Fairy Fires Novels & Stories

Modern Fairytale© 2020 by Dazzling Star. All Rights Reserved Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Perhaps it doesn't support any act of violence or activities against society. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. DEDICATED TO ALL FAIRYTALE LOVER…❤️

Flames A Rare kind of witches, extinct. The last Flames were burned down by common witches for the crime of being unique. Flames powers consist of Fire. Manipulating fire, imagining it, using it for one's need, and lastly illusions. Flames and Werewolves are the only supernaturals that can coexist without feeling a need to be at war with each other. There have come a time where a werewolf mate had to be a flame and the flame had to have an "Ignis" ( a soulmate ), they called him ignis because the wolves ignited the flames' fire. Just like the wolves, the Flames tend to have a short temper. When the werewolves started becoming extinct, the flames lashed out on families, friends, and mainly on

It was hemmed in with blazing fires. "Go back to where you belong!" Nerida snapped angrily. Vino swept the defeated foes towards the opening directly to hell. The whole fairyland had a closed shield. When other imps ran out cowardly and bumped into the protection, they scurried back and hurdled themselves into the burning hole voluntarily. When the reds were wiped out, Nerida and Brie went to visit the reclining fairies on the ground. They were attended with other fairies. "Bring the wounded to Sir Orlando!" Vino uttered to Brie. "I will finish cleaning this place."

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

The first fairy bundled the two bags together before straightening, “We’ll have to trust that she’ll be alright until the Council stops Damon and the others.” “That bit of news today chilled me,” the fairy flew down with her hands filled with large jars, “I am so afraid for our little Daffodil.” “She will be okay, Emae.” Emae wrapped the jars in a large cloth before looking over at her Fairy friend, “W-will the Council really stop them?” There was an uncomfortable silence in the bright room. The older fairy waited before she was sure her voice wouldn’t quiver, “They will have to. At least, to keep up their image in front of the Realm.”

We both sit stunned in silence for a few seconds before even acknowledging the words he was speaking. "What was it talking about?" I ask Grey hoping there could be some other option besides a fucking Fire Fairy. They are sneaky, ruthless bastards that are greedy and manipulative. They are seductresses, both males and females, and they will burn you and your lands to the ground if you wrong them in even the slightest ways. If they are even in a sour mood one day because the clothes they are wearing are irritating them, they tend to fire up so to speak, and just freak out. Unpredictable would be a better word for them. The one Fire Fairy I met, I was only about 10 years old and so was she. She

Susie said. We all immediately began looking around. Some fairies are actually demoted angels, some believed that demons were the leftover spirits of fairies. It varied, depending who you talked to, but few would talk about it all. Fairies were also usually telepathic, one of their most useful talents in addition to spells and magic. “Come out, come out little Kai,” Godfrey mocked him. There were only a few lights from houses that we hadn’t set on fire, but there were also still numerous fires around, mostly the only light.

With another blow of a wind from between her lips, the fire ball began to appear beside Starvos, creating a round shield. Starvos’s eyes were wide eyed when he noticed that he was engulfed in fire but the fire didn’t hurt him nor did it scald his skin. “Go,” Mona said for him to rush forward, running straight through the ghouls who began to wail from pain as they came in contact with the fire that surrounded him. Dominic walked toward the lake, staring at the dark sea as he recalled how the Master had told him the lake hold a fairy’s presence and how the fair that live there have a magical power.

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

The clouds are gathering, and my heart jumps to the startling sound of thunder crashing down. It's as if the heavens have given up and made way for the wrath of God. A blazing red color paints the skies red, and I shiver at how much it resembles blood. "I've never seen the sky look like that before." Finn stands straighter and takes a step forward to keep me standing in his shadow. "Arvin must have the thunder fairy in his possession—that is the only explanation for the fires and the thunder." "Mum!" Finn shudders at the view of fairies screaming when a building gives in and collapses. An elderly fairy is trying to run with her daughter, but I can already tell they won't make it.