Novel & Cerita Dark Fairy Male

] [Dragon King: They don’t look like they know we are here. [Fire Phoenix: That red-haired is annoying me for some reason.] [Fairy Queen: Same feelings here @Fire Phoenix.] ……. A/N: For clarifications: Dragon King - Oliver Troublemaker Goblin - Jethro Silent Werewolf - Draven Snow Fox - Snow Not Little Mermaid - Nayara Fire Phoenix - Lumara Fairy Queen - Crystal Do you like these nicknames I made for them? On the other note, thank you for reading~ lovelots

The door creaked open before Father could fully comprehend the situation. A figure clad in dark purple entered the room, his attire exuding an air of royalty. His impeccable trousers and regal waistcoat, paired with a sweeping black coat, seemed out of place in our humble cottage. Even his boots gleamed with an otherworldly polish. His pointy ears hinted what he was. A. Faerie. Despite his dignified appearance, it was clear he wasn't the Lord himself. Unlike the menacing tales of the Dark Lord, this man seemed somewhat approachable, though his expression remained serious.

"There is another force on this side. Davian is leading a contigent of Darklings, Rogues and Dark Mages to try and break through the barrier. We are engaging currently. He is demanding we return his wife and Marcellah to him." Alpha Reed reported through the earpiece, pin pointing the position of one of our main targets. "Will you be able to handle them or should I send you more men?" My father asked, sounding breathless as he swiftly took out his enemies with the incredible skill he was famed for. He had been integral to the clearing of many of our enemies, showing them no mercy as he traversed through the field in search of Jonathan. "No. We can deal with them. Davian may prove to be a pro

, she asked for the second time. Then, the scene changed. The fairy found herself in the middle of the crowed. On that crowed she saw a woman in black jacket. She looked weird but she was gorgeous. In that crowed, the fairy saw a man in uniform. He looked like the man she had made love. She realized that he was the same man. “Major Adam, we are about to leave”, uttered the other man in uniform. The dream fairy finally knew his name. “so, you are Adam”, she mumbled.

When Drago growled in return, Madchen jumped, trying to free herself from Drago’s grip, but he wasn’t letting her go. Suddenly, a glowing mist surrounded the dragon, and he transformed in front of her, into a handsome naked man. He was as tall as Drago, with almost identical features, except his hair was golden blonde, falling in waves to his shoulders.. His naked body was ripped with muscles, and it was hard for Madchen to pry her eyes from This sexy, huge man who was, just a second ago, a dragon. Unabashedly, he stood there, smiling at her, like it was completely normal to be standing in nothing but his birthday suit.

His thoughts were interrupted by Scorpion, but his eyes remained fixed outside. "We are not in the palace yet, and you are already being formal?" He sounded grim. "Whether or not we are there, certainty still holds, and am forever loyal to you". It was at that moment that he turned to face him and Scorpion's eyes went down after they beheld his. He didn't dare look at him, for the man he stood before was The prince, Nolan Armstrong I. He was back to himself, tọ his authoritative self. How? He used just one night to transform into the powerful man he used to be. The man that nobody was able to predict. What happened between him and the Royal ladies? Why did he suddenly change? Wait! Has he pl

I stood in the midst of a moonlit forest, the silvery glow of the moon casting an otherworldly light over the serene landscape. Suddenly, a shadow appeared, and my heart raced when I saw him under the moonlight—tall, broad, and dangerous. His long black leather coat shimmered faintly, silver buckles gleaming on his shoulders. A dark cloak swirled behind him, and his black boots thudded heavily as he approached. The demonic mask of blackened iron obscured his face, leaving only glowing eyes visible, and the smile he wore was sinister and bone-chilling. Then, he lifted his hand and slowly removed the mask. My eyes widened in horror as I realized that the man before me was Zander Blake, standin

Summoning the flock of red and black butterflies around her, the glow within her yes intensified as the lust to crush the person in front of her doubled. This is bad. I am excited to test my competency of how far am I from being the monster that my father expected me to be. “Interesting scenario. Looks like our vanguard has been caught. Do you want my help?” The familiar arrogant voice of Damon the Prideful stopped Maleficent from her plan on attacking Angelo from under the water. Floating beside her, a smirking amber-eyes horned being with both of his arms crossed as he looked at her with interest and amusement.

Michael introduced him as Gustavo. Next came the man to the left who was much smaller, but just as stocky as Gustavo. His raven black hair was shaved at the sides and the long hair left at the top was tied in a ponytail. His eyes were black as night, devoid of all emotions as he glared at Asher. His mouth which turned down in a frown had a nasty scar right above his top lip. Also like Gustavo, this man sported tattoos all along his arms and up around his neck as well. Michael deemed him to be Stefen. Neither man spoke as they took Asher in. Their eyes held no signs of interest or warmth as they examined him. Under their scrutinizing gazes Asher could feel himself wanting to shrink bac

He was still anxious when he thought of that ghastly nightmare. Davian and Felicity were both drunk in Club Enigma, and the music in the room was deafening. Felicity collapsed on the couch, eyes closed, but could still sing along with a few lines. Davian collapsed next to her, completely blacked out. A man was sitting in a dark corner. He was dressed in a black shirt and black pants, like Hades, the ruler of darkness. He gently swirled a glass of red wine in his hand, and the dark shade of red that was reflected in his eyes made them blood-red. He stared at the glass for a long time, and suddenly sneered, his expression cold. 'That woman's heart is cold and hard, like a rock. I can never cha