Dark Fairycore Aesthetic Novels & Stories

He has more than enough creatures to spare to eliminate his enemies. His own army lines the perimeter of his barrier. An assortment of orcs, ogres and giants comprise his evil defense. These creatures feed on destruction and chaos. Their hunger for flesh, especially fairy flesh aided the Dark fairy to get their cooperation. He has promised them free reign of the four realms with the exemption of his own supremacy over them. The Dark fairy could care less if they spread chaos over the realms. He just wants to have them under his rule. Ruling without rules as long as they follow him…

Victoria bristled; she hated the feeling of someone prying into her mind. "I'm sorry," the Light Fairy added softly, sensing her discomfort. Victoria folded her arms, her voice laced with skepticism. "If that's the case, why don't I set you free first and let you save them yourself?" "Because once you break the Core Source, the barrier will immediately collapse. The Night Walker outside will escape, and it could harm the people beyond the forest," the Light Fairy explained. "Then why should I even bother saving the Dark Fairies?" Victoria shot back. "Why not just kill them? Once they're gone, the Night Walkers will vanish with them, right?"

He couldn't comprehend the scale of devastation unfolding before him. Farah, or rather, the entity that had possessed her body, groaned angrily. Her true nature was now revealed, she raised the scepter high, releasing an eerie transformation. Her raven-dark hair cascaded down, and her eyes turned a haunting shade of crimson. Her red warrior dress symbolized her newfound identity, and she let out a malevolent cackle that sent shivers down the spines of those present.

While flipping the pages, she concentrated on the page that was explaining the differents spells for various circumstance. Francis keep on looking at her with intriguing expression, he was thinking that it was weird that this woman didn't seem to be afraid of his intimidating gaze. And of course, it is quiet weird for him to encounter a person like her since people often avoided looking straight at his eyes. Well, she didn't seem like your average person either with her long lustrous silky bright blonde hair that was close to white sometimes and her eyes supported by her long eyelash that keep glancing at him, was clear as a beautiful blue sky. She is a rare beauty but still he keep his dist

I ask, "What are the colors?" "Gold for Fae/Fairies. Brown for Lycan/Werewolf. Blue for Merpeople. Green for Witches and Warlocks. Red for Vampires. Purple for Dragons. Black for Zombies/ Ghouls/ Goblins/Demons. White for Angels. Yellow for Humans and Pink for Nephilims/Giants." Whoa, I've only read about things like this!

The ghost fairy stood in front of her as the whites in their bodies began to fade away and Astra believed she was staring at the most gorgeous cocoa-black skin which shone under the moonlight. The creatures before her were wrapped in deep green and blood-red clothes respectively. The female, in blood red, had her hair cascading down her back in tight braids and the male in deep green had very short hair, their big pointed elfin ears pierced at the antihelix and nobule. Their lips were a shiny caramel brown, the same as the color of their big beautiful eyes, and their necks were adorned with necklaces that no normal person could ever get. Suddenly, they smiled as the female ghost spoke. "Woul

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

Before she had plastic surgery, she had an unpleasant nickname: "Monster Baek." But everything has changed, she has become a very beautiful girl. With her new face and the compliments she received, she felt very superior. However, she never admitted that she had had plastic surgery. That's how she changed. She always thinks that she has to be "the queen bee." She has to be the prettiest girl whenever she is, and she likes to make other girls feel insecure about themselves. She really likes to see other people cry because they can't be as beautiful or good as she is. In fact, all the photos she uploads on social media always show false and ridiculous Aegyo. However, when someone comments that

Chambers - White Werewolves - Dark Blue Wizards - Dark Violet Alchemists - Dark Brown Fairies - Dark Green Shapeshifters - Black Levy looked at me with a frown face. "Tsk, should I just threaten Sir Vein and force him to put us in a class together?" I immediately burst into laughter. I think Levy is obsessed with me right now. This is why it's so hard to be charming. "Don't be down. We're already roommates. I'm sure the time will come when you'll get tired of this face."

Death! Its as if the touched of death imprinted his soul. Marked him that he is next in line of its prey to devour. That tells him to ready himself for the battle he might not win. Soon the fae's body shines brightly in the most beautiful intricate designs that lined its whole appearance. The lines that starts from its forehead through out his arms and its upperbody like a diamonds been drawn perfectly. Its eyes has the contrast of gold and diamond. Very complex yet mesmerising. A draft of perfection. An art of death.