Fairy Tail Horoscope Novels & Stories

“Come on, lead me to her.” Mom clutched my hands to stop me from pulling my hair off my head. After running some checks on her, she let out a sigh, which could be one of relief or not. I could never tell what she was thinking. It looks as if she has a shield around her, stopping me from reading her thoughts. The only person that could read her so well was Sparkles. She could read everyone's thoughts, not only mom. It was a gift that was bestowed upon her by the moon goddess.

Rara announced with a grin, addressing the fairies with a sense of purpose. The fire fairy, a figure of flickering flames and intense eyes, stepped forward with a resigned sigh. “Since you’re here, we must explain the rules of the Chosen Lady. First, you are considered holy and must guard against any impure thoughts. Second, you are expected to assist people and nations in times of crisis. Third, you must foster harmony between humans and the supernatural.” The water fairy, with a serene, flowing demeanor, added, “There are additional minor rules, which we will disclose as needed.”

My lips were left pitying as I watched the two women in front of us. "Only old fairies and goddesses can hold the book of prophecy. For every creature that is born, there is an associated book that a select old fairies or goddesses receive. The book itself chooses who will take care of the fate of a creature. And I got your fortune, dear princess. "

Una was barely breathing. “Damn it!” He gritted his teeth. Hevian stared at the full moon and silently uttered a prayer to the Moon Goddess to spare Una from dying. It was as if the Moon goddess heard him at once because, after a few seconds, a female faerie with silver hair and blue clothing suddenly appeared. There were sparkles of white lights like a firefly covering her body, a sign that she used Vanire—a type of teleportation magic. Hevian’s face beamed in his shortness of breath. “Lady, please help her.”

The fairy regarded him silently for several moments before scowling at him and stating, "These things are only as complicated as we make them. If she is not your mate, then she one day will be. To have a fated mate can be a curse or a blessing. It all depends on how you go about it." The fairy spoke as though she had experience in such matters, and Layon had to fight the urge to ask her more. He had spent so long trying to

“When the Worm King brings Nekromel to the Home of Fate, the Joy of Old will reign once again. Do you see?” Both Cheng and the shaman looked at me blankly. As expected. “Fate. In my world, another word for fairy is fay. And the plural of fay is fate.” And the plural of bullshit is? Cheng and the shaman looked at each other, I think each wanting some kind of reassurance.

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

Shawna had made a huge mistake in confronting Eva, and she was just beginning to realize it. I had heard of the septagram, or Faerie Star, before. As an Alpha, I needed to learn about all supernatural creatures. The seven points are supposed to represent the Sun, the Forest, the Sea, Magic, the Moon, the Wind, and Connection or Spirit. I remember that the points were also representative of aspects of rulership.

Faye said with faux innocence. "And for my health and success," Corbin added. "After all, I'm stronger now than ever before." He flexed, pushing out his Alpha aura, trying to show off. It was true. The temporary blood power made him seem more vital than before. "When is your ceremony?" I asked. "The full moon, on the 15th of next month," Faye said proudly. "Corbin is going to give me the most romantic night ever." The full moon. I smiled inwardly.

But now, the children were enraptured by Freya's voice as she spun an old tale, her words weaving through the air like threads of an ancient tapestry. "And so the first moon, Tvaran, was born—the Moon of Beginnings. It is the swiftest, appearing first in the sky, ushering in the start of each cycle." Freya’s voice was smooth yet firm, seasoned by years of storytelling. She paused, letting the words settle before continuing. "But the sky could not be ruled by one alone, and so came Sarun, the Constant Moon. Unlike its kin, it does not wane, does not fade. It watches over all, steadfast and unchanging. It is the guardian, the ever-present eye."