Fairy Tail Crocus Novels & Stories

With a swift snap of my fingers, a luxurious fur-lined cloak appeared, and I carefully wrapped it around her shoulders, fastening it at the neckline. Roxy's crazy curls spilled out from beneath the cloak as she smiled her thanks. In that moment, she looked breathtakingly beautiful, like a dark ice princess risen from the frozen depths. Her beauty was mesmerizing, and I felt my heart swell with pride. The shy Cryomancer led us to the dining hall, where River awaited. As soon as his eyes landed on Roxy, his expression faltered, and a flicker of surprise crossed his face.

, she asked herself. The fairies were surprised too but after few seconds they smiled brightly. They looked so happy. The came nearer to Kris and checked at her closely. They touched and smelled her hair. They checked her eyes and they looked at her intently. “can somebody tell me what is going on?”, she asked with a smile. The fairies looked like they admire Kris. It seemed like they were in great awe of her. “I am Kris”, she introduced herself. One fairy came near. She was wearing a purple and green petal. She has a golden hair.

The texture of his scales leaves indents in my skin, and his breath forces his crib cage to go up and down. Draco flies near the Ghost but it is too late. The spell is starting to run out. I reach my hand out and grab the luna lily from Rosemary. I manage to take it, but the spell that froze her has stopped and she is now after me in her full angered spirit.

~ Collins pov~ Immediately after the tour,we went to our different homes,I made sure Flora was out of sight before following her. Am tired of all the crap going on,flora and this school.All the student blood especially Flora's makes me want to feast. I am only transferred to this because of what I intend to collect from Flora,just a little if her blood can do wonders. it can improve the strength of any vampires,it can heal a wounded wound. I only need her to transfer some blood to my dad who's heal.

As they walked toward the center of the garden, where a marble fountain gushed crystalline water, something curious began to happen. The flowers that seemed wilted under the midday heat lifted at her passage. Freya didn't notice at first, but Cedrik, whose senses were calibrated to detect the slightest change in his environment, narrowed his eyes. He observed when she approached a Purple Lunaria, an extremely sensitive plant that usually closed its petals at the slightest touch or strange presence. Instead of retracting, the flower opened completely, its petals vibrating in a vibrant amethyst tone as Freya extended her hand to the center of the crown. "They don't usually do that for humans,"

"Forget the oath, Layla. Imagine the possibilities this opens for us.” I took the book in my hand, wiping away the dust that coated its worn leather cover, at the center lay a faded triangular symbol, the crest of the coven. Layla recoiled, howling a guttural growl. “You did not…” She wheezed in disbelief, but the obvious was as lucid as daylight. “Oh yes, I did.” I chuckled darkly, a cold, hungry expression settling on my face along with a predatory glint in my eye I never knew I was capable of.

She was so unaware of their culture, of the rules that governed society here. In a few minutes, the stable master had a large open air carriage pulled around the large building. Bailey gasped in delight at the fae horses. "They're beautiful!" The horses pawed at the ground. They were large beasts, the brilliant white of snowdrops. Their forelocks were petaled, ruby crocus and blinding daffodil. Their manes were twisted green vines falling across their powerful bodies to touch the ground. Tails of vine and spring flowers twitched behind them. They were the pride of the Spring Court, and wickedly intelligent. "They are called Capall Blath in the fae tongue, or the Flower Horse."

I screamed again, seeing who was above me. I stood up, looked around, and looked for Violet. There are many strange creatures here. The man who almost stepped on me is a demon! Belly down in the shape of a human, but he is a centaur with four legs. The girl sitting not far from Violet was even worse off. She is a mermaid incarnation, but she has a head with snake hair. "There are a lot of demons!" I screamed while running towards Violet. "Kei, you're just drunk; there's no stealth here!" screamed Violet with wide eyes.

I had so many things to do, and none of them involved listening to Sylvie’s shrieks on loop. Bending over to my shoulder, Calvin cupped his hand to my ear. “The shop I have in mind has one attendant, and she designs dresses that look like they came from dreams. And the best part is that-” “What are you whispering without me?!” shrieked Sylvie, interrupting. “She matches the description you gave me of your mate, the unscented wolf. Aria.” I stopped breathing as I stared at Calvin. “Are you sure?” I asked, almost breathless.

It seemed like she was in pain but the fairies conducting the rituals could not allow any interference, their eyes were turned to the images they could see on the yellowish smoke. It was a forest that seemed very familiar to most of them but it was very bushy, something was covered underneath the bushy trees and plants and it continue to reveal to them what it was, they saw a silver fountain raised high but it was not producing any water it had a large base and some plants were covering it. They could all tell that this was the fairy dust fountain and they all looked amazed they had thought it had disappeared after it dried up and had no clue it existed until today. Then as the fountain was