Deliora Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

He picked it up, holding it against his chest as tears streaked through the grime on his face. Then, from somewhere deep within the haze, came a whisper. Not human. Not earthly. “She is not gone. She is becoming.” Kael froze, eyes darting toward the sound. The wind shifted. The mist parted. And there she was. Liora stood on the far edge of the ruined clearing, motionless her hair floating as if underwater, her eyes glowing faintly now, not silver but violet. The relic hovered in front of her chest, pulsing in rhythm with her slow, steady breaths.

"Yeah!" She closed her eyes took two crystals out of her chest. One is black and the other one is white. When she opened her eyes, she swiped her hand on the floating crystals in front of her. A bright light exploded. After it vanished, two young ladies stood beside her. At the first glance, they thought they're fairies because of their ethereal beauty. "They are Lucis' daughters. This is Xina, the black lotus demon. And this is Aerah, the nine tailed fox demon. I assume you've already known them from the books."

"I guess I don't get what you're saying." "I know it's you Amelia! You can cut the act now." Li-lah shook her head in denial. "I'm really not who you're saying I am. I'm Delilah Sanchez." Diego's faith was shaking. Is she really not Amelia? Was he wrong? "You're not Amelia, are you?" "That's what I've been saying. You must have thought I was someone else. Delilah Sanchez is who I am." but... "Mom, Grandma is here." Lia said running over to Li-lah. She was excited.

She flinched at its nearness but didn't move. After several seconds, a small trail of blood came out of Delilah's palm, passing through the orb, where it lingered a few moments as though tasting her blood. When it finished, the black orb changed to silver. "Delilah's strongest power comes from the vampires," I said, smiling happily. As I spoke, it changed to green. "And your secondary power comes from fairies." Fairy magic had to do with emotions, and those who were influenced by fairy magic were exceptionally kind and good.

Adelina replied laying on the bed. "so... tell me about this..." Fia was interrupted by Adelina who spoke, "Don Giovanni. Well, he's hot... he's handsome... in short, he's dream guy. The things that frustrate him are slow replies, people who blink their eyes... like a lot plus he likes to be talkative in bed," Fia who was standing just blinked her eyes twice. "How do you know this?" she asked when came back in the senses. "She's the one..." the bossy tone of a female made both of them turned around.

But before Cain could intervene, Eleanor looked at the hostile disciples and said with a mishevious smile, "Well, firstly! let me teach something even incredible disciples like yourselves couldn't figure out, shall we?!" "Wha?!...You! how dare you talk to us like that?!" Said the arrogant disciple outraged, but Cain stopped him and said, "Just listen to her, it could help you all a lot." After Cain's order they shut their mouths and listened to her. "So, about the fluitis, it seem to need the substance of another herbe called finus. We have to grow the finus herbe near the fluitis mias so that it would help her to nurture and grow. This is the only way."

Seeing Deril’s exaggerated expression, Queenie rolled her eyeballs. “Deril!” “Oh, yes! I’d like to know if you should kiss him like the stories in fairy tales.” “Forget it!” Queenie said quickly. Fewa was her friend. There was no way something like that could wake Fewa. “All right,” said Deril. He didn’t want to upset Queenie. The girl was a friend of the Little Dragon, who was passing out. Deril didn’t want after Fewa woke up, Queenie ordered the Dragon to spray him with fire.

They stood tall, calm on the surface, but every second stretched longer than the last. Then, without warning, the wind changed. A sudden gust roared across the training grounds. The air pulsed with energy. Warriors froze mid-spar. A tremor rippled across the earth. Magic crackled. Above the field, the sky shimmered, liquid-like and alive. A glowing vortex opened in the air, swirling with colors too bright to be natural. Gasps broke the silence. Out of the light, three figures stepped forward. Delilah. Queen Eleora Hayes. And Kala Hayes.

"She can't. Miriam says there's nothing we can do except let the process follow its natural course. She thinks Nymeris is onto something important, something that requires this level of spiritual connection to detect." "Any theories about what these creatures are?" "That's where things get really interesting," Kael said, his expression growing grim. "Delia, the historian we've been working with who claims to be human but isn't…" "She's not human?" I asked with surprise. "Yes," Kael nodded. "She's part siren and part lycan. She lied about her identity, but she also confessed everything we found out in your investigation." "Which of the things specifically?" I asked.