Fairy Aesthetics Novels & Stories

“It shows you things as they are meant to be, but oftentimes life deviates from the written plan.” I stood, turning toward the feminine voice. "Garreth will be worried about me," I told the fairy standing in front of me. I had never met a fae that wasn't earthbound and her beauty was beyond anything I'd ever imagined. Her hair was silver like the webs clinging in the trees and looked softer than silk. Her skin was pale with a hot pink blush, shimmering softly in the diffused light.

Laggas spoke with a serious expression on his face. “The fake newborn fairies not only would have a solid figure, but also…” Reyan muttered as he stared at Hail who nodded in affirmation. “Yes.” Hail answered. “Since the fake newborn fairies could combine themselves, they would have a solid figure.” He spoke. “Each of them also should have some power of the real newborn fairy, so, after they have combined themselves, not only did their figures become solid, and be more solid – “ he looked at them with a serious expression on his face. “ – their powers should have become stronger, too.” He told them.

"What are we doing today?" She stops whatever she thinks she is doing and I decide to take a look around. The place is filled with overgrown grasses but irrespective of that, it still looks as beautiful as the place should... The moors is really beautiful and the creatures which inhabit it are the feys, fairies, dwarfs, pixes and many more. The feys and fairies have been united a long time ago. You see, Feys and fairies are different. Feys have pointed ears and magic, to top it all off, they can't lie while fairies have wings and also have magic but they can lie. Fairies are Feys currently live together in Trixie's home kingdom.

Even though the number is really few . I was performing like any other day , but the new customer continues to stare at me . Its making me uncomfortable somehow. He is very handsome and muscular , seems like a knight . But he is staring too much . But somehow I can't look away from those beautiful red eyes . It feels like they are drawing me near , like a fairy ! It's dangerous.

It looks like a human now, but more magical. The water fairy is pale but her skin is smooth, almost as clear as the water. She's beautiful as well with her blue eyes, dark hair, and pointy ears but the main highlight of her beauty is her wings. They are like that of the wings of a swallowtail butterfly but instead of different colors, its body is like waves of the ocean. "She's Wera, the head fairy of the water fairies." Maddie kept staring at Wera and she couldn't hide her amusement. Wera slightly bowed before them.

Here, in our realm, I was not using a glamour to cover my real form, it was meant for humans anyway, and didn’t even work on other fairies. Previously short, dull, brown hair regained its past waist length and black, shiny, color. Flowing in loose curls. Familiar silver eyes were staring back at me. At my long-pointed ears, plump lips, and longer members. At full breasts and alluring hips. My 1,75 meters height combined pretty well all of my features. The result was an elegant and delicate one. I’ve missed myself. Giving a bitter smile, I stepped away. Time to see the girl.

“Not your storybook princesses. Not fish-tailed angels. But creatures of tide and hunger. Their songs aren’t lullabies, they are traps. They drag ships under, for fun. For vengeance. For a different kind of delicacy.” I saw black eyes in green water, mouths filled with rows of sharp teeth. I was gripping the stool so hard my knuckles ached. “Fair folk,” she said, her voice turning sharp. “Don’t ever call them fairies. That word is a lie. They are not cute. They are not kind. They are old as time, twisted by beauty and cruelty. They trade in riddles and pain. Step into their realm, and time will forget you. You will come back hollow, if you come back at all.”

"But the fairies-" "To hell with the fairies!" "How can you say that?" Sam pinches the bridge of his nose before taking a deep breath and continuing: "Shandra, understand: it's not because they're colorful and cute that they automatically deserve our empathy. Fairies are just as scheming as demons; they only think they're better because they think they're the chosen ones of their Goddess." "But-"

"No, no, she is a fairy, that is, the kind who appears in front of your eyes out of thin air to save your life in a difficult moment, and then disappears in an instant..." The brothers heard it so mysteriously that they even thought his head was broken . But seeing him speak very seriously, as if trying to describe that feeling, he can only cooperate to imagine. Mincent doesn't know how to say the feeling of meeting a fairy in the morning. It seems that all the beautiful words used can't match her. "The face has no flaws at all, the small nose is high, and the eyes are particularly beautiful, like a little magic. In short, it is very beautiful. The main reason is that she came and went witho

Hera woofs at him. “See, she’s good.” He says, turning to the now clustered area around us. Aolis has told me of the fae creatures that live on their land. The little red-hair man must be a leprechaun, the twig looking girl must be a dryad, there are the sprites, of course, notable for their glowing skin making them look like large fire flies and then there are some fairies floating around too. At least I hope they are fairies, the good kind, not faeries the bad kind. Apparently, the only way to distinguish between them is how they spell fairy. Well, that and their behaviors. “Queen Anastasia is good.”