Indian Rapunzel Novels & Stories

I’ll never disappoint my parents like that again and will try to make less trouble for myself and for others. I stepped outside and watched everyone do their works. Mom and Lena are still busy entertaining the guests which now have reached forty in numbers. One of them is our island’s elder, Nana Alona who is also a half-fairy like me. She also has long pointed ears but she doesn’t have a wings like a real fairy and so is me. She suddenly met my gaze that made my heart beat fast. She smiled to ease the awkward silence between us.

Theobald, his elder son Randal and two other imprisoned rebel warriors, transported Runolf in a litter made up of a pallet placed on four intertwined wooden rods with a small awning that shelter its passenger from the rain. Runolf got out of the litter to stretch his body. He approached the side of the path lit by a torch his lieutenant brought near him, to relieve his bladder. At opening his heavy bearskin coat, he uncovered a torso full of tattoos and a thick neck bearing an iron ring that had a small oval-shaped topaz embedded into it.

She had already put sleeping drugs in the drink she kept for him, she planned to let him get tipsy and then they both have sex and she would get pregnant for him but now all her plans are ruined because of that stupid Hannah, she thought angrily. She hated Hannah so much and she was going to hurt her like she did in the past. She still couldn’t believe Hannah had gotten married to Brandon and she has an octuplet that looks so much like Brandon. And she doesn’t go by the name Hannah anymore, she now goes by the name Cinderella Mackenzie…. Rhoda’s investigator had called her during the day after she had left Brandon’s company and told her what he found. She still couldn’t believe everything th

Emilia grasped her hands and began desperately, "W-We shared t-those meals with plastic toys at Mc Donalds on fridays and sometimes watched movies about princesses w-with the longest hair all night without sleeping a minute- what was her name again?" Rapunzel. As a kid, she had fantasized of being her and that her actual parents were the king and the queen who would take her away from the wretched poverty. But then again, her mother was no witch, quite opposite in fact who had given her all the freedom in the world and that had upset Marilyn. She didn't like the feeling of guilt. "No!" Marilyn shouted suddenly, her eyes fluttering open. She couldn't take it anymore- she couldn't hurt her mum

There was a vein on her forehead that began to bulge and the woman looked as if she were about to explode. I started to step away from her, “Who in the world do you think I am?” “You are Isabella! Ella! Cinderella! The bitch who made my life hell! So, I am returning the favor!” Just then she wrapped her hand around my throat and threw me into the wall that I had recently had her back pinned to. She grunted before she asked “How else do you explain not dying when those rats showed up in your shed?! You are Isabella reincarnated so you are immune to the damn illness!” She was the one to put the rats in the shed that she threw me in.

"is that okay?" It took a while before she nodded. "If it's a yes, then you can nod, then if it's a no, you just have to shake her head, yeah?" She nodded again, and I sighed before thinking of what to say. "You know . You kind of look like this Princess called Rapunzel… she has a long hair pretty much like yours. But since calling you Rapunzel is quite weird, is it okay if I just call you Princess.. " She suddenly glanced up and stared at me in shock, light in her eyes .

I said after a sip. She was silent. There was a snap of two young ladies on the mantelpiece above the fireplace. I went near nd looked at it. “My daughters,” there was pure delight in her voice. The same sweet voice, I thought. “The elder one resembles you a lot,” I said. She smiled. Something stirred in my heart as I watched the three lines, still prominent at the corners of the hazel eyes. “She is Rupali, doing a course in fashion technology in Delhi. The younger- I call her Paru- is in a boarding school in Ootty. She is in the twelfth standard.”

She was saying she wanted her eyes just like Pascal, the chameleon from Rapunzel. "You are just the cutest aren't you Rapunzel? Come I'll do your nails then you can do mine, I want rainbow color nails can you do that? Are you up for the challenge?" I said as she was skipping her way to the so called nail station that Angie had set up in front of the TV.

Tangled- Book 5 of The Dark Fairytales (An Erotic Retelling of Rapunzel) Trapped in a huge castle from birth by her mother, Rapunzel itches for the taste of the land beyond it. When a petty thief, Noah tells her to drop her hair, she's intrigued by his masculine features and becomes desperate to flee from her obsessive mother. When she finally does, she's thrown into a world filled with passion and with the clock ticking, she struggles to hide from her mother and pursue her innermost ambitions- ride a cock.

I'm in Disneyland, though I have never been there. A Blue Jay roamed around me, and I followed it as it flew in the direction of the woman in the center. The birds land on her elegant finger as it chirps. I study the woman gets every detail while I admire her beauty. She sat, to her side, showing her womanly posture. Her skin is light like porcelain, and her hair is as dark as mine but more vibrant and long almost to the floor - Rapunzel's hair. Flowers were decorating her hair as butterflies flew around it, making her appear more like a Goddess than a queen. Compared to my hair, I wish I would ask what kind of shampoos she uses to keep her hair so healthy and smooth. Her dress is unique as