Romantic Fairy Tales Novels & Stories

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

Fairy-Struck: Several types of conditions such as paralysis, wasting away, pining, and unnatural behavior resulting from an enchantment laid by an offended fairy. Once upon a time; isn't that how all fairy tales begin? Except this isn't your average fairy tale. There are no charming princes or wicked witches within these pages, and the fair maidens are more deadly than any big bad wolf. This is a fairy tale in the truest sense of the words; a story about fairies... the real story.

[Rosalynd] I’d like to say this is a happily ever after, and I guess in some ways it is. Girl meets boy. The boy turns out to be a wolf. The girl meets another boy, who is a witch, and then another boy who happens to be a leprechaun. They all fall in love and have a lovely life full of magic and love. But fairy tales only seem simple on the outside. And our story is still beginning.

How was it possible that one man looked as handsome as ten handsome men? How could something like that ever be fair? How was it fair that such man happened to fall in love with a woman like her? Her happy ending was happier than any happy endings ever recorded in history. Cinderella? Snow white? Rapunzel? Aurora? Tiana? Of all of the princesses in the world of fairytale, she was the one with the happiest ending ever. Sure she was not a princess neither was she getting married to a prince, but Romeo was ten times better than a prince. Better than a king.

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.

It’s really uncomfortable to try to sleep when someone is doing a samba in your uterus. Rose shrugged. “There’s a lot like that because then you get the Cinderella stories, the knights in shining armor stories, and the healing stories.” “What’s wrong with a good Cinderella story?” Heather asked. “I adore them, and almost every culture has one or two that have been printed as beautiful children’s books.” “Nothing is wrong with a good Cinderella story,” Rose started. I interrupted her. “Except when the prince turns out to be a giant dick, but she can’t escape him because he’s the most powerful alpha and they’re fated mates.”

“The one about the lonely princess and the dragon who took her away.” “That one’s sad, honey. Let’s read something happier.” I reached for the book on my nightstand, a massive, leather-bound volume of classic fairy tales that I kept handy for nights like this. I opened it to a random page, settling on a story about a mischievous tooth fairy. My voice was soft and dramatic as I began to read. “...and the fairy, with a flick of her tiny tooth-shaped wand, transformed the hunter’s prize-winning hound into a perfect little frog...”

She gives me a goofy smile, her cheeks turning red. “So, your five-year-old daughter is the mastermind behind your romantic gesture?” she teases. “Hey, she’s four. And yes. Ruby has me reading so many fairy tales and all that junk, so she’s always imaginin’ stories of princesses gettin’ rescued by princes,” I grimace at the idea of cliché love tropes. “Ha, well, she will definitely love having Pearl as a babysitter. Pearl is convinced she’s destined for a fairy tale romance too,” Saph laughs.

The key slipped from my hand on the bed as my arms went around his neck, pulling me closer to me. Within minutes we were on the bed, hurriedly taking off our clothes ready to join our bodies and souls as we drifted into the lands of intense zeal and lust. I closed my eyes enjoying the sensations. If you have never felt anything with such intensity then you just haven't found the right person for you because fairy tales do exist and we live our own different story in our own different way. Some stories are like the rainbow in winter snow, unexpected but oh so magical. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I grinned and added, "Okay, we'll start working on a novel called 'The Monster and the Flower.' Which I was working on. Because you already know I write fantasy romance, this novel falls into that category as well. Do you have any doubts about what I said?" He lifted his hand and stared at me like wanting me to pick him. "Stop teasing me and ask what you wanted to ask," I answered with a grin. He inquired, "Romance. I'm aware of what it is. But what exactly is fantasy romance?" "It is a work of fiction with mystical, non-human, and romantic aspects." "Like something from a fairytale?" Fairytale? Does he think I'm a children's book author? Don't be angry with him! He's your crush and has come