Archive Magic Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

The wild magick that simmered under her skin sank into his bones. Scenes flashed in his head, a mother’s grave, a father’s bloody body immersed in a pool of tinted water. Faster and faster the images came, a crying child, a loving grandfather, death after death after death. The portal, Jayce’s eyes, men with blood on their hands. Faerie. “Enough!” Tobin’s hands closed around Bailey’s shoulders, physically hauling her off Beckett. His body was slicked with his own brand of magick, protecting him against hers. “Stop this!”

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The word seemed to be stuck in my throat and I try to get my voice back to normal. My breath hitches as he moves his hands higher under my shirt. His shaky hands lightly grip my hips, massaging every inch of my body. I don't think I've ever seen him this nervous before. Fairies naturally have healing magic. This is something he's known his whole life... But I'm pretty sure this is the first time he's healed a girl before.

Rita The air in the hidden wing of the library was thick with the scent of aged parchment and something deeper—magic, old and restless. Rita trailed her fingers along the spines of the grimoires, each one humming under her touch like a sleeping beast. "This one," Derek murmured, pulling a heavy tome bound in cracked leather. "It’s been calling to you since we walked in." Rita took it, the moment her skin met the cover, a shudder ran through her.

"At first, I thought it was just a silly Elvian myth. But I believe Prince Alucard. If he said that, then I can't help but believe it." Fritz's expression loosened, then lowered his gaze to the floor. "Captain, what kind of creature do you think Haier-Elvian is?" "Like you read in history books. They are mixed creatures between humans and Elvian who have enormous magical powers. I've never seen magic with my own eyes, but it seems like a pretty powerful thing. Maybe that's what the prince wants." Guffiy paused and then looked out the window. "I don't know what he will do to that girl. Prince Alucard will likely recruit her as his exclusive subordinate. That's why we were ordered to take the

She looked beautiful and terrible, a Queen of a kingdom made of debt. "I did nothing, sister," Lyra said, her voice smooth as honey. "The Shop doesn't steal. It negotiates. Mina wanted a gift for Philip. She wanted something that would make him see again. So, she made a trade. A dragon scale for a grandfather's sight." "She's seven years old!" I screamed. "She can't sign a contract!" "In the eyes of the Archive, magic is maturity," Lyra replied. She waved her hand, and a shimmering image appeared in the air between us.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

Finally, there was a girl that looked just like me, almost like a mirror. “You know me as Serenity,” she started to say, “I am your fairy and control your magic.” She then gestured to each figure in turn. “This is Arashi, she is your dragon soul, princess of dragons. This here is Lucinda, your wolf spirit and healer. Finally, this is Silk, your sprite. She controls your vampire magic and is the form you’ve been adopting since you were 8.”

The moment the spell shattered, Kira appeared in front of me and placed her hand on Zinnia's head. The cage holding me prisoner shattered like glass, the shackles turning into brown ashes. The shift wasn't as painful as the first but it left me in significant pain. While I shifted, a similar attack shot toward us but Apple blocked it, causing an explosion that spread dust everywhere in a fog-like manner. The witch's laughter reverberated, and it was frightful. "I thought as much," Apple said coldly. The fog died down and in place of the witch, a fairy with wings similar to Apple's but with shades of purple and black flew above the ground. "You've always loved charades,"

He was always prepared for a fight, but this time, Aria knew his concern was for her. They arrived at the archives, an ancient chamber buried deep beneath the castle. Dust clung to the air, illuminated by the soft glow of enchanted lanterns. Rows upon rows of books lined the walls, their spines weathered with age. This was where knowledge had been locked away—forgotten, hidden, or feared. Derek moved first, scanning the shelves with a practiced eye. “We’re looking for anything on magic corruption, the effects of dark magic on unborn life, and…” He hesitated, glancing at Magnus before finishing. “And resurrection.”