“Why can’t I put cookies in this cookie jar?” Keesha’s mother asked.
“Because of the goblin,” said the storekeeper. “He’s asleep now, but if you put cookies in his cookie jar, you’ll wake him – and then you’ll never get another moment’s peace.”
When it comes to pets, a goldfish isn’t much better than a houseplant. At least that’s what Gryphon thought at first – until he put his new goldfish on his bedside table and tried to go to sleep!
Why on earth do you need such an enormous blanket?” one of Ursula’s friends asked.
“Oh, it’s not for me,” said Ursula. “It’s for the baby.”
“The baby?” said the other villagers. “What kind of baby needs a blanket that size?”
At that very moment there was a sound like thunder, and the ground began to shake.
One winter’s morning, Nana Barlowe found a little field mouse sitting by the hearth.
“Meow, meow, meow!” said Mrs. Pipkin, Nana Barlowe’s cat. “Mice don’t belong in the house!”
“Oh, Mrs. Pipkin,” said Nana Barlowe. “Let’s not be rude. Surely, we can make room for one little field mouse.”
Tristan’s sister and brother are bigger, stronger and faster than he is. But sometimes it’s good to be small – even for a giant!
Poor Mrs. Huddle. None of her new neighbours welcomed her to Tangletree Forest; none of them would even talk to her! But Mrs. Huddle was a determined troll. She rolled up her sleeves and got to work turning the badgers’ abandoned den into an inn.
Long ago, on one of the coldest nights of the year, a little fieldmouse noticed a bright star she’d never seen before. Just looking at it filled her with wonder. Where had the star come from? And why did it make her feel all fluttery inside?
Nothing can wake Grandad McAlister from his long winter nap – not a rooster, not a bouncing grandchild, not even a mariachi band!
Of all the girls in the kingdom of Once-Upon-a-Time, Rivka is the bravest! But what will happen when she meets the King of the Trolls?