Fairy Tail Aesthetic Novels & Stories

I was tired of it, grabbing him from behind to wrap my arm around his neck, ready to dig my knife in. “Help! Please help me!” My head pushed up, eyes looking forward as his words seemed directed to someone. It was then that my eyes fell on the most beautiful fairy I had ever seen. The light from the road made a halo behind her while her little green fairy dress sparkled and made her twinkle like a little star. But that was the thing, she wasn’t little at all. No, this woman was thick, curvy, and very much fat. Her thighs were large, her hips had no bounds, and waist wide with a belly sticking out. But her breasts were barely holding in on that tiny dress.

“I know a great many things, I like to learn. I am so happy to be here with you all, I can’t wait to get started. My family, too, sends me on this quest because we need healing. No one is quite sure what is happening, but our numbers are diminishing quickly. This makes me sad. To be a fairy is to be one with joy, to give and to receive. If there are no more of us, joy will disappear.” Katalea listened to the group around her. One thing still troubled her, “Aquina, you said the pictures depicted a group of six….. The door was nearly pulled off its hinges as Katalea’s question hung in the air. Taking up nearly the entire door frame stood a man with the most beautiful black skin Katalea

Fugly confidently said to us. "I just hope that they will not sprinkle us with fairy dust and ask all of us to think of happy thoughts to fly our merry way to the Grand Pillar," I sarcastically said to Fugly giving him a fake smile. He simply rolled his eyes and ignores me. He went out to summon his fairy friend and after a few minutes, he returns along with a voluptuous lady with an hourglass figure. She has red hair with golden round eyes and stands about five feet three inches tall and wears a colorful sheer satin dress. We were all captivated by her beauty and boldness. I never thought fairies could be this liberating. Everyone is amazed except for Aria. She looks more insecure and a bit

"Am I that monstrous?" I'm still not meeting his eyes and babble. "Well, you're still cute, but you've blown up like some sex god ready to be worshipped. Like, you belong in a temple with all of those other perfect, sculpted statues brought to perfection by expert hands; it's dizzying looking at you." Finn chokes a laugh. "It's part of being a fairy—we have these pheromones to attract prey. Glad to hear they are working. I needed that confidence boost."

I put on my best sweet-and-innocent face, plastering on a smile as I made sure to walk without authority towards them. One of them stood out in particular, he was muscular in a lean way that you could tell packed power without the bulk that the others seemed to have and his eyes so dark they were practically black, a stark contrast to his light-coloured hair. I tried to imagine what kinds of Fae they would be, would the one casually dressed in blue be as obvious as his clothing choice? Water or air Fae maybe? Would I be able to peg Azar as fire Fae based on his brown pants and white shirt? Nope.

Here, in our realm, I was not using a glamour to cover my real form, it was meant for humans anyway, and didn’t even work on other fairies. Previously short, dull, brown hair regained its past waist length and black, shiny, color. Flowing in loose curls. Familiar silver eyes were staring back at me. At my long-pointed ears, plump lips, and longer members. At full breasts and alluring hips. My 1,75 meters height combined pretty well all of my features. The result was an elegant and delicate one. I’ve missed myself. Giving a bitter smile, I stepped away. Time to see the girl.

She is very beautiful, not too tall, but with beautiful curves that will make men gulp and want to grab her. Her eyes are caramel colored and with her pearly white skin and soft, brown pixie style hair, she would be perfect for playing a fairy in a fantasy genre film. Rica knew he was a surgical specialist, but he still thought it was trivial. And ... he was hit by his own words which were cleverly twisted by Audrey.

They were outside the temple, getting fresh air. “Cousins,” Rade said, smiling. They had the same metallic gray hair and ocean blue eyes. Rade’s long hair was about shoulder length. In comparison, Althy’s hairstyle was just ear length. They were fair-skinned. At a glance, they were strikingly good-looking, especially that he noticed a lot of female faeries would swoon in front of them. “Are you guys a native faerie from here?” Althy answered, “We’re half-argian.”

Death! Its as if the touched of death imprinted his soul. Marked him that he is next in line of its prey to devour. That tells him to ready himself for the battle he might not win. Soon the fae's body shines brightly in the most beautiful intricate designs that lined its whole appearance. The lines that starts from its forehead through out his arms and its upperbody like a diamonds been drawn perfectly. Its eyes has the contrast of gold and diamond. Very complex yet mesmerising. A draft of perfection. An art of death.

(Rawr, here we go) AMETHYST'S POV I was in the middle of watching fairy tail when I thought about buying. I sighed first before I turned off the big tv where I was watching. I changed my clothes first before I went out. I am just wearing an oversized T-shirt and short shorts earlier, I think that will be a bit embarrassing if I will go out with that kind of outfit. But what I wore wasn't that fancy either. It's just a jeans and just a pretty fitted white shirt. I'll just be out for a while, tho. Other than what I will buy, nothing more.