The Enchanted Rose: A Fairy Tale Retelling of Beauty and the Beast & Sleeping Beauty

A New Novel from #1 Bestselling Author R.M. ArceJaeger

First cursed, then kidnapped, Princess Aurea is not your average heir to the throne. Nor is Prince Ari, who is turned into a beast by a wicked enchantment. They will need each other if they are to save their kingdoms, but there's a curse on Aurea even darker than the one on Ari, and a single finger prick could spell doom for the entire land.

In this expertly crafted interweaving of Sleeping Beauty and Beauty and the Beast, readers will find well-developed characters and delightful worldbuilding guaranteed to captivate adults and children alike. True to both the heart and themes of the original tales, The Enchanted Rose strikes the perfect balance between light-hearted romance and the darkness intent on bringing its heroes down.

Praise from Amazon Readers

• "If you love the classic story of Beauty and the Beast, this is a must read! Each chapter and section leaves you wanting more."


• "The Enchanted Rose is a fairy tale with a story, imagination, and vocabulary that will place it as a modern day classic."


• "R.M.ArceJaeger has created a true work of literary excellence that was filled with beauty, drama and compelling characters."

Illustrations included at the start of every chapter!

Read for Yourself

Ari crouched behind the half-open door, waiting for the voices in the corridor to pass. If the servants saw him, they would shepherd him back to his room without waiting to find out what he wanted, never mind that he was the prince and should be able to go where he willed.

"I am the prince," he said to himself, but it came out a low growl, barely comprehensible even to his own ears, and he began to whimper. What has happened to me? he silently cried, his six-year-old mind still struggling to comprehend. A curse, his mother had said, gently stroking his head while her tears fell upon his hair. Because he had tried to be brave like his father, the ghastly had cursed him. Ari stared at his hands—they used to be pink and smooth, with five long fingers that had once brandished a toy sword with ease. Now, those fingers were fused into paws and were covered with coarse, black fur. His fingernails were black claws that gripped the floor and left scratch marks there. Did looking this way mean he was not a prince anymore?