Sleeping Beauties Novels & Stories

~ JACOB’S POV I gaze at her serene expression as she peacefully rests, her beauty radiating in the soft moonlight. The sight fills my heart with an overwhelming sense of awe and adoration. My desire to be present and witness her tranquil sleep remains unyielding, as I cherish every precious moment. Bella looks so perfect when she is asleep. She is undoubtedly the most beautiful person I have laid my eyes on. While gazing at her serene face, a delicate strand of eyelash captures my attention. With utmost tenderness, I delicately pluck it away, ensuring not to disrupt her blissful dreams. My heart swells with adoration, cherishing these intimate moments of affection.

“If she doesn’t want to be woken up, why are you disturbing her?” “You don’t get what I am saying. She’s impulsively induced to sleep. She has been like that for days now.” “Wait, you mean your sister has been sleeping for days without waking up? Is it related to the story of the Sleeping Beauty? If it is, why is her mate not kissing her to wake up? Doesn’t she have a mate?” “Are you kidding me, Miss Fury Autumn? I’m being serious and you are taking it as a joke.” “You are misunderstanding me, Ian. I have never heard of someone sleeping for days without waking up except in Sleeping Beauty's fairy tale. What could be wrong with her?” Autumn queried.

Nate lifted out of sleep, feeling Mira’s warm body in his arms. Lying still, he listened to her breathing, the soft flutter of her rising andfalling chest. If he concentrated, he could feel her heart beating faintly, it's rhythm hitting the side of his chest. He stared at the ceiling then angled his eyes towards the bay windows to his left, studying the dim light seeping through. It told him it was dusk. The sun hadn’t yet completely fallen beneath the horizon. The moon hadn’t entirely risen in the sky. The strange magic of twilight was filling the room.

I looked down at the girl who looked sleepy in my arms. “Sure, princess.” I picked her and led her to my room with her favourite story book. I laid her down on my bed and covered her properly with the blanket. Laying beside her, I opened the book to read her all time favourite story, “The Beauty and The Beast”. “I want to listen the Sleeping Beauty.” She said but her heavy eyes were indicating that she might pass out sooner. “Leah, can I ask you a question about your friend Ace?” I asked her in a hope she could give me a lead.

She was just like Sleeping Beauty. "Is that a monster?" Willow muttered. Seva looked at the beautiful, sleeping woman thoughtfully without saying a word. "She… She moved!" Quinn pointed at the sleeping beauty and exclaimed. Chase had been carefully taking in the flow of the Time and Space Energy, but when he heard Quinn's word, he looked up. The sleeping beauty opened her eyes slowly and stretched. She looked like she had just woken up from a deep sleep. Her skin was fair like milk, and she had pretty eyebrows. Her eyes were bright like the stars, and she had a small, straight nose. Her lips were red like cherries. The woman was elegant, and there was something about her that felt otherworld

Threads of sunlight in your hair Weave a magic pure and rare. Fairies will guard your sleep And gather moonbeams in the deep. Dreamland rivers, wild and free, Calling you back home to me. Though the night is deep and wide, Love will always be your guide. Sleep, my light, my shining star, No matter how far away you are. Threads of sunlight in your hair Hold you safe with tender care. *** The night stretches thin and finally softens as pale light seeps through the window. I know this tower better than I know myself.

After a song finished, Elianna was so captivated that she said, "Joseph, you sing quite beautifully." Joseph, "Are you satisfied?" Elianna said, "I haven't fallen asleep yet... So, I'll put my phone next to the pillow, and you can tell me a story!" Joseph, "Why do you keep changing your mind all the time?" Elianna, "Can you tell the story of 'Sleeping Beauty'?" Joseph said coldly, "No." Elianna said, "Well, you can just speak freely." After speaking, she placed her phone by the pillow, "Your voice is really hypnotic, maybe listening to your voice will make me fall asleep quickly."

The room was almost dark, if not for the open curtain on the window, letting the bright moonlight to enter, bask in half of the bed, where someone was sleeping on it peacefully. A faint footsteps could be heard, but the sleeping beauty didn’t even hear it. She was way to far in her dreamland, didn’t even notice the devil was right there in her room, walking slowly towards her.

She replied “It is, and I really am tired. I just can't seem to get some sleep. What's your excuse?”. “I couldn't sleep either. And tending to the flowers brings me peace. So that's how I found myself here”. She said softly but there was a hint of sadness on her face. “If it brings you peace then why do you look so sad?”. I asked.