Novel & Cerita Romance Fairy Tales

Loud bangs of thunder heralded the little Prince's arrival and neither were surprised when Merlin appeared. ‘The Prince?’ He took the baby from his mother's arms and walked to the open door of the balcony stepping outside into the maelstrom he held Prince Sebastian high, ‘Born from love Created by magic This world ignites From elements ecstatic A frog enchanted A Princess’s kiss This faery tale ended In love and bliss. The storm disappeared and the moon shone bright Merlin handed the baby back to the couple and smiled at the little family, ‘It’s over.’ He said simply and like all good faery tales they all live happily ever after. The End.

The duration of the kiss is longer than the first one, and it is the most thrilling thing I have ever felt on my lips. “Stop it. You’ve already caused me extra work,” she complains in her beautiful voice. But I can’t look away from her. “Colt, is she my mate?” He still doesn’t respond. Why isn’t he answering me? “I’ve been waiting for you.” I’ve never told anyone, but I’ve always dreamed of having a fairy tale life. Of having a princess I can love and cherish forever. “It hasn’t been that long,” she responds. Maybe not for her! I wonder how old she is? “Felt like an eternity,” to me, it has, anyway. No more talking. I need to be closer to her, I think, as I remove my shirt.

Ryker walked up to me and kissed my lips softly before disappearing with a smile on his face. "Why are you not freaking out about this?" I asked Mystrel. "Fairies and vampires are very promiscuous. They enjoy lots of sex with multiple partners until they fall in love with their true mate, I'll need to woo you so you only desire me," he grins and kisses my forehead. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist. I liked them both but had dreamt of Mystrel for years.

Before she could finish, Valeria burst in laughter and said mockingly, "Pfff!Haha! Are you saying that you were telling us child's stories, right now?!This is ridicilous, you are wasting our times" "Well, I don't really care about your time miss, but if you could refrain from interrupting me, that would be helpful." At her reply, Alphonse and Sebastian were having a hard time hidding their laughter, it infuriated Valeria who felt mocked. "Whaa?!.." Before she could retort Eleanor continued, "She once got a gift by a wandering traveler, it was a book about the witches. I love reading a lot so my grand mother gave it to me as a present, that's how I knew all about them..."

I guess her height is 176 cm which is 12 cm different from me, who has a height of 188 cm. She is beautiful, enchanting. A unique beauty, I called her beauty "fairy tale beauty". Is she from another country? She looks different from a common girl in this country. After a while, she finally realized that I was staring at her. That girl, Nadya, whom I didn't know her name at that time, saw me too. While I looked at her with a look full of admiration, she smiled at me. Her cheeks weren't red, maybe that's her "Candle skin" uniqueness, but I could sure that she was shy when I looked at her. And behold, even her gaze is so different; her gaze is gentle, delicate, and winning. I swear she looks li

THE DISCOVERY OF ELENA The News of the discovery of a winter fairy spread across far and wide of Winterfell. The celebration event still went on as the queen of Winterfell called Aurora came in, she had tall slim figure with nice curves, her wings were as golden as gold, her dress made with colourful flowers and leaves, her hair were as brown as chocolate, her lips deep as blood and a beautiful crown made of ice on her head. She had come to see the new fairies and gave each of them special names. The fairy Born of light she gave Lumina, the fairy Born of wind she gave Faye, the fairy Born of water she gave Anahita and the fairy Born of winter she gave Elena. They were all welcomed by every f

Leath looked out of nowhere and recalled her memories from her childhood, her most precious memories of home. "There's a festival that takes months of preparation when you go to Silvenia, it’s called White Day. Since everyone is invited, designers from Silvenia might come and take your measurements for your suits and gowns. You can choose your own personal designers but I doubt no one knows Silvenian fashion better than Silvenian designers. People can dance over a frozen lake, don't worry about falling because it's been frozen for years that no one even knows what it looks like when the ice is all thawed. There's a legend that if a wolf howls while you're dancing on the frozen lake, it means

Luna replied. "You'll only worsen your image." "Argh, fine," Luna said irritably. She then straightened up and forced a smile. "So, have you ever heard of fairy tales?" Luna asked, and her smile seemed to work. "I know one fairy tale, Cinderella," a little girl raised her hand enthusiastically. Luna looked at her and also noticed her tiny leg in a cast. "Smart girl. Can you tell us about it?" Luna asked. The little girl nodded eagerly. "Cinderella is a poor girl who was helped by a fairy godmother to meet a handsome prince," she said in a soft and cute voice.

Once upon a time, there was a girl who had a career she loved, and then one day, after years of searching, she found her Prince Charming. And now, they lived happily with their two kids in a perfect life they’d built together. Jade Doriana had always believed in fairy tales. In fact, when she was thirteen, she’d been asked to write a story in less than fifty words for a school assignment, and this had been the story she’d written. Now she was all grown up, but her belief hadn’t wavered even the slightest. She’d seen firsthand that fairytale romances existed, case in point the many happy marriages within her close circle of family and friends.

I remember taking her face in my small hand as I asked, "What is wrong?" "Nothing, my sweet Aurora. Something I hope you never understand. Now I believe I owe you a story." I eagerly would get under the covers and snuggle up close as she would braid my hair. Then she would open a small blue book titled, Fairytales for Fairy Princesses. "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful fairy princess," "I already like this story." "I know you do," she winked and kissed the top of my head. "Most of her life, the princess was protected by high towers, walls, and secret magic.”