Fairy Comments Novels & Stories

Said me again excitedly. “You are crazy!” “Hey, I like you. What's your name, Lady?” Ask the other. “My name is Fuschia. What about you guys?” “We are the wandering fairies. We don't have a name.” “Oh. Too bad.” “Hey! You! Who are you? How come you can hear our voices?” “I have no idea. Who do you think I am?” “You are a human whose manna flows smoothly. Are you a wizard?” “I thought magic no longer exists here. So do wizards.”

He saw the pained expression from his fairy so he tried to comfort her by patting her shiny pale yellow hair. "It's alright. You are going to be fine."He whispered. Her pained expression suddenly calmed down. Then after a few seconds, she slowly opened her eyes. He could see that his fairy was still adjusting her eyesight. He was mesmerized by the color of her eyes. It was like a fresh green mint in the forest. His heart started to thump faster especially when his fairy turned her gaze towards him. It seemed like he didn't know what to do. He just froze right there looking at her like a fool.

We laughed it up, and afterwards I asked my very first questioned again, “But, seriously though, did she maybe remind you of one of the mystic blood?” “I don’t know, she kind of remind me of a fairy, but she’s not petite or… I am so sorry to say this about your mate, she is not bubbly like the major trait of every fairy has.” Ficus told me the truth, I do feel her beauty remind me of a fairy, the enchanting kind of beauty, but she is tall, and have that brash attitude which is the opposite of the main trait of fairy folks. “She does have some quality but not most of it, which is strange…” I said to Ficus, while everyone around us cheered on the tv screen.

"I already told you that I am nosey, and I go places I should not go. "Thank you, Sammie. I will take care of Selene. You are my favorite fairy by far. You know it," I say to her. "Oh, Alpha, thank you," Sammie says. She flutters up to my cheek and kissed me right as Laura is coming down to the water. Laura laughs as the little tinks fly past her. "Are you in love with another Fairy?" Laura asks me. I take her into my arms. "You are the only fairy for me," I say to her.

I guess her height is 176 cm which is 12 cm different from me, who has a height of 188 cm. She is beautiful, enchanting. A unique beauty, I called her beauty "fairy tale beauty". Is she from another country? She looks different from a common girl in this country. After a while, she finally realized that I was staring at her. That girl, Nadya, whom I didn't know her name at that time, saw me too. While I looked at her with a look full of admiration, she smiled at me. Her cheeks weren't red, maybe that's her "Candle skin" uniqueness, but I could sure that she was shy when I looked at her. And behold, even her gaze is so different; her gaze is gentle, delicate, and winning. I swear she looks li

Awesome start to the day. "He isn't a king." Bolton commented to my inner monologue. "Don't care." I sighed back to him. "Who is the fairy? She is beautiful." "That is Yavanna and watch what you say around her. Never take fruit from a fairy either. They are gorgeous creatures, but love a good game of wits. They always win too." "Ok, any other warnings then stay away from Dragons and Fairies?" "You'll be fine, just try not to be a brat. Listen and gauge the people around you. You'll catch on quickly."

"Wait!! Hold up!!! So you're saying my great great great.... grandma was a fairy?! That's not possible!! Fairies aren't real maybe I'm just schizophrenic and I need to visit the hospital." "My dear, you said it yourself you're portraying signs of a fairy and I'm sure the pain you were feeling earlier wasn't yours—" "So you're saying because I turned beautiful overnight, started loosing my mind and talking to flowers I'm a fairy? I don't mean to be rude but can you hear yourself? And what do you mean by the pain is not mine? Did I take in someone else'spain?"

Filur stared at Dawey. “I am saying that maybe, this newborn fairy’s power is for it to be able to suck powers from others.” Dawey answered. “If it secretly sucked our power, rendering us exhausted after and not able to move, then, wouldn’t our effort and time in catching the newborn fairy be useless?” he asked.

A pair of iridescent wings fluttered gracefully, revealing the presence of a fairy—a being seldom encountered in the realms of werewolves and vampires. Hera and I exchanged intrigued glances, captivated by the fairy's radiant presence. The creature's eyes sparkled with an otherworldly wisdom, and a voice, gentle as a breeze, spoke, "Alpha Davien, Princess Hera, you carry the energies of the Heartwood within you." Surprised, I responded, "Who are you, and how do you know of our journey to the Heartwood?" The fairy inclined its head, a gesture of acknowledgment. "I am Faelan, a guardian of the ancient magic that resides within these woods. The Heartwood's whispers echo through the realms, and

She was glowing and her wings were leaving dusts of light, that’s why it was not hard to see her even with her tiny form. “What’s your name, Ms. Fairy?” I asked her in the middle of our run. “My name is Fafaniya. A garden fairy.” she introduced using her cute voice. “I am Amara Fairoza. I am grateful to meet a garden fairy like you, Fafaniya.” “The pleasure is mine, Amara.”