Fairy Fakemon Novels & Stories

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

"At first, I thought it was just a silly Elvian myth. But I believe Prince Alucard. If he said that, then I can't help but believe it." Fritz's expression loosened, then lowered his gaze to the floor. "Captain, what kind of creature do you think Haier-Elvian is?" "Like you read in history books. They are mixed creatures between humans and Elvian who have enormous magical powers. I've never seen magic with my own eyes, but it seems like a pretty powerful thing. Maybe that's what the prince wants." Guffiy paused and then looked out the window. "I don't know what he will do to that girl. Prince Alucard will likely recruit her as his exclusive subordinate. That's why we were ordered to take the

I'd been waiting for an opportunity to change that, but I never thought that would come while I stood at the altar. Armani barely nodded, adjusting his grip around my fingers. We glanced at the officiant at the same time, silently asking him to begin the fake ceremony. I wondered if it was real to him. The officiant cleared his throat loudly. "We are gathered here today to witness the union of the Cartelli and the Rizzo family." Not the loving union of two people.

Maybe, I can't tell, but I can tell you Regal was now sixteen years old, and he was quite a beauty! Here at Fang city empire, it was just daybreak, and everywhere was already bustling with life, the citizens were moving up and down. some trying to sell their goods, others trying to buy one thing or the other. Either way, they moved here and there satisfying their needs. Most of them walked just like human beings with a few exceptions, running very fast, probably trying to meet up with something or someone. The empire would probably pass for a human habitant if not for these few exceptions who were displaying super ability as they ran and jumped.

"Are you kidding? You're really talking about my dad?" "I am. If we can break the spell your parents cast on you, you will probably have white wings like him. And don't forget the elongated and sharp canines characteristic of the fae," she looked at Kai, still mocking me. "This will be amazing." "I'm just one-third fae, right? Maybe I won't have wings," I spoke a little exasperated. "You're not afraid of heights, right?" asked Kai with a smug smile. "Because it's just heights, nothing to be afraid of."

John was optimistic but it wasn't enough to keep them still, the quivering sound of one of the campers was a signal that it was only a matter of seconds before everything went South for them. "Gary... I know you are frightened but please for your sake and the rest of us do not do anything stupid." John said trying to manage the whole situation and it was too late, the long claws of a beastly creature had slized through someone's flesh. The creature was huge with animalistic features of a wolf it's eyes a shiny red that was visible through the dark. It stood tall with the upper half of it's body widely intimidating and they all looked like ants before him. Their eyes went slowly to look at Ga

I outburst in frustration. Damien chuckled. "She'll be fine; she's just afraid. She's awake, Sage, maybe not mentally but physically. She needs assurance that she's safe before she can heal completely and wake." My brows furrowed in confusion. "She's an Afsrid wolf." I didn't say a word yet, but I digested what he had just said.

The opening line of Déjà Vu hangs in the air. I feel goose bumps rise on my arms as the pillar of light widens, spreads, and one by one, each of the boys is revealed. Felix stands dead centre in front of a mic, dressed all in black, with a dark velvet top hat and eyeliner to complete the look. On any other person, in any other setting, it would look totally ridiculous, but in the fantasy setting of a Fable show, it just works. Bathed in cold white light, he looks every bit the sardonic dark-hearted rock god he's publicized as. Pity he's just as evil in real life.

I snapped my gaze at him as I tried to decipher his words. “You mean they weren’t who they claimed to be? But wouldn’t someone have recognized them?” Both Finn and Ivan were quiet. “We weren’t looking for it. Someone could have come in and pretended. None of us asked the hard questions or really talked enough to make them give themselves away.” Finn clicked his tongue angrily. “It could have been a fucking mimic.” A mimic was a creature that little was known about. They were closely related to ghosts but their nature was associated with demons, yet their magic was similar to a fairy. They had the uncanny ability to ‘mimic’ any appearance of any creature. This included copying their voice and

"What thing?" "The thing where you find everything that's wrong with a room before you find anything that's right with it." "The chairs are in the wrong formation." Mia looked at the chairs. Then back at Ava. "They look like chairs to me." "That's because you're not thinking about sight lines." "I'm really not," Mia agreed cheerfully. Sofia appeared on Ava's other side, having apparently materialized from nowhere the way she occasionally did when she sensed Ava was approximately forty seconds away from rearranging school furniture without permission. "The chairs are fine. The program starts in five minutes. Where is your head?"