Fairy Tail 192 Novels & Stories

Alice looked at Ethan for a second and then burst into laughter. “What’s so funny?” Ethan asked “Obviously you…Me a fairy…That’s ridiculous... You know what I think maybe I am an alien with some superpowers. Like the one we see in movies.” “Alice I am serious. You are living in this human world disguised as a human so definitely, you cannot be an angel. You have the aura to attract light. So there is a high possibility of you being a fairy”

All of turned to look at Marquee and Stasia. “I am a Fairy, like wings and all. I thought I was a Faited but if what Lord Mortifer says in true I am a Jester fairy.” Stasia stated. She turned around her back facing us. Her tattoo started moving, shimmering. The tattoo appeared to come to life. These huge iridescent wings come to life out of the tattoo. The wings were black with speckles of silver. True amazing. I had never met a fairy. Jester or Faited, not sure what that means. I honesty thought they were of fairytales.

"Right, I might not like you, Patricia, but I can recognize power when I see it—you and that alien beat the crap out of the werewolf who no one else could knock out." "Hey!" Finn shouts in an insulted tone. "I'm a fairy, not a freaking alien!" Riley narrows her gaze. "Fairies don't exist." Finn grunts a response and stands up, casting a massive shadow over the others with his unnatural height. Wings sprout out from his muscular back, iridescent, with some parts glowing in blue. "Amazing!" I whisper in awe. Finn crosses his arms over his chest to mimic Riley's stance, and then a grin reaches his ears. "What was that about fairies not existing?"

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

No wonder Alpha Maeva said in the dream that if she slept again, she would never wake up. But wait... How did the owner of the fairy market know the condition of her body? “Who are you...? Why did you capture me?” Arista spoke up, her voice trembling. Just a few excited words made her chest unbearable. The owner of the fairy market smiled, extending his hand, a purple butterfly landing on his finger. He looked at the butterfly, casually saying, “Right now, I am the owner of the fairy market in the Fugari Mountains. Before...” His finger trembled slightly, and the butterfly flew away. “Before, I was a disciple of Alpha Maeva.”

Justin took over the microphone and bowed, as did Karina. But for a moment Justin felt a familiar aura, the aura of a creature attacking him, before finally collapsing in the bushes. Justin's gaze centered on the exit of the building, he saw a shadow of the creature he was looking for, a nine-tailed fox. Justin was shocked and ran leaving Karina in front of the media.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Especially since Felen summoned a blue-accented butterfly that was an ancient magical beast. "You ... !" growled Litiana did not accept. "How can a weak human like you control ancient magical beasts?!" He screamed loudly with rage. Netra Jade Felen who was watching a flock of butterflies turned to Litiana. The human girl's gaze instantly darkened with bubbling anger. He got up and walked slowly with straight eyes looking at Litiana. His steps were firm without the slightest hesitation. A smile that looked more like a wide grin appeared on the girl's face. Felen didn't care about the wounds on his body that were still bleeding freshly.

Aserah said. Eleand agreed. He surveyed the foods on the table— fruits, meats, and vegetables. Lifa was in sight, busy preparing for drinks along with the other two faeries. “So, you’re Eleand. We are not properly introduced. I’m Zanti,” said the trouble-looking faerie in front of him. He wore a black tunic with gray linings—good thing that he was not wearing the black hood that he saw yesterday. His eyes didn’t miss the intricate tattoo on his left arms down to his fingers.

her answer him “So you are a fairy?” he asked her. “Have you not figured it out, all those years?” Dexter, look at Shayne, and smile at her, he is actually a fool, not to realized Shayne is a fairy. With all those extra ordinary things, she has shown to him, no ordinary man can do those things. After thirty minutes or more, the whole camp is still quiet, all of them rest inside their respective tents, they are weak, and starving. They can do nothing, but just to wait. Suddenly the miracle comes, the rain come in total stop, the sun shine.