Fairy Godmother Black Novels & Stories

She then paused and lifted her chin. "Do you have the gift?" " I do not mother" Saria responded, rolling her eyes "We still have two days till the ceremony Saria. We trust it'll come along" Peri waggled her brows and gave a huge smile Saria couldn't believe what she just heard, does this mean she really was going to be the Fairy mother? She raised her brows and dropped her jaws exclaiming; "oh mother! I can't believe this! thank you so much for giving me the chance." She threw her arms over her mother. "Well your sister did say you would make a great Fairy mother." Peri grinned.

Niamph and the fiery horse worked beautifully together, battling a blood-thirsty Redcap goblin. Nor was it because Sloane and her earth fairies had the ability to become one with nature and use it as a weapon. Sloane was sinking rogues into the ground, burying them alive as two panthers and a bear fought the one-legged, one-eyed Fachan, keeping the monster away from her. One wouldn't think a pogo stick of a dark fairy wouldn't be all that terrifying, but he was more deadly than he looked. Even Shaylee was extremely skilled at sending blades in the air with precision, and even though her air fairies couldn't shift, they were swift fighters that enjoyed flying their enemies up and dropping the

“Here is not for you. You should still be suckling your mum’s breasts.” “Who do you think you’re talking to like that?” she snarled running towards the bully with imminent speed and slashing her with elongated fingers only for the girl to scream. “A monster!!” I watched as the black-haired girl picked the female bully’s hands, opening her lantern and quenching it. “She’s no monster... she transformed back instantly.” someone whispered but my Lycan could hear. “That’s a fairy.” Fairy? Weren’t they pretty and kind... with wings not claws?

Left alone on a bench, Rose contemplates Saisha's words, pondering her costume choice for the evening. Suddenly, Rose's attention is drawn to the vibration of her phone, indicating a new message. Eagerly grabbing her phone, she reads the text that instructs her to wear black, emphasizing the need for her to be a witch rather than a fairy. Anger courses through her veins as she frowns, feeling manipulated and deceived. She lifts her eyes, scanning the surroundings until her gaze falls upon Blaze, who is also engrossed in texting someone on his phone.

he paused midway when he thought crossed his mind, “Wait, is there a thing like black fire?” She lowered her gaze and hardly shook her head. “It’s a curse. If you accidentally wield a black fire, you have to control it no matter what. No other faeries from Erganiv must know about your peculiar attribute. Because that black thing will destroy you and every living thing you encounter.” Eleand just agreed. He felt too weak to argue. He suddenly sensed the heaviness of his eyelid. He dozed off again. When he woke up, he was lying on soft hay in the shadow of an enormous magnolia tree. It was full of pink flowers; other petals fell when the wind touched them and landed on his body.

However, being the future President of the Merchant Association would be a huge advantage. After eating, she sent everyone out of the room and finally opened the box she hid Cheese in. The Fairies didn’t have a need to breathe so it was fine. She was sleeping well, letting out soft snores. The smallest wisps of magic came from her body, creating a calming effect in the room. Chuckling to herself, Natalia closed the box. “Madaline” The fairy god mother appeared with a frown on her face. She immediately pulled Natalia’s cheeks.

She was mad mad. She did have a point though, Cole and I weren't abominations, it hurt a bit when the Fairy referred to us as that, we were just new creatures that no one yet understood. "I am sorry your majesty." The Fairy apologized and moved back in fear. My godmother's eyes had already turned completely white and the scepter in her hair was glowing. I didn't know that it could do that. "Mother, calm yourself please," Ophelia spoke in a low voice and I barely heard her, she touched her mother's arm softly and I watched her eyes revert back to their normal combination of pink and blue.

The fairy queen that looks like a 90-year-old woman in her dark-brown skin full of wrinkles appeared behind her. She's holding an ancient black staff with a hornbill and wearing a brown, rag-like, shabby tunic dress that reaches down her ankles and whose edges are full of irregular slits. "Oh, come on! Not now!" Joque pouted as she turned around. "Mother!" She curtsied. The queen just shook her head out of disappointment and said, "You're being childish and fighting against your goddaughter again." Yes, she is actually my godmother. She was once saved by my father from a beast, and that started the good relationship between fairies and our city.

Elena said sniffling, wiping off her tears which tried to come out from her eyes. “You're welcome. Now Elena, you must go to the last realm to find the fairy born of lilies. Already Queen Leuvis has created a demon black void destroying Winterfell turning it to a monster nightmare and her demon minions are fully armed with a high level of intensed black magic.” Asrar said, opening up a purple portal. “I'll always be here to protect you Elena. I'm coming with you and I'll fight till my last dying breath. Are you ready?” Uriel asked, gazing at Elena intensely.

She replied, of course that makes sense, fairies are known to be able to restore things to how they once were. “Now let’s get you dressed for your date.” She said and I glared at her. “Sorry not date but a date with Alpha Dario.” Jasmine giggled. “I will be your fairy godmother for tonight so just sit back and relax my dear Cinderella.” Jasmine added. AMBER’S POINT OF VIEW