The Real Story Of Sleeping Beauty Novels & Stories

Pouting. She’s always been the Queen in my eyes. And Dad was the King. The one that was supposed to be on her side and lead the kingdom together. To maintain peace and love for the people and the next generation. But then, this wasn’t a fairytale. And just so happens that the King isn’t faithful enough to keep the Queen happy. I guess, there is no such thing as a ‘happy ending’. After all, death is the only ending that reality considers. And our life is supposed to be living alone to be happy. Just like…

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."

His jet-black hair was slightly messy from sleep, a few strands falling across his forehead, but he still looked annoyingly composed and put-together. Aiden groaned and pulled the blanket over his face. “This is still weird.” Alexander raised an eyebrow, his deep blue eyes calm. “What is?” “The fact that I woke up in the same room as a mafia king I barely know.” Alexander stood up smoothly, buttoning his shirt with practiced efficiency. “You married me.” “I was forced,” Aiden replied from under the blanket, his voice muffled. Alexander ignored that comment, though the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. “Get dressed.”

"Cinderella and the prince lived happily ever after. They became the nicest and fairest ruler to ever live. Dreams do come true, only if you have courage and be kind. And also with a little bit of magic," Abigail said as she finished reading Lenora her bedtime story.

"My father used to stroke my hair and tell me stories before I fell asleep. I always felt peaceful when he did that." As she reached for May's body, Stone shifted his body so that he could lean against the headboard. "Oh yeah?" he asked. "What stories did he usually tell you?" "Almost all fairy tales about princesses and princes," May replied. "But my favorite story is Snow White. I guess that's where he gave me the nickname Snow White." "Hm... Snow White? Yeah… I can see that suits you." May let out a soft laugh at Stone's response. "Do you know in the original story, The Evil Queen intended to eat Snow White's organs to gain her beauty?"

“What stories?” “Well, um, you told…Geneva told them to me. The first tale was about a fairy that fell in love with a human. However, this human craved jewels and treasure and did not care about this fragile fairy. So, he persuaded the fairy to lead him to all the fairies’ riches. He stole it and never looked back, while the fairy, in her own heartbreak and guilt, lay down upon a white lily…closed her eyes and never opened them again.” “That’s awful,” said Grace.

“I’m not familiar with that story.” “Really?” Serendipity gasped in surprise. “Oh, you simply must read it. My father used to read it to me all the time. It’s all about how the Snow Queen lived way up in the Alps. Many suitors came to call, but each time she let the goblins devour them, until one handsome hunter comes a calling and…” “He melts her frozen heart?” “Yes, but then the goblins get him, too, and he dies.” “Lovely story,” Corey said, rolling his eyes.

Because, to be honest, I'm sleepy right now. 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰 Just wanting to fall asleep forever, I felt very sleepy and fell asleep so soundly. Hugging the blanket, I felt a stiff and slightly soft blanket squeeze my body. Smiling and sinking deeper, I want to sleep forever. I want to be a Sleeping Beauty. After that, a prince will come. Sometimes I yearn for a man, a prince who comes out of nowhere and treats me like Cinderella. Alright, it seems I was too delusional about living in a fairy tale world. You have to face the cruelty of the world, Em!

It was late that night when Regina felt her mate through the bond for the first time, “I’m coming for you darling. See you soon” Regina gripped her sheets, heart skyrocketing in horror. She cuddled into a corner of her bed in fetal position and did not sleep until morning. The first thing Regina felt the next morning was gentle hands shaking her shoulder. From far away she heard Felix’s voice, “Good morning Sleeping Beauty,” Felix greeted Regina’s exhausted face. “Or maybe I should have called you Sleeping Ugly” Felix amended, “you really don’t look so hot, Regina. I’m worried.You need to see a doctor.Today”

This story- although a fairy-tale- doesn’t begin with once upon a time nor does it end in happily ever after. No, our story begins in a small town- not too far from here- where an ambitious young girl called Arabella lives with her widowed father, Abraham. Arabella doesn’t come from a large or rich family, it is just her and her alcoholic father that live in the small two-bedroom townhouse in the middle of the small, yet quaint township of Redwood.