Amy Brown Fairies Novels & Stories

Aiden added, seemingly unimpressed with my authoritative tone. The snap of branches and twigs alerted us to the movement as the trees bent and twisted their limbs encasing us in a large dome prison. In the small gaps of light, flitters and flutters made the light flicker as we observed the fairies at work, commanding the forest to bend to their whim, maintaining our enclosure. A small opening appeared at the far side, and three tall, elegant figures stepped inside. Their ethereal beauty gave them away instantly, they were high fae. Closer to elves than fairies, and the most powerful of their kind.

Her soft pink hair had always fascinated her and she had asked her mother if she could dye it too. Her family had never shied away from talking about Agnes and her tiny daughter but they didn’t have much to say about the two. Several years ago, Beryl’s mother had told her of Aunt Agnes being married to a real fairy. Beryl remembered the grip of her heart when she’d seen the picture of a young, pretty Aunt Agnes standing next to a tall handsome man with light pink hair and laughing eyes. The part of the picture that had caught at her chest was the large wings sprouting from the man’s back.

Girls dressed as pixies with colored hair or wigs and silvery wings, men and women with painted blue skins in long cloaks, men looking like grim reapers, folks with long pointy ears, white hair, imitating elves, a boy in a peacock mask and golden diadem, laughing women wearing fox clothes, a man with long raven feather cloak, a gaggle of girls with beautiful flowers braided in their hair, men with feathers on their neck and some with large tattered wings. Amelia wasn’t surprised - she was stunned at the spectacle. She was not able to remove her eyes from them. She didn’t even realize that she was literally gaping at them. And how come most of them were so beautiful? Several men walked past h

I wanted to go back but didn't want to stay alone because as long as I was with my family, I was happy. *** "Pink or yellow?", asked Ama as she held the pencil colors for me to see. I pretended to think before answering. "Blue" a frown graced her delicate features as she replied "Princesses don't wear blue" she said choosing to go with the yellow and ignore my advice. "Who says blue isn't a princess color?" I asked feigning interest "Everyone". I rolled my eyes at the vague answer. "Don't say 'everyone' if it's just your friends who say so" she made to speak but I cut her off

Samantha laughed and clapped, overjoyed at the sight of the shimmering bubbles. At that moment, Dr Aegle realized her mistake. Samantha had no sense of danger at that moment and now she was at the mercy of the stranger. As soon as the bubbles touched the ground they changed into beautiful fairies with colourful dresses and delicate wings. Mesmerized by the beautiful creatures, Samantha looked at them in awe. Dr Aegle tried to warn her but she was helpless, unable to utter a word. The fairies signalled to Samantha, aAdriang her to move closer and she obliged happily.

"We don't know for sure what we're dealing with, so be cautious and pick your opponents wisely! If you feel overpowered or outnumbered, do not hesitate to get out of that situation and seek assistance. There is no shame in surviving. The fairies are here to fight along side us. Fight with them and for them as if they are members of this pack. I know that nothing about tonight is normal, but you won't have bragging rights if you don't make it back home. Understood?" Members of their pack who still needed to shift did so. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't impressed to see a couple of impundulus, Sol and Celeste's dark purple dragons, a thunderbird, a couple of panthers, a red fox, and even a bea

He said and stomped out of my chambers. ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★ I adjusted the thick leather belt that slung low across my hips. Nori, the fairy that had sat atop my nose picked it. It was comfortable and good for weapons or so she said. Cleta and Snowdrop, the other two tiny fairies had picked my outfit whilst Amilie, the brown woman whom I discovered was a Brownie had fed me until I couldn't take anymore and had taken my measurements so she could get me new clothes, shoes and slippers.

"Wendell and I lost a daughter of your age, Circe is to pay but that stupid Wendell thinks otherwise!" Her fist was cluttered on the nightstand next to where Amethyst was laying. "You said Dark Feys are the offspring of a demon…and a fairy. My mother is not a fairy." Amethyst said while she cringed at the oppressive thought. Her face lacked emotion as soon as she saw Hera tilting her head.

He took the rabbit from the ground and lifted it up to his chest. There was a smile on his face as he went back down and told the other soldiers to look for Gorrum. It was only a false alarm and they thought that it was an enemy. Right behind a tree where they found the rabbit, Crystal was visibly nervous when she heard them coming. Fortunately, she saw the rabbit just in time. Using her fairy powers, she enticed the little rabbit and made it stand there. Unfortunately, though, her powers don’t work with the orcs. They are simply strong against a fairy’s power of taming. Thankfully, the orcs really loved animals and took the rabbit with care.

"They are been hunted by witches because of their essence, and there is but a few of them, so they now disguised themselves in the form of fireflies so they cannot be noticed easily. And they do not come out in the open like they just did, but they are seen once in a while unless they have a message to deliver to me." Aiden said, watching as two fairies angels flew towards him and he wondered why they had come visiting.