Novel & Cerita Sleeping Beauty Original Story Dark

I know the romance is less because thats what I told you it's a sad story of redemption and coming out of vengeance of revenge than romance. Sinfully Yours. The story is dark romance with erotic content. It's like a faithful relation with a sinful obsession. So don't forget to give a try to my new story. You wouldn't be disappointed. I hope you enjoyed the story. Till the next Story adios.

PART 2 I feel like Sleeping Beauty and not just because we have the same name, but because we were both cursed and our version of death is more or less the same. The only difference is when Sleeping Beauty was kissed by her Prince Charming, her curse was lifted whereas I couldn't even touch my Prince Charming, much less kissing. But that might have to do with the fact I was cursed by a more manipulative and sinister woman and in my case, the love of my existence wasn't even a prince but rather a demon.

Author’s Note / Reader Warning: This story contains extremely explicit content, dark themes, non-consensual elements, drugging, stalking, kidnapping, heavy BDSM, blood play, and intense psychological manipulation. It is very dark and not for the faint of heart. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ****** Chapter 1 Velvet Obsession Ledger¥ She was sleeping again.

She was beyond my dream girl, she was my ultimate fantasy. I was struck. She WAS my fantasy, my dream girl. But how often do fantasies manage to make the transition to reality and survive? Not many. Most fairy tales didn't start the way they read now. The evil stepmother in Cinderella, for instance. In the original version she was forced to dance in red hot shoes until she died. Most were tales designed to scare the shit out of kids and keep them safe at home. It got a lot more complicated when I got home. I sighed when I saw the car in my driveway.

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

How much I waited for this day. I enter the harem and silence surrounds me. There is complete silence here. All the slaves are sleeping and expect a few candles there is no light. I pass the harem and go towards Belle’s room. “You stay here”. I order Lillian and open the door of Belle’s room. When I enter the room, I see complete darkness. My eyes scan the room and then falls on the bed. There is a candle lit near the bed. My eyes fall on Belle’s face and I feel something inside me. I feel as if my heart started beating. I quietly take steps toward her and stand beside the bed on which she is sleeping. I don’t want her to wake up.

she said, slowly approaching me. I could feel that raw and untamed power coursing through her veins with each step she took closer to me. Everything in me screamed and begged me to run away from her, this room, from Vargthorn in total. But I held my ground, peacefully embracing what was to come. “My sons require a maid,” she said. “The last maid had tried poisoning them with an aphrodisiac, just to sleep with them, but as you can see, it did not end well with her.”

It must have been hard for him to take a backseat for me. Rhys nodded his assent and Liz sighed heavily. "The Accords existed long before the Fall. In the days of magic and tales. Some women, and occasionally men, would find themselves in situations that mirrored old stories that came from the Supernatural world. Cinders Ella, Rapunzel, Sleeping Beauty, the Brave Little Tailor." She glanced at Robbie. There was seriously something between them. "All stories collected by the Grimm's, written down, assessed." Robbie continued for her. "All of these tales repeat themselves, continuously. In a loop. Until we are all living some variation. Either the happy ones, or the sinister."

The warmth of his blood spills from the wound, but before darkness can claim him, a cold rush fills his veins, a sensation both alien and intoxicating. He opens his eyes to see her—the creature that has sealed his fate. Her beauty is otherworldly, her eyes a deep, fathomless black, reflecting the night sky. Her hair, dark as a raven’s wing, cataracts down her back, and her lips, stained with his blood, curl into a smile. She is Matilda, daughter of William the Conqueror—the first of their kind, an Original Vampire, the progenitor of a race that will haunt the world for centuries to come.

they said to become the one he is , he went to “life “ and mercilessly killed her , stabbing her through her beating heart , earning the darkened power of destruction , he truely became king but king of no one because he killed everyone . Mindless he became , lived thousands millions of lives , lost control till he killed himself in a petty show of no mercy . No one knows why did he gone mad , but my mother told me this story when I was young , that I had nightmares about it a lot , dreaming being killed by this dark figure , who was the darkened king in my mind , later she told me that it was just story she told me to learn that nothing good comes from a man with power . seems like nightmar