Fairy Godmother Books Novels & Stories

With a gentle smile, Mitchell began reading a tale of enchantment and adventure from one of her favorite story books. "Once upon a time, in the enchanting land of a Faraway kingdom, there lived a curious little fairy named Sophia. With sparkling wings that shined like the stars in the night sky, Sophia had a special gift; she could make flowers bloom with a mere touch and bring joy to all living creatures.

???'s POV Hazel grew up watching fairytales on Disney. She puckered her lips and kissed the Frog Prince with Tiana, just like Belle, she fell in love with the Beast. She and Gabrielle danced with Pocahontas in the wind, and she can't forget when she fought a war with Mulan. Fairytales had always been her thing. So her imagination conjured up what she thought the Fae World would look like; gold, silver, and shimmer everywhere. She even pictured pink talking clouds that tasted like cotton candy. But to her dismay, she wasn't prepared for the truth.

everything that a baby could possibly wear or play with was there, and besides, they had other and more precious gifts to give her, which only children who have fairies for godmothers can ever hope to possess. they were all gathered round the heap of pink cushions on which the baby lay asleep, when a shadow seemed to fall between them and the sun, while a cold wind blew through the room. Everybody looked up, and there was the crab-fairy, who had grown as tall as the ceiling in her anger.

The book title says "The Golden Book of Mysteries" Sandra looked at it and mumbled to herself "Good I found it in Celestial kingdom long back. Now let's see more about you in this book Faith sister" Saying so Sandra smirked.

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…❤️

Stacy and her grandmother Diana spent the whole day at the book store, the found books about witches, fairies, werewolves, spell books, and even books about some other creatures Stacy had never heard about. It was time to do some research to figure out maybe what she was or how on earth she got power. Where she'd start would be in these books, she'd come back for more books if she needed to. She knew her mom and grandmother didn't mind her reading. Maybe she was a superhero she chucked.

the fairy humphed in tiny. “But you are my fairy godmother. And I like calling you mother. Do you feel embarrassed to have such a pretty demon call you a mother?” Theodore showed his puppy eyes. Joseph giggled at the cute interaction between Theodore and his fairy godmother. The fairy's attention shifted towards Joseph. She was admiring the angel's beauty and said, “Hmmm, this angel right here is prettier than you so, if he calls me mother, then it would not bother me at all.”

Arthur's mouth twitched. "No love story." "Come on, come on, let's entertaining this sister of yours!" Arthur closed his eyes and ignored her. Seeing that Arthur had no intention of humoring her, she told her story first. "Then let me tell you something." She nodded. "Well, there is a friend of mine who lives very bad life, then as if a fairy godmother comes, her life changes like heaven and earth. From dust on the streets to the bright stars in the sky. She gets money, fame and boyfriend." She giggled and complimented herself, telling her story from a third person perspective, summing up all her cries in one light sentence. She didn't pay attention to Arthur and only staring at the red hot

Had she ever had a crush on anyone before? She wanted to fly away to her friends and bury her head in their laps. Everything had been fine moments before. Something had shifted when they’d locked eyes and now, Daffodil wished she didn’t have to see him. The Half-Fairy glanced down to look at the stack of books that had dwindled down to the two in her hand. She sighed. They’d been borrowed but she had misread where to place each. She would have to walk all the way back to find out if they were to be placed back in the shelves or kept aside on reservation for a student or staff.

Edgar gets like this sometimes and only I, being his mate, can calm him down. “Nathan, I am sorry this fight has come to your land. But we are all here to help Jo.” Anabelle, Kristopher, and a red-haired girl walked into the room. “Is she the one that can help me?” the redhead asked Frederick while pointing at me. “Merida, this is Evangeline. She will help you. But the spell will take a few days.” He says, while giving me a look that tells me I will do as he says. Merida pulled something from around her neck. Telling me she needs a ‘calling spell’.