Love And Fairy Tale Quotes Novels & Stories

Little Fairy pressed her face into Darryl's chest and nodded as she said weakly, "Darryl, please hug me tightly. I love this feeling." Darryl embraced her in his arms tighter; his hands trembled. "Tighter... I feel so cold…" Little Fairy could feel that her body had turned lighter, and her mind had started to get blurred. Little Fairy knew that she would die soon. However, she tried her best to keep herself conscious. She said weakly, "Darryl, do you have any other love stories? I want to listen to more. I want to listen a hundred more, and yet it will never be enough. "

Waiting to be freed from the frozen bastille where it was caged. Mom used to tell me, it's hard to forget true love. It can be buried by time but it will take so long to forget it. In her case, she never did. Even decades later he has not been able to turn to others. I put in my mind that, that kind of love is a legend. Rare but very heart felt. Though at the same time, my vision of love was tainted on what I observed in my generation. It is a miracle to see pure love. Something as that can't be pure. That’s what I imprinted in my mind as a kid so I couldn’t believe in fairytales.

and if that isn't magic then I cannot say what is. Love is sweet, yet more as fresh fruit than candy or confectionary. Love is colourful, yet more as summer blooms than the neon lights of frenetic city streets. Love is steady and forgiving, yet more as the wise mother than the servant in chains. Love hears and speaks with the wisdom of the heart, with a sense of the soul of the other. In love we have our "forever home" and it gives us the ability to fly so freely, joyfully returning when each heart calls for the other's touch.

"You have seen what I have seen. You witnessed what I witnessed. The grand power of the Aresta, vivid and clear as the summer sun." Sam murmurs: "Yes." Solis walks back and forth. A butterfly lands on his shoulder. "A long time ago, my late wife, the Fairy Queen, told me a story." For a few seconds, all that can be heard is the sound of the waterfall. "She told me..." He pauses, sighing with regret and longing for his former companion. "A story about us fairies. And the humans. A story that was passed down through generation after generation, until it came to her."

When she finally speaks, her voice has taken on a different quality—more honest, more dangerous. "Do you know what I've learned in my forty-one years on this planet, Grayson?" Lord knows I just want to get this over with. "Enlighten me." "Love is a fairy tale. A pretty lie we tell ourselves to make the brutality of existence more palatable." She stands up, moving closer to me. "The sooner you accept that, the sooner you can start making real choices instead of emotional ones." "So you don't love him." I ask even though it’s obvious.

People around the room clapped. Then Jin cleared his throat and continued, “I once believed that fairy tale romances and happy-ever-afters did exist in real life. I believed that there existed a love that can consume you… make your heart flutter in one second and break it in the next. I even believed in love at first sight. I believed that there can be only one soul meant for each of us. And if you find it, never let it go. Hold on to it. Cherish it.” There were cheers from the crowd. Vanessa smiled wildly.

Because if you truly love someone, you'll never hurt that person. Now the word "love" seemed to be a fairy tale. No one truly loved her. No one. And it's about time she forgets the word "love" ever existed.

“What stories?” “Well, um, you told…Geneva told them to me. The first tale was about a fairy that fell in love with a human. However, this human craved jewels and treasure and did not care about this fragile fairy. So, he persuaded the fairy to lead him to all the fairies’ riches. He stole it and never looked back, while the fairy, in her own heartbreak and guilt, lay down upon a white lily…closed her eyes and never opened them again.” “That’s awful,” said Grace.

When Eleanor asked that question, Lise snapped out of her thoughts and answered, "Well, that is because of my reason for being her...Also, can you tell me the spell you used to get out of the forest? Because that in itself is a miracle, even us witches didn't know how to undo the curse..." "Yes, of course I will tell you about that later. Although, it may look like a miracle in other's eyes but it was out of pure luck if you ask me." "No! believe me, there is no luck in every single things that happened to you and I will tell you the reason."

"What?" Cynthia blushed instantly, raised her hand to her hair, and said, "I'm long past the age of love at first sight. How can I fall in love with someone so easily? Besides, I...I’m just an ordinary worker bee and he’s the son of the richest man in the city. Do I have even the slightest possibility with him? Cinderella and the Prince falling in love could only happen in a fairy tale. There's even a song that says ‘Fairy tales are all lies…’” "Sigh...yeah, in real life, Cinderella and the Prince, aren’t supposed to get together, are they?"