John Smith and Ariel

“Elsa?”

Elsa jumped as she heard a knock on the bedroom door.

Knock, knock, knock.

She knew that knock.

“Come in,” she said.

Rosetta stuck her head around the door. “Only me. Oh, sweetie, are anda ok?”

Elsa shrugged. “I guess.”

It was quite obvious oleh the ice crystals hanging off the walls that her roommate was far “Ok,” Rosetta noted as she stepped properly into the room and closed the door behind her. “It’s going to be alright, anda know,” she ventured, laying a hand on Elsa’s shoulder. “Just don’t panic atau anything.”

“Story of my life,” Elsa answered, with...

"Once upon a time there were two sisters, and one had a secret she didn't even know..."

A baby girl is found near the sea oleh a couple who believed they couldn't have children. Taking it as a sign from God, they took the girl in and named her Ariel. A tahun later, the woman gave birth to another daughter, and they named her Belle.

Years later, Belle and Ariel are renowned throughout the town for their beauty and curiosity; and the fact that they are both forbidden from going near the sea. When Ariel does dare venture there one day, she discovers a secret that could tear their whole world apart....

Her feet seemed to drag the closer she got to the Beasts room. The dark corridor and ghoulish faces of the statues that lined the halls unnerved her a bit. She walked past many rooms. She did not know which room was Beast's but she felt sure she would know which one it was when she came upon it.

As cinderella continued to walk deeper into the west wing the same strong pull came back to her from her dreams. She walked lebih determined toward Beast's room.

Finally she came upon a grand set of doors with large claw marks raked across them. Opposite the doors was a painting in much the same condition...

Le Jour d'Amour was everyone in Paris’ favourite holiday, and it had rapidly become Clopin Trouillefou’s too. As he stood on the steps of Notre Dame, selling the yellow mawar that were the symbol of this particular holiday, to those who would proclaim their cinta for their partners in a matter of days, Clopin smiled to himself. Eight years ago, he had met the woman of his dreams. Well, no, that wasn’t strictly true – they had met once before that, back when he was seventeen and she only seven – but eight years yang lalu their paths had crossed again and they had been swept up in an adventure...