No one knew what she looked like, and the ones who did called her Beauty. She always wore her red cloak, covering her face as if she was ashamed or shy. Everyday she would get a book from the library and return the one from the day before. She would walk into the woods and wouldn't return until night fall. But when she leaves and doesn't return people begin to worry, and ask, what happened to Belle? A twist of Red Riding Hood and Beauty and The Beast. #1 in FaryTale! #3 in Red Riding Hood!

It must have been a goddess. That he was sure of. In the middle of those dark ashes, a body was laid down, wrapped in a cape that must have been green before but which was now covered in brown because of the ashes. Her face was strikingly pale, of a rare whiteness, but it was also dirtied by the ashes, hiding her cheeks and forehead. But despite those ashes and these dark smudges, one thing was absolutely certain: she was divine. She had a beautiful face with a straight, small nose, lips that were plump even if they were dry and a bit blue from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but her lashes seemed to be long and thick, resting on her cheeks like she was sleeping peacefuly. But all of those traits were not what attracted the Jarl. What did was the streak of hair that rested on her forehead, which had leaked from her hood. Its color was so unique and uncommon for a girl from this country that Tharn remained fixated on it. It was impossible to decide if this girl was a red-head or a blond. It seemed like the gods had not been able to chose in-between those two hair colors and had to give her the tone in between those two: gold. What a waste for such a heavenly creature to be dead, Tharn thought. Well, was he sure she was dead? After kneeling down, he bent over her, placing his fingers on her throat to check if her heart was still beating and placing his cheek in front of her mouth to see if he could feel a breath against his skin. As faint as it was, a light breeze touched him and a slow beat came under his fingers. She was barely alive, but she still was. A sigh of relief escaped him without him controlling it. He had no idea why he was so glad she was alive, but he was sure of one thing : she was coming back with him, and she would be his.

He who breaks, must repair. Or spend eternal life in despair. No love, no place, No human face Canines, claws and red eyes. There is no time, for goodbyes. He will hunt, he will howl. Listen out for his growl. Only one cure for the curse. Perhaps she will only make it worse. Her love and kindness. Will shake the blindness. Treasure, love and protect. Hold no ounce of regret. Under the full moon, his time will come. Then you need to be the one. -------------------- This is a short novella, so I apologise if you feel it is rushed at any point. This is inspired by Beauty and the Beast, so you will see some similarities. © All Rights Reserved. 2020 to pandaeyes90

From 1827 to 2016, will their love be forgotten as time passes in a blink of an eye? Started: November 5, 2016 Ended: November 24, 2016

His own blue eyes sought her out with a vengeance daily and without fail. For weeks now since she had been captured as a slave and sold into the Queen's household. Many wanted her in their beds, but she never paid them any mind. A soul-piercing stare full of ice-fire was all it took for them to move onto another slave. They feared her, felt intimidated by her, slaves and men alike. Well, most men that is. His own brothers wanted her in addition to having Margrethe, but he will not let them. She is his. Ursula was hungry, wet, and cold. She knew that she is now a slave, but knowing what she did from when she was still in the 21st century, Ursula cannot help but be worried and scared as to who her master would be. Whether or not they would be kind and merciful, or cruel and abusive. A long elegantly slender hand pointed towards her chest as the Queen looked at her warmly. "Aslaug." Oh! She wanted her name. Ursula could not help the slight widening of her eyes as she figured out who this woman truly is. However, she kept it to herself as she gave her new alias. "Hyrrokkin. Mit navn er Hyrrokkin." **ALL CHAPTERS HAVE BEEN EDITED AND UPGRADED!! BOOK COVER HAS ALSO BEEN UPGRADED AND REPLACED!!**

Amanda Banner has worked her way into her dream job of running a Victorian house museum. Left alone in the sprawling manor, Amanda finds that not everything is as it appears. Apparitions roam the halls, items move when they're not supposed to, and suddenly a mirror begins to shimmer. As Amanda approaches the strange mirror she is catapulted into 1880 and directly into the arms of Matthew Robertson, one of the first residents to live in the mansion. Tensions run high as Amanda tries to navigate Victorian social etiquettes, attempts to find a way home, and battles the emotional fury that erupts every time she and Matthew draw near each other. Will Amanda make it back to her own time, or will she be forced to learn to live in a time long since past? _________________________ Trigger warning for sexual acts and coarse language. Rated MATURE. *I do not own any of the photos or videos used. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.* ONC Prompt #29: When you touch a mirror, it ripples like water. You dive in. _________________________ Highest Ratings: #1 - 1800s #1 - time travel #1 - timetravelling #2 - Victorian Era #3 - forced proximity #4 - mirror #10 - adult content #17 - mature romance #17 - onc2023 #32 - fast paced #69 - historical romance

Dawn is trying to live her very human life away from the eyes of the wolves who now mingled with humanity. When the wolves descend on her small Washington town for a peace treaty she meets Dax and everything she knows changes as she finds out what is true about the creatures who go bump in the night. Can she accept this new world she is forced to become a part of?

Lily was a normal high school girl that has a boring life and always dreams about whether she should be in another time and place. She doesn't always fit into the mold that everyone else does in her high school. She has her two best friends that have been with her through it all. It isn't until she is able to travel back in time and find a whole new life that could be for her. It is when she has traveled in time that she finds Phillip and believes that she has found the guy for her. Now through everything that can go wrong in the medieval times Lily must decide if she wants to find a way back to her old life or stay with her new life and see how things go with Phillip and how her life can be different.

Two teenagers have the mission to reunite their ghosts. Will the two teenagers get to feel something for each other?

When a young boy born into a prominent clan of Samurai fails to impress the elders he is sent away to live with a disgraced one armed Samurai. Little does he know that before his injury the warrior was a prodigy with the blade, and will mold him into one of the most formidable swordsmen in all Japan. Updates on Saturday Mornings Highest rank 103 in Historical Fiction on September 23rd 2022 9 in poetry books on November 6th 2022