Fairy Tail Nirvana Novels & Stories

Ivana exclaimed. "We let Finny and Waling escape," was the weakened reply. "The mother and daughter!" Brie gasped. "Finny and Waling are safe in my kingdom," Grandma Nerida intervened. "Oh, thank you, Grandma!" Brie said in relief. "Ram thought you're dead so you were thrown out," Zac concluded. "Yes!" The water and food were all consumed simultaneously. "I will say goodbye for now, my granddaughters!" The little fairy flew towards Ivana and Brie. She kissed each forehead. "You will be able to use your fairy powers from now on."

"You are safe here, no one will hurt you again. So don't be scared! You will be treated until you are fully healed." "Thank you… erm…." "Ah, sorry I'm late in introducing myself. My name is Keylan-Zell, the third prince of the West Elvian Kingdom. As well as the supreme leader of the Elvian Knight. Then, what's your name, My Lady?" asked Ponytail Elvian very politely. I was surprised when I heard he was this country's prince. I decided to ignore his current position. “My name is Anggi Nandatria, as you already know, I am a Haier-Elvian.” We shook hands as a sign of introduction.

Dexter handed a diamond necklace to her. “It would be very expensive” Joana said. “Nothing would be expensive to the person important to you” he said. Then Dexter returns back to Shayne, in their love nest in the forest. He is now confident Joana, will not going to need him anymore. “What shall we do now, you are getting old fast” Shayne told Dexter. Dexter knows it well, he cannot last long like Shayne, she does not age, and time has no meaning to her, Fairy live long than any man. They are with the nature, who give them power to exist like mountain, hills , valleys and rivers.

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

Even though he was no longer looking at the vision of exotic female glory he had been a moment before the imagery of her was still alive within his mind. He’d never seen a girl with blonde hair before. She had a lot of it too, along with a body that begged to be possessed by a man and bring forth his children. Slowly, as he waited among the trees he debated on what his options were. Entering the Citadel was no easy endeavor, but for a girl like that it was worth trying surely, especially when he knew what would happen to her if he didn’t liberate her from the clutches of the men that remained from the time before.

She placed a couple cubes of sugar in the bottom of the cup, and then poured an aromatic tea into it. Bailey's nose flared as she caught the scent of lavender and chamomile. There was another, earthier smell that offset the floral scent. She took the cup and set it in front of her. "I would suggest a touch of cream, it tempers the sweetness." Danu sipped daintily from her own cup and sighed in satisfaction. "So how are you finding Tir Na Nog?" "Beautiful, I guess?" Bailey felt out of her depth. If only Silas could see her, sipping tea and making small talk with an actual Goddess. He would lose his fucking mind.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

She smiled, her violet eyes lighting up. "OH MY GOD YOU'RE GORGEOUS!!" Ver spazzed. It was true. Nanira was six feet tall, had gorgeous pink rose colored hair, rose red lips and violet eyes. Nanira laughed musically. "You're quite generous, Veraque. And adorable yourself." She ruffled his hair and he giggled. "A pleasure to meet you, Goddess," Salax bowed to her. "Thank you for allowing us to visit, it's beautiful!" Kira squealed.

Chapter 12: Do you want him to find us that easily Michael was hovering beside one sphere when Julia reached him. Close up the mirroring became transparent and you could see what was going on inside, even if it was a little misty. In this particular case a balding, fat, middle-aged man was surrounded by beautiful, mostly naked Las Vegas showgirls, complete with feathers and heavily exaggerated silicon breasts. Michael shook his head. "I hope I never start having dreams that tacky," he remarked, and then floated off toward another dreamscape.

Rana's army consists of forest animals. Indra nods approvingly and turns to Melia, the fairy queen. She directs a few words to her subjects in a foreign language and they line up in the shape of three large figure eights in front of her. She pronounces a few other words and together they form the shape of a flower. Melia floats into the center of the flower and out of her black eyes, nose and mouth pours a powerful smooth fog. She controls the dense water droplets with her hands and places the white mass in the flower’s petals. She is a terrifying sight with her long silvery hair and black eyes, producing the fog that aged Indra's little brother in just a few minutes. Indra can't help but sh