Indian Rapunzel Novels & Stories

"What's your name?" I hesitated for only a moment. "Rayne." His eyes flicked slowly over my face, then dropped toward the silver hair spilling loose over my shoulder. "Rayne." He repeated it slowly, like he was testing the shape of it against his own tongue. "I was going to call you Rapunzel." I frowned. "Why?" He gestured toward my hair. "Silver, that long? You look like you walked straight out of a fairy tale." I touched my hair self-consciously, my fingers catching at the loose waves. "I'm not a princess."