Fairy Tail Deliora Novels & Stories

Athena shouted as she rushed towards us. "Prepare yourselves," Damon commanded, and all the warriors split up into formations. Lir's soldiers are doing the same thing. The portal opened, and Dela was the first to walk through it. Her overwhelming presence was suffocating as she entered the Fae realm. My heartfelt as though it was being ripped out of my chest as I watched her wield Nesrin's body like a puppet. She had put her body on full display for the world to see. Anger ripped through me, and Knox tried to take over. I felt two hands grip either of my shoulders, holding me back.

Acasia Sarn's lair was different. Not as comfortable as Bastian's, barren actually. Calista, his bride, welcomed me with a soft melodic voice. She was much older than I was, her hair long and grey, her face wrinkled but the beauty she once held was still evident. It was surreal meeting a claiming bride whom I'd studied in school. The other, Megan, belonging to Tahr. She was middle aged, with graceful beauty and still full of life. The dragons seemed relaxed, friendly, and curious of me until Laryn arrived. I received a sharp jerk to my hand, which brought me closer to Bastian's side within seconds of the devastatingly handsome man's approach. With gentler and more subtle moves, Sarn and Tahr

I feel compelled to be friendly to her, even though I don’t know her. “Oh, silly me.” When she laughs and sets down her bag, which looks like an old school doctor’s bag. I can’t help but think her laugh sounds like bells tinkling in the air. “My name is Delilah. I’m a special advisor to the Luna Regent and the Goddess Foundation. I was the one who pulled the poison from your system after your brother attacked you.” “Oh, well then. I, uh, I owe you my life. Thank you.” I want to bow my head, but I can’t bring myself to look away from her eyes, which seem to have changed color to a lighter shade of blue.

I mutter, give him a bow and intend to leave but he holds my elbow just to stop me. However, I snap his hand away from me and said; "I hate you" "Well, I hate you more, stop giving me attitude and get me back to my body" It creeps me out that I'm talking to a ghost. I need to snap out of my delusions immediately before it consumes me. I walk out on him again and this lunatic keeps following me! "I'd make you famous shorty, Everyone would worship you as a god" Don't say a word. Drelia

Dilo said, her voice straining slightly under the effort of not laughing, “I’m going over there to rest before our march continues.” Still chuckling at Grub's comment, Dilo moved away from everyone to lean against the trunk of a large tree, a sudden flicker in her immediate view made her startle. A messenger arrived and dropped a letter on her lap, unlike the messenger birds of Dracoterrum, this beast was a floating round purple blob that possessed no eyes, mouth, or any other appendage except for one wing and one small claw. Once the letter was dropped off, it disappeared. After a slight bodily shiver, Dilo looked to see if anyone had seen the letter being dropped to her, and once she was s

She fell to her knees, and for a moment, it felt like she was burning alive. But then, she didn’t. The fire consumed her body… and then passed through her. It did not destroy her. It transformed her. Delilah’s pain was replaced by stillness. The light held her gently now, like a lover's touch. Her vision cleared. She was still kneeling in the forest, but something was different. Her golden robe was gone, replaced with a cloak of starlight and moon-thread, soft and shimmering, draping perfectly around her shoulders. Her hands glowed faintly, and when she looked at her reflection in a nearby pool of water, her eyes sparkled with violet light.

Beautiful make-up with a perfect face shape, becoming a mannequin to cover up her true feelings. From the outside, everyone would think she was a lucky girl as beautiful as the Goddess Aphrodite. But no one has been able to conquer her heart except for Gray Hunter, who Lenora may only keep for herself. After finishing getting ready, Delilah waited for James and was about to prepare breakfast, but James prevented the arrived maid from doing so. "I shouldn't have gone straight home last night, Miss. I'm sorry," said the maid when she discovered Delilah was sick last night. Delilah just reassuringly smiled that she was okay.

A few moons before Halloween he got to the good part, pushing the entirety of everyone to the very edge, the tip of the iceberg before it split open and revealed its true nature. Rell had been his priority from jump but he finally managed to bring his plan to fruition. For the stalker and bane of Asha’s existence for the time that they were together, gifting his love a mountain load of trauma and grief to work through in their separation. Rell became increasingly aware in each dream just how much Young had seen and heard. Since he had access to memories of both the times when Rell was mistreating her in person and the times when he was speaking ill on his princess’ name, his anger towards th

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

Darla was successful with invoking the spirits, her eyes changed to white to show the success. Ani o ma num, o gra li ru…. Les gra ni na mi!. [Dear spirits, guide our Queen back to the light!]. Darla started floating in the air as she recited an incantation. Since Darcia was consumed by the darkness of the underworld, this spell was recited to cleanse her.