Happy Birthday Angeelous!

Sorry for the wait guys but here is chapter three :)
(Belle's point of view)

I کہا to Balto "so, anything happen?" He shook his head and replied "not much but I saw Steele a few منٹ ago." I کہا "that usually means Gaston is around, come on I wan آپ to meet my father."I led him to my house, when we got there I saw my father. He was mumbling about the machine he was working on. I asked "papa, we have a visitor?" He کہا "oh, do we?" I replied "his name is Balto." My father looked at him and کہا "your a good looking dog if I say myself." Balto looked down at his feet and then at me. I smiled...

“Belle? Belle?”


Roused from her dreams of being in Adam’s arms, Belle raised her head to see Jasmine, dressed in her blue pyjamas, shaking her. “Hm?” she murmured, half lifting herself up. “What time is it?”


“Bell’s about to go, but that’s not important! Listen up!”


Belle blinked at her. Snow White and Meg weren’t in the room, but their beds had been thrown around as if they’d literally flung themselves out of them. “What’s wrong?”


“Well, آپ know there’s a slot open for a new student now that Gaston’s gone?”

“Don’t remind me,” Belle groaned, rubbing...

[A sneak peek at my story 'The Glass Mirror' I will be publishing June 1st hopefully]


Cinderella was scrubbing the floors when the doorbell rang. Her older sister, Aurora came running down the stairs. "Oh Cinderella, why do آپ insist on cleaning دن and night? After all آپ are a princess, it is Maid Marian's job to clean the palace." Cinderella looked up at her sister. Aurora had hair of golden sunshine and lips as red as the rose, in words she was the most beautiful in the kingdom.
"I like cleaning" she replied with a smile.
"Well I don't mean to be a pest but can آپ please change into your...