Erza Fairy Tail Outfits Novels & Stories

Kai raises an eyebrow, “Fae?” She nods, and pinches her fingers together to indicate either small or a little bit? He nods and shrugs. She smiles, “You’ll see. It’ll be fine.” The door opens finally and there is a small flying creature; to call it a fairy would be doing a disservice to the fairies he’d seen before. Her skin is a dark mottled purple, like a bruise, and her body looks like a slightly deflated balloon, with thin stick arms and legs. She’s wearing jeans, sort of, and a knitted jumper. Her wings look like beetle wings; she has two sets that buzz loudly as she floats in front of them. Eliza smiles at her,

"Let us see if the outfit is just for show, or if you can actually fight in it." Eira did not back down. Her gaze hardened, and the fire of battle ignited in her green eyes. "Watch your neck, Zade," she whispered, and took an offensive stance. As we began to move, everything changed. The outfit truly functioned like a second skin. Eira was faster than ever. When she dodged my sword and spun to get behind me, her braid brushed my arm. Her scent—the cold wind and something sweet and clean—hit my nose.

"Fairy?!" Erella uttered. She was looking at the creature with amazement. Her gaze was concentrated on the tiny human. She overlooked the web where the fairy was stuck because she was really awestruck looking at it. The little fairy was a chubby little girl with short curly bluish hair. And she was glowing like a dim light bulb.

"Er...Erza..." The one who knocked on the door was Erza. She wore a lady's suit like the man Emma had seen. But there is a difference that can be easily seen. On her left breast, there is a round badge made of gold attached. Perhaps it was the thing used to divide the ranks in the Domenica house. Erza looked from top to bottom of Emma's feet. She didn't say anything, just quietly walked inside. She said. "We need to talk. I need some information about you,"

He did have a point, although Dad said he just wants to avoid it, but either way, his point made sense and Rayhan, Uncle Liam and Grandad El, all agreed with Leo, so in the end, he beat Dad on that one. Azura and I are twinning. We’re both in chained gold dresses, with nude bodysuits underneath. Mine is shorter, cut diagonally with a slit. It has a halter neck, and the chain of the skirt just about covers my ass. My nails and lips are painted red, and I have smoky eyes. My entire body glistens with a golden subtle shimmer. I have paired it with strappy gold heels and some gold jewellery. Azura’s has thin spaghetti chain straps with some chains draping off her shoulders. The bust area is emph

“Queen Fae, it’s the makeup.” “Even without makeup, you shine like the beautiful mermaid you are.” “Well… Queen Fae, how can you also be very beautiful in your fairy attire?” “That’s because you made me the most beautiful dress.” I couldn’t believe how Nayara looked ethereal tonight. People will surely look her way once she walked among them. There’s also Lumara, who is shining in her custom-made phoenix attire, and Snow in her beautiful fox dress. We owe it all to Nayara, who tirelessly worked on our wardrobe through the night.

*Elentari POV* I woke up the next day, happy the color was still in my hair. I curled it as best I could overnight while sleeping in curlers. I went to my closet and was happy to see more clothes. There was an extremely cute knee-length black lace dress with a built-in corset. A matching lace choker was on the hanger as well. I paired them with my knee-high heeled boots and smiled. I used a spell to create a magnificent curly updo with braids and smiled at myself. I felt like a princess today. I had come to accept my curves in the last few days and smiled, looking at myself from every direction in the mirror. This was my last day as a normal person. After today, I will be the Princess of Fae

A woman in white moved through the crowd like light itself had decided to take human form. If a pure sorceress of light had a uniform, the woman Ezra referred to as Shina wore it. White that wasn’t just fabric but a thin armor of glow…long sweeping panels that fell like liquid moonlight, a high collar embroidered with silver runes that caught torchlight and scattered it, sleeves trailing just enough to hint at ceremony. Her hair was braided and pinned in a clean crown, and small beads…maybe mother-of-pearl, maybe glass…threaded through the braid, flashing like distant stars.

That could be better. Erza quickly got out of bed, went to the wardrobe, and started to prepare my clothes, which she took out, straightening them before putting them in the suitcase. "Just a few sets; I have clothes there," I say. She nodded. I turned out the window. Erza stupidly thought I didn't see her; the fake smile disappeared, leaving only sadness in her eyes. "I won't be gone for long," I say. Erza raised her head. “Yesterday you said that a month.”

She can sense that everything would backfire on her if she didn't do what's right, what her mother Aurora wants, and what her real intention is while she's at the mansion. Erina changed her outfit for their horseback riding, given by her personal maid. She wore white-fitting leggings, black boots below the knee, and a black coat with an inner white top. Arden matched her equestrian outfit, which made him look more honorable, like a king, with his dark features. Erina cleared her throat as she looked at his proud stance, looking like a soldier who doesn't need his own battalion to defeat a large group of enemies because he is his own weapon.