Fairy Tail Draw Novels & Stories

He could tell that the drawing was upside down because Caiden drew himself, too. And the wolf? Was drawn as a shadow. Dante stared at the drawing for a good while. It was impressively drawn and detailed, and the longer he looked at it, he saw that in Caiden’s hand in the drawing was a name tag. It was small but he could read it and it had some unknown characters on it. Rubbing his temples, he placed the drawing and left. “This child is a headache all on his own.”

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”

"Really good! I made a drawing today of you and me and Mama. Oh, and Grandpa too! Even though I don't know what he looks like yet, but I just imagined." I glanced at Alex with raised eyebrows. "Really? Can we see it?" "Of course you can! I worked super hard on it.” "I just hope you made me look so handsome in that picture, or else I'm gonna have to eat you up along with your drawing.” "Of course I did. I even made you really, really tall... like a giant tree!" Hailey giggled. Alex raised an eyebrow. "Like… a tree?" "Yeah! See?" She held up her drawing to the camera, and I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing out loud. Alex was indeed drawn like a stick figure tree.

Crayon family portraits where proportions had been treated as optional suggestions. Kael picked up one of the oldest. In it, Adrian had bright blue hair. Cassian appeared to have six arms. The shadow-dragon was larger than the palace. "What happened here?" Lyanna asked. "I was little." "You were always little." "I was littler." Apparently this explained everything. Lyanna continued sorting. Then she stopped. Near the bottom of the box was a drawing she remembered. Very faint now. Folded at the corners. The paper worn soft from time.

"You drew this before you met me?" He just smiles. "And this is you," he says to Fulvio. And sure enough, there's a giant wolf fighting another giant wolf. He has drawn the one's fur in orange and the other's a blue-black.

The girl took out a brown-bound book and started reading the notes inside. Ana continued to go deeper and deeper. At the moment she hadn't found anything. There was not a single animal roaming around and nothing strange. Ana continued walking about five hundred meters from the entrance gate, Ana found a tree like the one described in the book. Ana stared at the tree and then read the note in the book. 'Two trees with carvings of five crescents that seem to reflect light.' Ana held the carved symbol of one of the trees. "There is no mistake, this must be the tree in book." Ana looked around, there was nothing special around there.

A scrapping of a chair breaks the deteriorating conversation across the dinner table, Athan moving his chair back and heading out to the hallway. “Athan what are you doing?” His mother calls out after him, her eyes flickering between Calian and me. “I’m…here…I made this earlier on.” He enters back into the room holding a folded piece of paper in his hands. Surprisingly, he doesn’t hand it to his father, or even his mother…but moves towards me, placing it out in front of me. “I drew this.” He looks up at me expectantly, waiting for me to take it from him. I do, unfolding the paper to reveal a drawing of a female dressed in a black jumpsuit, a black cape…long lilac purple hair and glowing eyes

My second vision to them about the fountain was for them to find the fountain but with you, only you have the power to turn the dark dust into fairy dust, in you is a key to restoring the production of fairy dust without the human faith, but not even the special fairies were able to understand because they are also filled with greed and have let the human world corrupt their minds. See what they are doing. With a swipe of my hands, I bring the vision of the fairies in the earth standing at a high cliff. Magdalene with the help of the council is holding the black dust discovered under the fountain and they let it pour into the water streams they move to different streams doing the same and th

LYRA POV Even though the room was dimly lit, it couldn't hide what surrounded me. Drawings. Everywhere I looked, there were drawings of me. Me standing in the garden, sunlight catching my hair. Me sleeping, my face peaceful and relaxed. Me walking through corridors, my dress flowing behind me. Me laughing at something, joy captured in careful pencil strokes. My hands shook as I reached out to touch one of the papers. The detail was perfect. Every line of my face, every strand of hair, every small expression—all captured with stunning accuracy.

Simple and complex at the same time. Back in my room, I sat at my desk. The black-covered notebook was already open, a pencil beside it. I looked at the blank page for a few seconds and, without thinking too much, began to draw. The lines appeared almost by themselves. First, a feminine gaze, with long eyelashes. Then, the outline of a smiling mouth. My fingers kept moving, adding subtle details — a scarf over her shoulders, a book in her hands. It wasn't Giulia. Not exactly. But somehow, it seemed to have something of her in it.