Amy Brown Fairies Novels & Stories

My magic will not spare them if they declare war against us; that much is obvious now. Since the forest of the Nightwalker Pack was less than a hundred miles away from the Mystic Sisters Coven and the expanded forest reserve we acquired, we moved half the population of gnomes and fairies there, but they are all free to travel back and forth as they choose. Belle, Gale, and Peony are the most active and friendliest fairies we have, and most gossipy too. They make my job easier; they talk to everyone, flying around the forest and beneath the ground like ambassadors of peace. If their reports are accurate, we might expect Unicorns and Phoenixes to join us soon.

He hugged me back and chuckled. “Good to know I am appreciated. You are most welcome princess. Let us find the fairy, shall we?” I nodded and we went ahead to find said fairy person. I was beyond excited. This is so wonderful. We began our journey though a dark forest. It was eerie but it felt somewhat safe. It was hard to explain. While we walked through, I saw some fairies flying by followed by a trail of sparks. I looked at them in amazement. The sky was a light blue, but the dead trees that made the forest, created a dark aura. There was spirit like animals roaming the ground. They looked like the figure of actual animals but without facial features as they glowed bright.

At the spa: Amy: "Casie, I hope you are getting adjusted here." Caise: "Yes. however, all these things are still new for me. Like I never knew fairies exist. In the town the other day in Eva's boutique, I met a fairy... Her name was Carol. But she was nothing like a fairy in fairy tales." Amy: "Carol.The princess fairy...Yeah, she is a spoilt brat if I have to say but she is quite helpful when we actually need help. Her attitude is quite arrogant but she is pretty well with her work."

Her pulse was erratic, fluttering like a terrified bird beneath my fingers. It was then that the clearing came to life around us. The fairies, who had discreetly retreated to the treetops to give us privacy, swooped down like a shower of shooting stars. The hum of their wings intensified, creating an urgent, anxious melody. Dozens of them, shimmering in shades of gold, silver, and sky blue, surrounded Elina’s unconscious body. Bless appeared beside Nora and Pía; the three of them returned to human size and moved forward quickly.

"Sei please talk to me . I can't see you crying like that . I will kill that bastard tomorrow so don't worry ." "No! Don't do anything to him . You will be taken to the court ." "Then tell me about it . I will listen as long as you tell me ." "You won't believe me ." "I will believe everything you say , you just say it . " "Well you see I have the fairy mother's blessings in my voice . " "What!? " "Yes the fairy godmother blessed my voice when I was seven years old . " "You are saying the fairies exist ?" " They do . Do you not believe me ?"

My parents had been killed by Goblins and some of our fellow fairies were killed by werewolfs. We called our home as Enlaja where all kinds of fairies are there. The fairies have 3 kinds. The mosega are the ones who looks like a monsters but they are still considered as fairies and one of us. They have the ability to transform thereselves in trees, birds, or anything in the forest. The pixies are the ones who look like tinkerbel. They are tiny and cute that literally a fairies and they have the ability to make poison. They are the fairies who maintain the beauty of nature and cater the fairies who are sick. And Lore are the fairies who looks like a human and I am one of them. We have the abi

But one thing that she will surely capture you aside from her flawless wavy brown hair is her purple eyes. I also spotted a few witches. And no, not the witches like the ones we see one movies that have wrinkly faces and long noses. These witches are good. They have the same race as my Prince Fred - power and alchemy users. In their kingdom, they call the males warlocks while the women are called witches. One of the witches among the group is Lady Sabrina. Seeing her in a white dress makes you see how beautiful and different they are from the ugly witches we've seen in movies. Her long dark brown hair was curled at the end and was bouncing elegantly at her back as she walked. Her green eyes

the tiny tink says. I look up to see Shelby's sister Sammie. "What is it, sweetie? You do not have to be afraid. We will protect you. You are safe here," I say calmly. "I saw who came to the fairy tribe land. I saw a big man and....," Sammie stops. She looks at Luther. "Go ahead, sweetie. What did you see?" I ask her. "Queen Laura, the men I saw, looked like wolves," Sammie says.

Christian Purues his lips and lets her hand go moving towards the stone basins representing Vampires. The fairies arrive first. Their presence is like the shift in the air before a storm — light but sharp, electric. Maren steps into the clearing with her head held high, her silvery-blue hair cascading down her back like flowing water. Her wings shimmer faintly, their glow barely visible in the fading daylight. She glances at Elizabeth and gives a small nod. “We are ready,” she says with a calm, steady voice.

Clearly, more is going on here than we knew. In a cabin deep in the forest in Casmiria, Alora was unpacking for her stay in the Elven world. In any kingdom where Alora stayed, they provided her with diplomatic lodgings, since she was a princess and a warrior. The cabin was making Alora homesick for her Fae homeland of Fairian, despite how much she liked it. She found it difficult to forget the daisies floating in the air like clouds. While the fairies were at work, their wings flitted about, and they had many colors. Some fairies had golden wings, while others had silver. Each fairy had a different color for their wings. A light breeze accompanied the fairies' music.