Stories tagged “adelaide”

  • The Maiden Gets Her Name

    Look! What do you say you agree to keep the original story going if I give you a name? The fair maiden pouted her lips even more and turned her back with a maidenly humph. “Only if my name’s Adelaide. And what about the adventure?” I&...

  • The Maiden Gets a Fairy Godmother

    The ashamed and furious maiden ran home through the woods. She snuck into her small house towards the edge of the village, and not a human soul saw her again that day. That night, she dreamt of the past day’s experiences. The Prince chased her th...

  • Adelaide Continues To Complain

    “I am your Fairy Godmother,” The woman continued unoffended by Adelaide’s interruptions. “And I am here to assist you in any way I possibly can.” “Oh, Mr. Storyteller!” Adelaide called full of Maidenly sweetnes...

  • Adelaide Gets A Rude Awakening

    “Right, well since I am not really your Fairy Godmother, I don’t actually care.” The Faux Fairy Godmother smiled menacingly. “So I don’t think I’m needed in this dream other than for mischief.” The Prince turne...

  • The Storyteller Has An Idea

    Well Ms. Adelaide since you’re complaining so much about being in Fairytale Land then perhaps you would like to visit the real world. “Ha!” Adelaide laughed. “You can’t take me to the real world.” I’m the Story...

    • Author: Lone Writer
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Adelaide Loses Herself in Thought

    While you’re distracted, I think I’m going to go back to my storyline, thank you. So… The Prince, in his excitement, forwent breakfast and ordered his horse to be prepared for a full day out as soon as his personal dresser was finishe...

  • Adelaide Gets a Twist

    Adelaide gazed absentmindedly at the fairies floating around her. “You don’t have fairies in real life, do you?” she said, lost in thought once more. Nope. “Hm…” she murmured, apparently distraught at the thought. &#...

  • The Maiden Gets an Agent

    As I was saying, the Maiden, Adelaide, was lost in the Woods, and the weather was getting worse. A cold drizzle started to soak the Maiden’s gown even more. Her maidenly pout gave way to a much less maidenly glare. “All right, this was not ...

    • Author: suncrush
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5