Sleeping Beauty Triolgy Novels & Stories

BELLADONNA I had been staring at the ceiling for hours until the first light of dawn poured into my empty room. I wished I could've just cried all night, but I had spent too much tears already. As I dragged myself out of the bedroom, the painful awareness of my triplets' absence gnawed at my chest. My body worked on autopilot, heedlessly moving around my small apartment like a usual morning routine. No screaming competition, no bubbly giggles, no sharing jokes. I was alone all over again.

Why was I here? I looked around me and stood up. I walked around trying to distract myself from falling asleep. Maybe I'd get killed in my sleep by that strange man. He had this aura that I didn't understand. I sat on the bed when my legs started aching. I realised that I had slept on the floor for three days. The bed seemed so comfortable and soft. I laid down and almost immediately felt drowsy. And before I knew it, I was out like a light.

Sneaking into another bedroom, I find an old t-shirt and shorts, put them on then head to the living room. As expected, Justin and Henry are waiting. Caleb is around, too. The doctor starts talking before I ask any question, "Terry sent me the wine you drank. I found huge traces of love potion plus a sedative. My guess is the latter is meant to put Ares into deep sleep. When he wakes up in bed with her, he'll be under her control." The plan was a complete failure, thanks to Nemesis. "I'm guessing the beast led you back here," he adds.

Caleb leaned over the back of the divan, his long fingers expertly finding my swollen knot, his thumb striking it with a torturous, rhythmic precision that synced perfectly with every single one of Asher’s deep, brutal strokes. "You're ours," Caleb whispered perversely against my ear, his hot breath sending shivers rushing down my spine. "Every drop of your pleasure belongs to this house." I locked my fingers into the leather cushions, my body vibrating with an intense, suffocating wave of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. The darkness behind my eyelids flared with white-hot sparks as the combined assault of the three triplets pushed me straight toward the edge. My inner walls clamped tightly aro

I thought bitterly, running a shaky hand through my damp hair. I checked the clock placed on my nightstand. It read 3:42am. No more sleeping then, I whispered to myself, knowing that even though I tried to go back to sleep, it wouldn’t work. These nights never ended peacefully. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat there for a long moment, elbows on my knees, head in my hands. The room was dark except for the faint glow of the city lights filtering through the half-closed blinds. Shadows stretched across the floor like old ghosts that refused to leave me alone. Nine years old again in my dreams, but the pain still felt brand new every single time.

The dragon nodded and pointed to a jar of gray dust. “Are you sure we can trust him,” Tristan asked. Trix turned to him and shot a look in his direction. “This is not your average fairytale she said, her hands reaching behind her back and touching something cold. As she did a gold band wrapped around their interlocked hands. A dark smoke engulfed their feet traveling up their bodies and changing their outfits to a black ninja like outfit with a black hood over their heads. The guards pulled their swords and Trix used a throwing star to slice the bottle open, releasing a cloud of smoke that spread throughout the large room in seconds. The ground shook and the scent of smoke followed by a warm

Her magic flared. She saw stars. She saw fire. She saw him. Drinking. Claiming. Binding. — The Grove responded. The ley lines pulsed. The altar glowed. The trees bent low. Aria collapsed into Kaelion’s arms. Her body trembling. Her soul humming. Her bond complete. — They lay together in the moss. Kaelion’s cloak wrapped around them. Luna slept nearby, her mark pulsing softly. The Grove was quiet. Not still. Not silent.

- yes all of this are you feeling well, - yes, a little sleep, - hi sleeping beauty woke up and didn't even need a prince, - mother who was here today in the morning, - Jack daughter so it wasn't a dream, she and the doctor looked at me and asked in a single voice, -dreams I dream, - can you tell us we want to know what that dream was, - I will not keep this dream to myself, - um it seems that our sleeping beauty must participate in her sleep a prince yes doctor, - mother owes no prince,-more the emotion you felt today in the morning was when that prince was here sleeping beauty and laughed out of my face the, -Doctor, you have no way, -the beautiful when it comes to you I don't even have,

He began to rub his fingers on her clit. "Ky'Mon stop", she moaned. He ignored and kissed her neck slowly as he entered a finger inside her. "Oh my God, Ky'Mon stooooop", she whined loudly. "Lemme just play with it and Imma stop". Tiesha really wanted to get some sleep as she was tired and had work the next day so she just had to agree. She slept on her back and placed her right arm over her eyes as she placed her left hand on the side of her head.

When the second body falls to her feet, she looks up at me, blood dripping down her chin, and her eyes slowly returning to her normal colours, though the red one only changes by a shade or two. “She’s a vampire?” We both turn to face the cell and I smirk at Xavier, “she’s a tribrid.” He scoffs, and all three of them shake their heads in disbelief. Aurora wipes the blood from her face with the back of her hand and glares at all of them. “I’m also your queen, so show me some fucking respect.” Fucking Nyx, she’s perfectly terrifying. Xavier’s pupils dilate in horror under her hardened gaze and the other two shrink back, avoiding her eyes.