Disney Fairy Godmother Novels & Stories

The fairy queen that looks like a 90-year-old woman in her dark-brown skin full of wrinkles appeared behind her. She's holding an ancient black staff with a hornbill and wearing a brown, rag-like, shabby tunic dress that reaches down her ankles and whose edges are full of irregular slits. "Oh, come on! Not now!" Joque pouted as she turned around. "Mother!" She curtsied. The queen just shook her head out of disappointment and said, "You're being childish and fighting against your goddaughter again." Yes, she is actually my godmother. She was once saved by my father from a beast, and that started the good relationship between fairies and our city.

Suddenly the voice stop's and two orbs emerge forming an image of a fairy which appeared in front of her. She stares intensely at the fairy for a moment before she tries coming closer. The fairy had almost the same features of Elena except for her wing's which looked more bigger and crystal white than Elena's. Opening her eye's the fairy says “Ah thank goodness you finally came Elena! I have been waiting for you for a very long time now. You look so beautiful! How I wished I was still with you but at least I finally got to see you.” she said as she came closer to give Elena a hug. Elena is confused and asks “Sorry who are you? And how do you know my name?” she says as she takes a few steps b

All the Fairies were around the same height as Ophelia, my godmother was also the same. The major difference between her and the other fairies was the length of her wings, they were larger than anyone I had seen amongst the Fairies and they looked stronger too, they were also not transparent, they were rainbow colored and they were really beautiful. "Thank you for letting us stay here, godmother." I thanked her. "Nonsense." She refused my gratitude. "You don't have to thank me." She said. "I'm not doing you any favor, I'm doing what I would for my family and you are my family."

One girl said, “You’re like a sexy fairy godmother.” I winked, dramatically acting pleased and then I leaned in and whispered. “Only difference? My magic lasts.” She smiled brightly at me, as if she knows what I've been through and what I did. I gave him some money for ice cream just so she could leave. I really enjoyed being a sexy fairy godmother indeed but even godmother's do get tired. So I decided to go home and call it a day. As I settled into my car, another alert lit up my phone.

“Before I could even blink Aurora rubbed her plams together her eyes glowing as she disappeared somewhere around the corner. My heart begins to beat very fast, it's pounding in my chest like it's going to implode as I try to make sense of everything that has happened tonight. Suddenly Aurora appears back and I just stood there watching astonishingly as Aurora worked her magic. She looks different now, her hair is styled up, she's putting on a red demure dress, her breast and cleavage are out to entice. Seems she's more than ready for the ball than I am... I mean who says the fairy godmother can't attend the ball! My story seems to be different from the Cinderella story I knew when I was litt

“What was the name of the witch that gave you the potion?” “Agatha. But my mom did transform into a bear before we got her back into her human form. That's when we realized her wolf was missing.” Merida tells us. I look at Kristopher. Then back to Merida. “Did she tell you to keep a small part of the potion? Just in case an antidote was needed?” Kristopher asked. Merida nodded her head.

Tears filled her eyes as she tried to take them in. Aidan rested his hands helplessly on the pillar in front of him. "This isn't just about being the fairy mother, if...if" Aidan stammered. "If the wolves were to find out we'd be damned," Peri cut in. Both Peri and her advisor Aidan were worried and they assured themselves to just let it be a secret as they appoint her youngest daughter, Saria, as the Fairy mother. "Mother!" A young fairy was approaching. Saria was a fine young fairy with eyes like sunlight and hair blonde. She was slim-built and considerably tall for someone her age.

I was tired of it, grabbing him from behind to wrap my arm around his neck, ready to dig my knife in. “Help! Please help me!” My head pushed up, eyes looking forward as his words seemed directed to someone. It was then that my eyes fell on the most beautiful fairy I had ever seen. The light from the road made a halo behind her while her little green fairy dress sparkled and made her twinkle like a little star. But that was the thing, she wasn’t little at all. No, this woman was thick, curvy, and very much fat. Her thighs were large, her hips had no bounds, and waist wide with a belly sticking out. But her breasts were barely holding in on that tiny dress.

“Why—how are you drunk? Oh my God.” I roll my eyes. Why does everyone keep saying that? It’s annoying. “I’m fine. I’m just a bit tipsy,” I say, hiccupping. “Aren’t you Cavendish’s son?” my fairy godmother asks him. He nods, looking genuinely scared of her. “Yes, ma’am. I’m so sorry—I couldn’t stop her.” “It’s not your fault. My daughter can be so stubborn.” She shoots me a look. I frown back. “I’ll take her with me now.” She grabs my hands and starts pulling me away. I almost face-plant. “Take off your shoes,” she orders.

“Moon Goddess, please… I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve this, please…help me…” These last few days had been hectic, from getting banished from my pack and being rejected by my mate to getting attacked by rogues and now these? Suddenly, a low chuckle filled the room. I froze. It wasn’t inside, but just beyond the door. “Who’s there?.” My voice trembled. The laughter came again, smooth and amused. “My script says I’m supposed to save Cinderella’s fairy godmother,” the voice drawled. “Quite the twist, isn’t it?”