Fairy Daggers Novels & Stories

I ignored every single one. I hailed a cab back home and collapsed onto my couch. Then, my phone buzzed again. This time, it was a text from an unknown number. "What kind of spell did you put on my daughter? She actually argued with me because of you! I will never let you set foot into this family. Just you wait!"

I want to scream and plead for my life and freedom, but all I can do is sob. "Boys, look what the current brought in!" Henry shouts while pounding on several doors and structures. One by one, alphas emerge, some sporting alphas that appear terrified. There are no male bettas because they are always ejected from the rig and have no place there. Our princess has returned home.

And then suddenly Adrik stepped forward with a dagger in his hand and one by one, he sliced their throated and then fell down, dead. My heart slammed in my chest. Poor witches. "We believe that the dagger is enchanted. When looked upon closely, it has inscriptions on it," Nik said and then the old witch's chanting speed increased further. And then suddenly, the three dead witches' eyes snapped open and they started standing up, as if they were in a trance. I heard a couple of gasps around the room, one of which was mine. This is why Nik was calling them zombie witches. Crap.

Fortunately they liked it. Until the day came and today is the debut party. It was held in a well -known luxurious hotel. Cassie's debut party was in a fairy themed. The hotel was designed like a real a castle. At first, I'm planning of not going into this party, but Tita Gina keeps on inviting me. I'm ashamed to refuse that's why I am now here, witnessing this fairy themed in my own eyes. Another thing is maybe it's better that I came here so I could I monitor the whole crew in serving foods and everything.

"I feel like the wardrobe could've provided me with something a little more formal." Bailey muttered as they made their way into the large dining hall. She felt under-dressed as a fae in a gorgeous gossamer outfit sidled past them. Eostre hadn't been kidding when she said there would be an event that evening. The hall was filled with fae of every type, all of them trying to get a look at the newly sithen-crowned Queen of the Spring Court.

The mixed shock and impact caused the illusion to waver for a second and that was all it took for the rest of his plan to fail. Damn... In the blink of an eye, the fairy was already beside him and already had a blade dangerously near his neck. His dark lethal gaze surprised him. How could there be a fairy this murderous?! And she's the Fairy Deity incarnate! Is she this aggressive?! "W-Woah!" He returned to his original form and panicked, accidentally signaling his men to surround them. Her eyes didn't bother looking around the dozen armed men that appeared from nowhere and only deepened the dagger on his neck. "Wait! We're not here to kill you!"

They are pure white, they glitter and shine, the daggers are no longer black, but are diamonds. “You see, the reason why you wanted me wasn’t because of the Angel or the fact I nearly killed you. No, it is because even you knew who I was related to. I am the oracle, but not the one that answers to the gods. I answer to my ancestors. All my ancestors.” Jadara steps out of me and holds my hand. We both look at Zeus and he is wide eyed as he looks from me to her and the colour drains from his face. “Now, I don’t need to tell you what happens now.” I drop Jadara’s hand and we both open our hands and we each have two swords that are burning with white flames. The enchanted blades of the fae.

then, as she was sighing a breath of relief, she reached the last page. [Rosaline Fragrance, the most potent of the seven fairies greatest fragrance potions. Only a few samples exist in the world. Whereabouts were unknown. Main target: male dragons. Effects: hypnotizing, feelings of desire and changing of personality, feelings of love. Smell: unknown, it can vary on the target, many had described as a garden of flowers.] The book fell to the ground.

she asked, startling me out of my foreboding thoughts. I nodded at her mechanically and watched her glide towards a bowl of fruits placed on the table. She took a fancy dagger embellished with jewels from the bowl of fruits. Of course, the fae needed jewelled daggers to cut fruits… Aleria twirled the dagger in her hand a few times before making a shallow cut on her palm. Blood welled up from the cut and I stared mesmerized as it glowed gold for a moment. Was that a trick of light?