. “I’ve fantasized about it. About you tying me up and hurting me just enough, making me scream your name in tears as you make me come so hard I forget your name.” I stared at her. Twenty one today. Spencer’s little girl and she was already asking for the side of me I’d buried because it was too dark, too risky, way too much to explain to anyone; especially not the daughter of my best friend.

“She’s the last person on my mind when I sleep and my first thought when I wake up. I miss her when I eat, study, sleep. I feel like crying loudly when I go into your bedroom and I see her empty space.” “Honey, but I’m trying my best to fulfill all your requirements. You know you’re my eldest daughter and I love you more than anyone” My dads eyes filled with tears as he spoke to me. “This huge mansion full of furniture and a 100 servants is still empty without mom. These fancy dresses and money can’t replace my mother.” I cried. “There’s no one to look after Anna and Zac. Anna is just 15 and Zac is 10. They need a mother. I totally agree that you’re trying your best and you love me the most

Rumpled- Book 1 of The Steamy Fairytale Collection Eighteen years ago, when Rian, the greatest elf lender, was banished for asking for his payment—the young princess promised to him, he sought shelter in an old, dank castle. Filled with hate and resentment, his heart darkened with malice. But when a simple maiden, Ciara, asks for a warm bed and a hot meal, his once dark heart and other unmentionables twitch in desire once he realizes that she is his promised princess. As punishment for the kingdom’s ostracizing, Rian imprisons her, his only drive, to satisfy Ciara beyond her imaginations till she desires him… in return.

I placed them on the countertop and sat beside her, dipping my index finger and licking the icing. “You had your cake and your hotdog, so now, tell me, what’s with Disney?” I needed to understand. If we need to go to Disneyland tomorrow, I will have Samantha arrange our flight tonight. “It’s the magic, Blake. It’s like my dull life becomes colorful,” Her eyes twinkled. “It has spells, powers, curses... princesses,” Tara now drifted away like she was in a dream. I looked at her as she answered, smiling. “Did you know that Peter Pan was my first love?” She giggled. “I wish I were Wendy, and I would love to live in Neverland with him,” She smiled again, taking another cake in her mouth. “I once

Jake Pov Today's a beautiful day, the birds are singing beautifully and the trees and the flowers are looking fresh and beautiful.... Today I have an important mission, I am bent on making Jenny forget about her worries inculding Dave problems,and Jean and Alice singing and dancing school which they started a week after my parents returned,are you surprised? I know she didn't tell you, she's so forgetful but she never forgets anything to do with her cat. I don't know if it has her in a trance or something bebecause I would love to try it.

She asks with a small grin. "Nothing animated" I reply. "Awwww! Why not?!" I turn my head to see Amelia as she pouts out her bottom lip. A small laugh escapes my lips before I reply. "Because animated movies are for kids, which I am not" "But what about the nostalgia? I love watching old Disney movies, they make me feel like a little kid again" Her tone is almost dream like. Of course she loves Disney movies, she practically is a Disney princess character. Beautiful, kind, full of hope and promise; I just hope that I'm not the bad guy who tries to ruin everything for her. Do I want to be the knight in shining armour? The prince who gives her a brand new life and with whom she will live happi

A father as terrifying as Baba, a mother as cowardly as Mama, and a sister as sweet as Cara. A tear slipped from the corner of her eyes as she wrote down the characters’ goals. She only wanted one thing, maybe two. Taking a deep breath, she tapped a key on her keyboard. This was her story, and she would write herself a happy ending. Hana wrote until her fingers went numb. But somehow, she couldn’t get herself to stop. It was so easy to picture every scene and change the settings from contemporary to fantasy. To watch Kyle, a dragon rider in her story, burn down the men who tried to harm her with his dragon. She named it K.

“I've also heard that Disney has released a new animation. I want to see it.” “Alright, I’ll book the tickets now.” Martin was thrilled that she was so easily appeased, quickly pulling out his phone to make the call: “Book five tickets for the 8 o'clock Disney animation.” Fannie looked at him with disdain and, after he finished the call, said dismissively, “Would you be helpless without Alan?” Martin was confused: “...??” Fannie continued, “Even buying movie tickets, you have him handle it? He really doesn’t have an easy job earning your money.”