Novelas y relatos de Tangled Rapunzel Flynn Rider

The nuances of my new sense of smell was going to take some getting used to. A girl about my age rounded the staircase, looking up at me. "Hello, Rapunzel. Decide to descend the tower on your own?" "Rapunzel?" I touched my hair. It wasn't even that long. "Well yeah. You've been stuck up in your tower for ages." She grinned. "Only the classic stories here, love." "Maybe she's more like Red Riding Hood, waiting for the big bad wolf to gobble her up." Rhys appeared next to the girl, and I blinked.

I definitely want to singe a feather, or two or a dozen in the name of sport if he keeps on doing this. His eyes glowed gold, but I can see that his pupils were on me, calculating my every move. He still had the same long golden hair, something humans would compare to Rapunzel's, and I hate that fairy tale very, very much. The environment around us somehow seems to be confused on who to take sides. Darkness? Brightness? The aura of the room definitely was in chaos.

I just needed to prove to her that I wasn't lying and that I wasn't deceiving her. "Yesterday, at dinner time, you said to me that you've always wanted a puppy or a pony. You even told me that you'd call the dog Flynn Rider because of your favorite character from tangled. And if you have a pony, you'd call him Maximus, just like the white horse." A smile lit up on my face remembering our conversation from yesterday. Her cute squeals and coos as she told me that she loved Eugene, but it was okay to her for Eugene and 'Blondie' Rapunzel to end up together.

Chapter Two The night was alive with the rumble of engines. headlamps cutting across Raven’s stalled Harley as Sabrina clutched her waist with trembling hands. The Moonburn Riders had come, and their formation wasn’t random, it was deliberate, primal, the way a wolf pack isolates prey before moving in.

And now, he wants to take away the tiny bit of peace I’ve found. He held me hostage on several occasions, making me watch him f**k other girls just to get back at me. For what exactly? He made the whole idea of school worthless and miserable. After the death of my mum three years ago, I had to leave our pack and go far away, somewhere no one could find me. I had to escape the torture from my stepmother and her daughter. Even though I was the Alpha’s first daughter, I was still considered worthless because my mum was the chosen mate. When Dad finally met his fated mate after three years of being with mum, with her approval, he married her.

Their father, Richard, simply sighed and poured another whiskey, muttering about “youthful rivalry.” “I wasn’t trying to destroy you,” Elena said now, lifting her chin despite the way her legs trembled. “I panicked. You know what it’s like in there. One wrong move and they tear you apart. Jake already cost me the internship at Meridian because I wouldn’t sleep with him. They call me the frigid little orphan who got lucky with the Hale name. I just… I wanted them to shut up.” Cassian’s eyes darkened. For a second, something almost like understanding flickered across his face—then it vanished behind fury. “So you chose the one lie that would ruin both of us. Brilliant.”

Her eyes widened in bewilderment,still trying to take in what her eyes were reading. “A marriage arrangement!” She blurted, bearing her eyes to those of her father. Mr. Thompson padded to where she sat and grabbed her hands,but she pulled them off immediately. “Tell me this is a joke dad!” “Lyla, listen,I had no other option–” “Don’t tell me that dad!” She interrupted. She flung the papers and walked to the window. Her lungs were failing her. Her breathing got stiffened. She clenched onto the window seal, trying to get her racing heart to a normal pace.

My voice sounded rough, raw, like gravel scraping the edges of my throat. Maybe that was it. Maybe it was just another twisted part of me, the part that wanted what I couldn’t have, the part that thrived on forbidden lines and dangerous edges. Maybe it wasn’t her. Maybe it was just the thrill. But even as I thought it, I knew it was a lie. It wasn’t about Graham. It wasn’t about the ring. It wasn’t about the forbidden. It was because she was Elena. And Elena wasn’t like anyone else.

By the time I am done, I am a blushing mess and Jade has her jaws almost dropping. " Awwwn! You are making me drool." She exclaims and I shake my head. " Now more than ever, I am determined to fuck the two princes of my dreams." She murmurs , a mischievous smile ghosting her heart shaped lips. " You mean Hector and Miguel?" I ask and she nods. " I can already imagine Hector pounding inside me, his muscles glistening under the sun while Miguel takes me from behind. His cock inside my... " " Stop. Please. It's bad enough you got me thinking about those two and their naked bodies." I stop her before she can say anything more and she smirks.