Grimm Fairy Tales Original Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The Blue Moon Inn was the respectable place to stay when in town. The part of her stories that turned everything upside-down was that she kept mentioning different fairies and their influence on the Inn, the Inn’s employees, and the guests. Her stories didn’t stop within the walls of the Inn. But the fairy and ghost stories worked into the town itself and the businesses. The odd part was she warned us it can confuse the Irish fairies that came here and settled with the original families and the nature spirits of the local tribes. Greta asked her for more information. Gabby informed her that someone else must fill her in on that as it wasn’t something Gabby delved into. So now Greta found dif

"Fairy tales are fictional stories to entertain people, mostly kids. A fairytale contains magical and various other nonsensical things. There are also stories about the lives of animals that can talk." "So, you're saying that I'm from a fairy tale?" Adro asked with his head tilted slightly. Grace chuckled as she shook her head. "I didn't mean to say that; I was just guessing. Many things are still mysteries in this world. But if I have to be honest, wizards, ogres, and dragons do sound impossible to exist in this world ... I mean, in my world." Grace suddenly remembered something. "Speaking of which, can you hide where you come from from my friends, please? Um... actually, it's better to hid

DEDICATED TO ALL FAIRYTALE LOVER…❤️ “Never in my life have I ever thought that my tale would sound like a fairytale!” [*****] Once upon a time....🥱sounds boring, right? Why wouldn’t it after all we grew up hearing this same thing, repeatedly, isn’t it? So let me start with something else.😉 Upon the brim of time, it was their wedding day. Yes, as I have mentioned in the teaser of this story, their story begins with exchanging rings. So this is how the modern fairytale embarked on a new unknown journey.💕💕

Fairy-Struck: Several types of conditions such as paralysis, wasting away, pining, and unnatural behavior resulting from an enchantment laid by an offended fairy. Once upon a time; isn't that how all fairy tales begin? Except this isn't your average fairy tale. There are no charming princes or wicked witches within these pages, and the fair maidens are more deadly than any big bad wolf. This is a fairy tale in the truest sense of the words; a story about fairies... the real story.

’ He sniffled. ‘Maybe I can find a way to fix that, too,’ I muttered, scanning the pages of an ancient, dusty book I’d found buried in Moon Chasm’s library. I didn’t find anything. There were old fairy tales, so old they barely seemed recognisable anymore, that spoke of affronted gods casting down their children and making the first wolves. Some were classic tales, like the one about three pups going too near a river and being turned into toads to save them from drowning; others were cautionary tales, warning young wolves away from humans and forbidding any sort of romances between us and them – all in a fun, rhyming sort of way, of course.

That part makes me laugh, but more from surprise than anything else. “Really? Romance novels? Does it have to be werewolf romances or can it be anything?” He takes a moment to consider, “No, I guess not. I mean, I just like books about true love. When I was a kid I was a big fan of fairy tales.” “Hans Christian Anderson or Brothers Grimm?” I quiz him. “Grimm.” His answer is short, with no moment of hesitation. “Same. Original or Disney version?” I continue my inquisition.

he said, lifting it by one corner and showing the cover to me, “is filled with the stories of our people. Every werewolf family has a copy, and all werewolf children grow up hearing the tales.” “So… they’re fairy tales like Cinderella? Or myths like Pandora’s Box?” I asked, taking the book and examining it. It was an old book with a dark green cover, embossed with gold scrolling around the edges and on the binding, with the title “The Goddess’s Tales” right in the center. Despite its age, it was still in wonderful condition, with hardly any deterioration.

he mumbled. Isobel’s face brightened. She looked more beautiful than I’d ever seen her before. “Great,” she said, “these books are super important to me. They’re first edition fairy tales with hand-drawn pictures. They’re really good pictures, too.” She began to gather an armful of crumbling old books. “Did you know, in some of the original versions of Cinderella, the wicked stepsisters cut off parts of their feet to fit them into the glass slipper?” Kit perked to attention and stopped holding my leg entirely. “Really?”

Victor added pointing towards me with an unfriendly look which I waved towards her. " Just when the old Luna and moon goddess was in, it was like a rule that triplets would be caused so anyone who gave birth to triplets In the human world made sure they separated their children immediately after birth Just to prevent the cause. So on the night of the full moon at both worlds, you three were born in this house indoors in the most hidden room so it can't be traced to anyone nor even the doctor in charge since all were werewolves. So you three parents died during a car accident then I hid the truth and just made you all love each other and still made those bonds even though I lied you were cous

// A/N: Author Charles Perrault wrote a fiary tale in 1697 called Le Petit Chaperon Rouge, later it was adapted into Little Red Riding Hood by the Brothers Grim Sorry the update was so late, <3 Happy Reading