Romantic Fairy Tale Novels & Stories

This tiny fairy chose Roseanne, a mere human, as her master? “She must like you,” Dmitri goes on. “Fairies are attracted to pretty women. Just like how I am to you, darling.” Roseanne draws a sharp breath, putting up a defensive stance. Dmitri inches closer to her, his large frame easily engulfing her petite self. She is rigid when he comes closer and raises his hand to touch her. Roseanne wants to push him off into the water but the mate bond would not let her move. Her heart is beating wildly. He is leaning too close to her, his gorgeous features highlighted by the dim sunlight which is creeping into the sky. The red eyes of the Duke are hungrily eyeing her and he flashes a smile, slightly

“Once upon a time Elora , the kind-hearted princess, lived in a majestic castle surrounded by a lush garden filled with sparkling fountains and vibrant flowers. She had hair as golden as the sun and eyes as blue as the clearest summer sky. “So one evening, as the stars began to twinkle, Elora, the fairy godmother, appeared before her and said, tonight, dear Elora, you shall attend the Royal Ball of Dreams.” “So with a wave of her godmother’s wand, Elora chamber filled with a soft, ethereal glow. Her gown transformed into a beautiful dress of silk and diamonds, and her hair was adorned with a crown.” I looked at Ella to see if she’s still awake and to my surprise she is and her eyes is fixate

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.

Happily ever after is overrated. “No I’m not, Cinderella has a step-mother who is wicked and 2 step-sisters and I don’t have any. Besides, Cinderella’s life changed when she married her prince charming. My life is not like hers… it’s just messed up, fairy tales like that do not happen in this lifetime already.” I said as I laugh at the idea of it. He smiles and faces me with this uncertain expression on his face. “I am glad to see you laughing now. You seem to be so down and... you might be right, but will I- will we ever going to see you again?” he said.

Rara announced with a grin, addressing the fairies with a sense of purpose. The fire fairy, a figure of flickering flames and intense eyes, stepped forward with a resigned sigh. “Since you’re here, we must explain the rules of the Chosen Lady. First, you are considered holy and must guard against any impure thoughts. Second, you are expected to assist people and nations in times of crisis. Third, you must foster harmony between humans and the supernatural.” The water fairy, with a serene, flowing demeanor, added, “There are additional minor rules, which we will disclose as needed.”

No matter how good a dream is, we always have to snap back from it. All fairy tales usually have a happy ending, the prince saves the princess from an ogre, a knight in shining armor saves a lady from a hulky brute of a man and so forth. But the world lies, that is not what always happens. Fairy tales rarely have a happy ending. The prince will save the princess and trip down some stairs, fall down and break his neck. Or the lady will live for a few years as a wife to the night and die from child birth. The story tellers never give the actual tale, the sell what appeases to the eye and heart.

On the other hand, Iridescent the ‘Heart Manipulator’ amped their attraction to each other. Indeed, it was a fairytale story in the making. The lovers lived in a happy bubble created by the fairies who interfered daily to mold their interactions to perfection. Gallus, dubbed as the Prince of Mischief at that time, disliked how things were. When people’s planned day turns into a bloody mess or bump into an unexpected hurdle, Faes would say: “Shoo away the Prince of Mischief, he’s the culprit.”

No matter what she said, that’s how they would view it. Being name bound was marriage in Faerie. Of course, Bailey was not aware of that fact, and none of princes seemed inclined to inform her. The quicker this was over, the quicker he could return to his Court and forget the little Halfling and the half hold she had on his heart already.

Children play knights and princesses at corners of the kingdom, mimicking the victorious feat of the army. Tea houses packed with visitors as the storytellers tell the romance of the guard and the queen, and how they conquered the trials that came between them even when they were worlds apart, and yet they still go against the tide of fate to be together in the end. Telling the tale of romance that one could only imagine. A romance that seemed to be woven from the great minds of the greatest storytellers in the kingdom. With youngsters listening to the tale, looking out of the store’s windows to gaze at the towering walls of the palace and the infrastructure behind the solid wall. Imagining

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