Fairies Weakness Novels & Stories

Out of habit, my mind began bombarding me with everything Cadence had ever learned about fairies. Diagrams of their anatomy. Their physical, spiritual, and energy bodies. Their life cycle. Their weaknesses. Their strengths. I was comparing each fairy to memories that weren’t mine when I should have been shutting Cadence’s knowledge out. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop it. I squeezed my eyes shut, but that only made it worse. Now I could hear Cadence’s voice loud and clear. ‘Use your butterflies to spread the venom within the walls. Eliminating damaged seeds will help us concentrate on the viable ones.’

But other than that, you can't tell anything is wrong with her. Fairies are connected to nature just like nymphs and sprites. We all share a special sort of bond to help the earth grow. It's our job as nature nurturers to keep her safe and healthy. So when something comes along and tries to destroy it, she cries out to us for help. Some of us are gifted with a special healing ability that works on nature, but unfortunately it doesn't work on people, or I could heal myself.

The queen glared at Laura who had just spoken. “I will have you know that not all magic is performed brutally like how you witches do yours, fairy magic has a peaceful aura to it but is the most powerful you can find because, unlike you witches, ours comes directly from mother nature and we all know that she is not rough but smooth and welcoming. But don’t mistake her calmness because when she is angry, all hell breaks loose, just like fairy magic.” The queen boosted.

He was still eyeing me suspiciously but when he heard nothing from me, he just disappeared from my sight. The moment he left, I felt that I lost my strength and I leaned against the tree. I almost threw up my insides because of the nervousness. These fairies are dangerous. They were able to sense me without me knowing that I already blew my cover the moment they arrived here. How could I have thought that they would not notice me? They are like celestial beings, higher than immortals and human beings. Even higher than the guardians themselves.

That is if I get the chance to live a lifetime. “I guess they took every precaution necessary.” I half laughed, and my father shook his head at my dry humor. Iron was a faeries weakness, and the worst one at that. It burned the skin to the touch, and stopped any magic coming from their bodies. It made us weak, and sick, leaving us nothing but totally mortal. The method was rarely used anymore to contain us, but sometimes there were special circumstances. Special circumstances, it seemed, like me. “I’ll find us a way out of here, I promise.” I said quietly, but the voice inside of me was telling me it was hopeless.

He laughed because he realized that the fairy was challenging. They have continued. The fairy didn't even have a single bruise, she is too cautious whatever may hit her, but then the Wizards' leader, finally found an opening on how to beat her. She can't be hit by magic when being struck. She is invulnerable and to weaken it, he needs to at least make her lose its guard, but how? He used teleportation while the fairy is defending herself, he then cast the fire behind him and that's how the fairy got wounded.

Kendra opted to walk when she got close to other fairies, she didn’t want anyone seeing her wings, she walked fast as her wings swept the ground behind her, she did not care. One of the downfalls of being a fairy was that when they find their mates everyone could see from their wings, they harden, mature and the original color darken. Everyone could see when the other has found their mate.

"Dryads are generally timid and their magic is low class compared to that of a sidhe, much less a royal sidhe." "You should know better than anyone that the amount of magic a person holds has nothing to do with their capability to commit murder." My father was already pulling out his extinguisher gear from the little closet in the left wall. He laid a mini crossbow on the desk and followed it up with a quiver of iron-tipped arrows and an iron knife. Guns were dangerous around fairies, even when filled with iron bullets. A lot of fairy magic was born of the elements and when fire is used in a particular way—such as igniting all of the bullets in a gun at once—it could make a weapon explode; h

They had fairies working with them? This changes everything. The stakes had just escalated in a way I hadn't anticipated. Fairies were no ordinary foes – their magic was powerful, unpredictable, and could turn the tide of battle in an instant. A surge of anger mixed with fear for my pack's safety coursed through me. How dare they use such underhanded tactics against us?

My parents had been killed by Goblins and some of our fellow fairies were killed by werewolfs. We called our home as Enlaja where all kinds of fairies are there. The fairies have 3 kinds. The mosega are the ones who looks like a monsters but they are still considered as fairies and one of us. They have the ability to transform thereselves in trees, birds, or anything in the forest. The pixies are the ones who look like tinkerbel. They are tiny and cute that literally a fairies and they have the ability to make poison. They are the fairies who maintain the beauty of nature and cater the fairies who are sick. And Lore are the fairies who looks like a human and I am one of them. We have the abi