Rapunzel Tickled Novels & Stories

she whispered. Richard let out a quiet breath, the corners of his lips twitching into a reluctant smile. "Alright then... but only if you promise not to interrupt." She raised a hand clumsily, her pinky wobbling in the air. "Promise." He arched a brow, amused despite himself. "You sure about that?" Annabelle nodded earnestly, eyes wide and innocent. "Cross my heart." Richard smirked, shaking his head in disbelief. "Alright then... once upon a time, there was a girl named Rapunzel - she had the longest hair you could imagine. So long it could touch the floor when she stood on a chair."

Shirley teased when he came close to the table she was leaning on, to place the baked tacos. "That would be a great idea Rapunzel. Although your dad might just end up killing you," he obliged her with a smile. She scoffed. "Whatever… He has no say about my love life. I can be with whoever I want. Too bad, I have only been meeting frogs. Who knows, you could be the prince charming I am looking for," she taunted, a smug smile playing on her lips. He chuckled. It weirdly sounded like music in her ears, compelling her smile to widen.

Despite my attempts to suppress my laughter, it proved impossible. Suddenly and unexpectedly, Jasper playfully pulled me onto the bed and declared, "Tickle war!" My initial reaction was one of panic, and I struggled vigorously to break free from his grasp, but he was too strong for me. The tickling began, and I couldn't help but burst into laughter, even as my sides began to ache. In a moment of desperation, I cried out for assistance.

I suggested. “Shit, really?” Liam grumbled, but he understood that sometimes being a knight meant following the rituals and ceremonies of the fairy brethren, so he stepped back from the base of the tower. “Rapunzel! Rapunzel!” He called out grandly, deepening his voice. “Let down your hair!” Aien and I both looked up and quickly swung to the side cursing as a heavy chain of hair tumbled down tearing through the leaves and flowers of the vine. The hair tightened considerably under Liam’s weight and Aien and I exchanged a grimace of sympathy for Rapunzel above us.

I might be a jerk but when it came to my family and tribe no one was worse than me. As I was enjoying her coughing and multiple failed attempt to break free from my grasp, a hand grabbed my leg I got scared and kicked it to broke myself free from it but what shocked me more was my own brother was the one trying to stop me from torturing her. He again grabbed my leg and pleaded. "Please-don't hurt her-"

I watched as she closed her eyes deeply and casted a very powerful spell. Immediately, a wave of energy rushed through me, and it felt like a cleansing. I grunted, then coughed. I doubled over painfully, and vommited out what looked too gooey to identify. Zipphora stared at it, and nodded. I felt my energy returned to me and so did my rage in full force. “That fucking bitch tried to kiss me. She thought I would have fallen for her deciet, as if I wouldn’t have seen past the cloak.”

I would look great in this. I took a bath and wore the dress. Now I look like a real fairy. I prepared my hands and let out a small amount of black energy and tried to control it to fix my hair. The energy slowly picked up the brush and gently brushed my hair. I smiled at the mirror because of the little achievement that I have achieved. I feel like my power slightly became controllable after the incident the last two days, it made me happy. I hope my parents allows me to take the exam.

There was no audience. Just us. He spun to face me. “What the hell was that?” “A dance,” I said, breathless. His voice dropped dangerously low. “You were flirting.” “So?” His eyes flared. “You’re mine.” “We never said that.” He stepped closer, furious and gorgeous and completely unraveling. “You wore my favorite color. You danced with a man who’s been trying to buy out one of our partners for six months. You smiled at him.” “Maybe I wanted to see if you’d notice.”

She clapped her tiny hands happily, fiddling with Charlie's hair. "Come, come and see my new castle. Granddad got it for me." She wiggled out of Charlie's arm and grabbed her by the wrist. "Let's go, sweetheart." Charlie replied heartily, rushing past with Lia, who didn't bother to say hi to me before brushing past. "Oh… Uncle Jayden, meet my best friend in the world. She's the good nurse."

“What were you thinking? Rapunzel? Really? Hiding out in a tower like some lost fairytale?” Don laughed and began to circle him, with his hands clasped behind his back. “You mock it now, but I know exactly what I’m doing. A tower painted in pink and purple, gold-trimmed mirrors, soft lights… one might think it belonged to a woman obsessed with princesses. Maybe even one who cried over Rapunzel.”