Fairy Godmother Magic Wand Descendants Novels & Stories

She replied with a sigh-" Well, my dear, no ordinary person can enter our world. And your mother was an ordinary person. So you see, your father had to leave to save his country. But when he left for serving his country, had left a royal magical wand for you to protect you and your mother here. Which belongs to you now. Not only did he know one day you would come back to him, but it is one of the ancient wands and most powerful wands in the WitchLands. It has legendary powers, and that was the time when we couldn't take the wand inside as there was a fear of losing our most valuable things in the hands of evil. So he gave the wand to your mother, to protect you and the wand from the hands of

"All shall be well my child, I have sensed from your aura that you shall be the greatest fairy of all time. Most powerful of all kinds and the saviour of the planet. You shall do great things together, with your soulmate." The witch said and glanced at Gagé. "Oooh.. your pregnant, let's hope we have a baby fairy in a few months." The witches eyes suddenly lit up. "Thank you ma'am." Alice thanked the witch with a shy smile. "It's okay my child. I've done what I came for your highness, I shall now take my leave, please find the swords as soon as possible before they fall into the wrong hands, and make sure she doesn't go to seek then alone."

The fairy Dalia, who’d once been the hope and miracle of her people, became just the object of entertainment for vile lords. Then she had a daughter, a half-mixed fairy born with emerald eyes, just like her. Dalia knew then that the power of the Heart was still alive, but this was a new way to protect itself. It lived inside the child, but she was unable to use it. One day, perhaps… And that’s how it continued, generation after generation, until one of those descendants of Dalia discovered that yes, she could use magic to escape. That person was Vivian’s mother.

“Well, it’s more like a folktale to children, the province I am from, the story of the fairy goddess who was loved by all creatures suddenly perished together with the heart of magic. They say that stone is what keeps the balance in nature and is a powerful source of energy not just to humans but also to us wolves and other creatures.” “I don’t get it, what is the connection of the fairy goddess to the current situation?” Agatha inquired further. “Well, I just also realized it. They say that the fairy goddess has cursed the dragon king, and that to lift it, he needs to find her descendant. A human blessed by the fairy goddess will be born, she will be of the same shape and form with black ha

Being born in Enchantria and having the chance to know amazing enchanters like them. Lena suddenly took my hands and danced with me in the middle of the crowd. I happily went with her who drags me all around our yard while being greeted by different people. Everyone knows me, that didn’t surprised me though. I am a half-fairy, one of the rarest demi-human that exists in Enchantria. People like me once lived in Centrevia, the main and the center land of Enchantria. Fairies and half-fairies yields ice magic which is very rare. Only fairies and royal bloods possess this unique magic so I’m deeply honored. My mother didn’t became a half-fairy because her mom is a pure human who’s an Air wizard.

"Only the descendants of Lochirous who refused to rule the world could gather everyone in the city of Arica. And it's you Noah." Noah frowned in confusion. Himself? "Supposedly, you don't have the power-" "What? But I have the magic now, Baba," said Noah. Babe Farra Fanga II sighed. There's a lot to tell if it's like. Noah knows absolutely nothing. "Descendants of magicians born from the wombs of ordinary humans would not be able to possess magic except for women. Only you have magic, even though your mother is an ordinary human. Your uncle cursed the Retter descendants. You understand right? That magic of yours can invite danger."

he began, and I twitched my lips, drifting away,y from the irrelevant lecture. “Telling me the name of the beast isn’t what I want, I need to know the problem to find a solution,” I groaned. “There is only one being that can destroy the beast.” My brows snapped up as I finally gave him my attention. “Who?” I asked impatiently. “A descendant of the moon goddess.” The frown on my face returned and I glared at Ethan. There is nothing like a descendant of the moon goddess. They only exist in the stories we were told when we were still pups. What nonsense is this old wizard spewing?

"Gods I'm so happy for you guys! That's amazing!" Jada is one of the only witches specializing in fertility. Females wolves that cannot conceive will go to her if they want a child. And in the case of two females being mates, she can perform a spell that will allow the two to have a child without a male at all. It's an expensive spell and highly sought after, most mates have to wait a decade or more to see the witch. "I get a baby cousin I'm so excited!" I squeal and they laugh. "Okay but you can't tell anyone, got it?"

Werewolves' leader is about to cut his neck, unfortunately, he forgot about the golem and the golem punched the wolves and that made the wolves' failed to slice the head of Warlocks' leader. The earth could clearly conclude how completely dependent the two of them are. Without power, both of them will rely on their comrades. Dependent Dependent Dependent creatures. On the other fight, the Fairy and Wizard. The holder of the power of the moon. They are the offspring of the moonlight. The caster of magic. Both of them are the privileges of magic, but one's power must be diffused. Who will be that race? Is it the little but invulnerable Fairy? Or is it the undefeated Wizard?

Wanda is thinking. "It's not easy. But if I could somehow absorb at least half of my lost powers and spells, we would have a chance. But with this body, absorbing even half would be hard. We can make it happen if we sacrifice a dozen virgin women. Go and make arrangements. In two days, we will start the spell. But I also need a lock of Kyra's hair. She is my direct descendant when my power was at its peak. Only her hair can yield direct results." Wanda instructed them. "As you instruct my queen," they all replied in chorus before vanishing into a green smoke.