Sleeping Beauty Actual Story Novels & Stories

Wish I could have some too! (She laughed at her friends' messages.) Clarisa: How are you, guys? I see I’m the topic of conversation again in the group chat, huh? Patrick: Ayyy, Sleeping Beauty is awake! Did you bite into Prince Charming’s apple and hotdog last night? Hahaha Cyena: What fairy tale are you talking about, Patrick? Prince Charming doesn’t have an apple and hotdog, right? Is this a different version? Patrick: It’s been revised, you guys aren’t updated. Hahaha

Without wasting a moment, he hurried up the stairs towards his bedroom. Throwing open the door, he hurried in, ready to scream her name. His voice fell silent when he discovered her sleeping peacefully in his bed as if she belonged there all along. Quietly closing the door, he walked towards her. This scene is real. Vivian is real. She has returned. For some incomprehensible reason, he was so moved when he saw her, that he sat down on the edge of the bed, bent over, and kissed her cheek. Vivian barely moved, so he kissed her again and again until she opened her eyes. A smile bloomed on his lips as she turned to look at him.

His hysterical mother hugged me the moment I opened the door. This was the silly Prince's mistake! If he didn't joke about the ridiculous fairytale trope, something would not unsettle my brain like this. She led me to the Duke's room. There, his bed nailed him for almost a week. He was the male version of Sleeping Beauty. The Duchess told me to sit while they prepare refreshments. I sat on the wooden ladder-back chair on the right side of his bed. I listened to his breathing. There was no unusual about it. I also borrowed one of his hands. Looking at how our hands overlapped, it was bigger than mine.

Hope’s POV When I was younger, mother would read me the tale of Sleeping Beauty. I loved how the beautiful princess who was cursed to fall into deep slumber would be saved and awakened by her true love’s kiss. It was only much later that I found out about the original version of the story. Yes, Sleeping Beauty fell into a deep sleep. But she was not awakened by a handsome young prince. Instead, in her sleep, she was raped and impregnated by an old, evil king. There was no happy ending for Sleeping Beauty.

Pouting, I could tell she was close to crying, “Just read it to me, mama.” I took the book from her, it was titled Sleeping Beauty, and then I started reading, “Once upon a time, in a far-off kingdom, a beautiful princess named Aurora (also known as Briar Rose) was placed under a sleeping curse by a wicked fairy named Maleficent. The curse was meant to punish the king and queen for not inviting Maleficent to the princess's christening.” I paused and then continued.

Gemma repeated the line Carrie had said “Yes, but there is a part of the story that you, that no one except the original people who know” “Original?” Gemma asked “A long time ago, a thousand years, seven months, thirty nine days, 4 hours and eight seconds to be precise. A fae princess fell in love with a werewolf on the day of her coronation and arranged engagement-” “Oh yes! Carrie said that they didn’t have any problems until-” “That was a lie. A lie told to prevent the secret from coming out before it needed to” Lily cut in

Then Max got up, and the smile he sent Ariella, combined with the golden glow of firelight reflecting in his gorgeous brown hair, made her heart quicken. "You've all heard the story of Beauty and the Beast, right? About a beautiful young woman who falls in love with a hideous creature and saves his castle from a curse? Well, let me tell you a story that is a little bit similar and much more real, for I've met the main character myself."

Letting out a frustrated huff, she stood up and stomped into his bedroom this time. Here she thought he was her Prince Charming. What he turned out to be, was Sleeping Beauty. A snoring one on that! . Hope you guys liked it. Please do let me know what you think through your comments and votes.

But then she remembered a movie she had once watched—one she thought could work as a bedtime story. "Do you know the story of Beauty and the Beast?" Alethea asked. Shareeza's confused frown was enough of an answer. "Alright, then let me tell you about it," Alethea continued, watching as Shareeza nodded excitedly. "Once upon a time, in a faraway kingdom, there was a handsome prince adored by many women. But he was arrogant and unkind. One day, a sorceress came to test him. She disguised herself as an old woman and asked for his help, offering him a single red rose as payment.

"However, there's a another legend which says that only the mate of the King of lycans can wake him up. They say that her presence will force him to break everything and come to her." "Grandma is this story real?" She questioned with curiosity. "I don't know child. This story has been passing to us from generations. We can't tell if the story is true or not." Grandma told her. Thea yawned suddenly and rubbed her eyes with her small hands. "I am feeling sleepy." She said and placed her head on her grandma's lap. Grandma smiled at Thea and patted her head. "Sleep my child." She said. Thea closer her eyes and she could feel herself getting into a deep slumber