Brownies Fae の小説・ストーリー

Not that it was a awful thing. Bronaugh stretched out her neck back to grin hesitantly up at her. She was at slightest five or six inches taller than Bronaugh, and built like the larger part of Fae lady: a bit heavier than was considered alluring by the people these days. Bronaugh enjoyed her promptly. She took her hand and shook it solidly. “Bronaugh Path. It’s decent to meet you.” “Bronaugh is moreover Fae,” Marc advertised. “She is no’ utilized tae being around so numerous werewolves.”

Fae-folk moved easily through the streets—elves with long silver braids, pixies no taller than my waist flitting between lamp posts and even the taller ones like Astrea and Asterin, merchants laughing as they sold glass jars of honey-dust, steaming cups of nectar tea, and garlands woven with flowers that still glowed under starlight. My breath caught. It was more beautiful than I ever imagined. “Oh,” I whispered, barely able to take it all in. “This is... unreal.” Calia smirked. “First time’s always like that. Try not to stare with your mouth open for too long you could get stardust in.” “No promises,” I murmured, still spinning slowly to take in every golden window and fluttering banner. A

Instead why was her body feeling as if it had always wanted to feed on that energy? Suddenly, another fae appeared behind her. His brown wings susurrated behind her. “Amelia!” Vargauz said.

“It’s not already?” “Nope. You’ll know when the Blood Moon actually rises,” Dorian said, nodding toward the sky. “You’ll feel it in your bones.” They made their way through the square, drawn to the colorful chaos. Kai bought everyone these deep red candied fruits that fizzed slightly on the tongue. Elias wrinkled his nose at first, but after the first bite, his eyes widened. “That’s illegal. That should be illegal.” Dorian smirked. “Told you. It’s laced with fae sugar.”

It took me a few days before she agreed to meet me. While her fox fae prepared lunch, she whispered, “So? How’s yours? Is he good in bed?” “…I’ve not tried that.” “What?! Don’t be shy! They’re literally like toys made for our pleasure. You don’t need to feel guilty about anything!” Right as she said that, her fox fae silently appeared behind us, eyes shimmering, lashes wet. His lips trembled as he said, “Master… am I only a toy to you?”

THE DISCOVERY OF ELENA The News of the discovery of a winter fairy spread across far and wide of Winterfell. The celebration event still went on as the queen of Winterfell called Aurora came in, she had tall slim figure with nice curves, her wings were as golden as gold, her dress made with colourful flowers and leaves, her hair were as brown as chocolate, her lips deep as blood and a beautiful crown made of ice on her head. She had come to see the new fairies and gave each of them special names. The fairy Born of light she gave Lumina, the fairy Born of wind she gave Faye, the fairy Born of water she gave Anahita and the fairy Born of winter she gave Elena. They were all welcomed by every f

I asked, not really caring who answered. “Fae’s are also known as Faeries. They are mystical creatures that rely on earth magic. They are much worse than warlocks, because they always have a hidden agenda. Never trust a Faerie. They twist words around and have the ability to bind you to an agreement. They think they are above all other creatures, because they use the purest form of magic. Although there are some that practice a darker magic. They are also very rare to find, because they keep to themselves and it impossible to find where they are, unless they let you. If they have a Fae helping them, it would explain why we couldn’t detect him.” Tate answered. “We got in without being detecte

"Aww, don't be cruel to him for staring. It's not his fault." "Analyn's beauty is blinding because of her Fae powers," Alpha Ambrose smirks. I take a moment to gather myself, the sharp pain in my side temporarily forgotten as I refocus my attention on the conversation. So the woman's name is Analyn. I look at him and ask, "Fae powers? What exactly does that mean?" Alpha Ambrose smiles knowingly, his eyes glimmering with a mix of amusement and wisdom. "The Faeries are a mystical race known for their ethereal beauty, enchantment, and connection to the natural world. Analyn, being a descendant of the Fae, possesses these extraordinary powers."

I furrow my brows reading the poem and looking at the whole page again. “It speaks of a war and species coming together to celebrate something, I’m not sure if its unity or the war that was spoken of was over or won. I assume these Fae being one, I have no idea what the woman in the picture is but it refers to something as an ‘ancient being’ and another is creatures of the night. But not in those words.” “Shit you think it means vampires?” “I couldn’t be completely sure but if I had to guess and put money on it, that’s the guess I’d take. I wonder………..” Rae sat silently thinking for a moment, I was about to ask her what was on her mind when she spoke.

The loft is open as a thick glass railing that goes to the average person's hips. Ghost looks like a king overlooking his kingdom as he sits on the three person black leather couch with a black metal table in front of him. I can already see the variety of drugs on the table. I see his strange glass bong like contraption that he heats up with a mini blow torch to smoke the dark crystals. There are humans drugs there as well. Clearly, he’s mixing the deathly concoction as he packs the drugs in mini plastic baggies that you would get something small like a ring. Ghost is a dark fae, which means he’s greedy, likes death, and likes pretty women with spunk.