Beauty Never Dies by Cameron Jace

Author:Cameron Jace [Jace, Cameron]
Language: nld
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-06-19T22:00:00+00:00

The Grimm Diaries Prequels #3

Beauty Never Dies

as told by Peter Pan

Dear Diary,

I hate diaries. I’d rather have a food fight with the Lost Boys in Neverland. But since today was awesome, I decided to write down what happened. And diary? You should be honored that the boy who wouldn’t grow up wrote in your pages.

Today, I woke up my love, Sleeping Beauty, from her hundred years of sleep. Some people say she was cursed by a wicked fairy. Others say it was by the Bothers Grimm. I didn’t care which is which because I missed her so much for the last hundred years.

I didn’t wake her up with a kiss like it was mentioned in these teeny-weeny fairy tale books. I woke her up with the most beautiful ceremony of all. One you did never read about in books.

It wasn’t easy though.

It all started with me standing over Count Dracula’s grave...

Scratching my temples, I was thinking if resurrecting him was the right thing to do. I needed him to wake up Sleeping Beauty. None of us, the fairy tale crowd, ever dared to wake him up. However, I wasn’t scared of him. I am not scared of anyone. I just don’t trust anyone. The night was misty and silent. No wolves howled nearby, as if they were tongue-tied, scared back into their caves in the forest.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” My hunchbacked assistant growled, his yellow eyes gleaming with evil in the middle of the night.

May I introduce you to the hunchback of Notre Damme?

Yes.

He is one of us immortals. After Esmeralda abandoned him, and the folks in Paris gave him a hard time, he decided to stop playing mister nice-guy, and turn into a badass hunchman. Did you hear that? Badass Hunchman! Something Marvel Comics never thought about.

“I know what I am doing, Hunchy,” I loved to call him that. It toned down the creepiness that oozed out of his nasty face. “All we have to do is pull out the stake from Dracula’s heart, and the Count will be back to life.”

“If it’s so easy, why didn’t others resurrect him, master?” He growled with that silly, evil grin on his face, showing his crooked, yellow teeth. I should’ve bought him dental braces because his words came out muffled when he talked, but Hunchy would simply eat the braces for lunch.

“Don’t call me Master,” I said. “You’re not Frankenstein. You’re Hunchy, the hunchman,” Hunchy looked puzzled. It wasn’t easy reading his face though. Each facial expression he made was just awful, even it was a happy one. “And to answer your question. No one woke Dracula up because they are all dumb,” I sighed, kneeling down, watching the Count buried in the soil of his coffin. Dracula had a thing for this Transylvanian soil that he couldn’t live without – let alone, die without. “Few people know where this grave is located. Actually few people know he is real.”

“Do you think he is going to remember who is?” Hunchy grimaced, rubbing his hands.

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