Sexy Fairy Tales Novels & Stories

"This spell was cast by a fairy, and as you know that they all have gone in hiding since the war that raged amongst themselves." Anastasia does seem a bit amused; what on earth does have the woman so captivated in inner laughter at a time like this. With a tiny giggle, she soon speaks her mind. "Sebastian, did you just say fairy?" "Indeed, my beloved, I did." "Like in Peter Pan, that little girl thingy with the wings? Did that little tiny person cast a spell on a book? How big is the book?" "I see you have grown a funny bone in your body. That little fairy is actually very much the size of you and me. You should not believe everything that you read."

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.

** I was twenty-three and untouched. I wanted my first sex to be perfect. Not hurried, not done with a sick conscience, and not with someone who would abandon me. Something about loving fairytales as a girl inspired that belief. I could think of nothing better than the one man who would kiss my poisoned lips like Snow White, or rescue me from the witch like Rapunzel. I wanted to be sought like Cinderella, and to be lost like Alice in Wonderland.

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.

She had not given off even the slightest scent. It was incredible. Almost everyone knew of the interesting Fairy Items that the Fairies made for different things. He had never imagined that they’d be so powerful. He glanced at her face. There was a slight blush to her cheeks and Theodore realized he had been staring for too long. “Right!” He stood back up from his previous position of leaning on the desk, “So, you are a fairy, Daphne?” “Daffodil,” She smiled at him, “And yes. I- My mother had me move in

He said he was going to kill me after fucking me. My mind grew lighter, my thoughts became hazier, and I almost didn’t notice the way his body shifted. Moving away from mine.He removed his hand and backed away.It took me a few seconds to realize that he wasn’t standing on top of me anymore. And then I felt his touch on the insides of my legs.“Tell me, puppy, why do you sleep naked?” His voice was gentle, and so was his touch.“Because it makes your sleep better.”A spank landed on my thigh.“And is good for your skin,” I continued.Spank hit the other one as well.“Now, puppy, tell me again.” He took a break. “But this time without lying.”I grinned. If he wasn’t a fucking killer, we would’ve gott

I threatened the fairy queen as I picked up a rusty metal pipe I saw lying on the ground, I continued, "I won't hesitate to." The fairy queen smirked finally stepping out of the shadows revealing her pale complexion and sickly appearance from under the hood. She removed it parading her brilliant wings and enticing features. The fairy queen's face was covered with embellishments of sparkles and gold, her long ginger hair covered with flowers and such- it was truly magnificent. I heard it's their thing. The fairies can easily entice their prey into doing whatever they desire. I gritted my teeth and said to her, "Your trick won't work on me."

4 Fairy-tales are fiction. A well-told story with the sole purpose of soothing the heart desires of girls like Rose that had no one to save them. It was a very popular genre in the world of romance for good enough reasons. Many girls need saving. Rose had thought herself the luckiest girl in the entire world when she had met her prince. It didn’t matter that it was in the most unconventional manner. What made her heart flutter was how he looked at her with those sinful eyes of his. The way he touched her skin like he was afraid it would bruise, and the whispers of sweet promises against her temple.

I asked, suddenly feeling entirely exposed under her stare. “Too much?” Amy grabbed my shoulders and whirled me toward the three-way mirror. “Look at yourself! You look insanely sexy, Nova. You look like a fantasy.” A fantasy. The word struck a chord deep in my belly, bringing back the exact heat of the shower water, the slick friction of my own fingers, and the memory of Finn and Kelly tearing me apart. I imagined them seeing me in this. I imagined Finn ripping this crimson fabric open, or Kelly bunching it up around my waist to look at my wet pussy.

"Are you lying?" She chose to not answer and just hug him tighter. "Do you know what fairytales are, Zoren?" "You told me about them—made-up stories that are filled with lies to hook the viewers with their movie, right?" "Yes," she nodded. "But I haven't told you how magical and wonderful fairytales are. They are stories that can captivate your heart and stay there for a very long time, sometimes forever." "That's amazing, then." "Yeah," she nodded. "You are my fairytale."