Fairy Tail Ophiuchus Novels & Stories

“The time.” So, the time stops. Held following the will of the holder, and right at the exact moment when Haruna whispers the word. Feathers that are as big as the Philippine Eagle, white as pure as snow, and the scent that is calming and warm like a morning breeze embraces and falls right from the pentagram in front of them. “She’s here.” “And so, he is.” Magnificent, elegant, and sophisticated, the mythical form of god Ophiuchus, the Zodiac god of the destined ‘she’ and the name that was given to the Pegasus that both of them knew by heart and across the different worlds and books didn’t change a bit.

I told him. “Black Thunders, watch our fight closely and you might get an idea on how to deal with your enemies,” I called their attention, instructing them. They all nodded at me while some of them have a priceless reaction on their faces. Ophra, I wanna know what magic you possess and how strong you are. I said to myself mentally. She mentioned earlier that her grace, Ophiuchus, was designed to heal sickness and has the ability to revive the dead. I wonder what is her innate magic and how can she infuse the power of her grace with her innate magic. My face became serious even more when she summoned her weapon. It might be her celestial weapon given to her by Archmaster Leonard. It’s a staf

he asked out of curiosity. King Abaddon clenched his hand in anger, and his forehead glistened in sweat. "That f*cking son of King Bartholomeo carries the sword I am terrified of!" "And what is the name of that sword? It must be made to destroy you!" "Tizona sword, and only a warrior who is capable of casting magic can wield such a sword. Besides, he is the rarest warrior with a 13th zodiac sign, Ophiuchus." "I've never heard of that sign!"

The both of them began walking to the staircase that led up, to the next floor, where Citadel K was. “So what other differences do you think there are?” Harold who had been studying a small-sized blonde who seemed to be crying in a corner turned to look at her. The student had the same stature as Derek, Harold remembered, but Derek had been a Enchanter. A wizard, precisely. There was no way this weeping student was related to Derek. “I didn't hear what you said,” he said, turning back to look at her. “What other differences do you think there are between the pup of an Alpha and a normal wolf?”

Leah found herself sitting on the wooden couch. She couldn't stop her eyes from roaming around. The ambiance of the room was too calming in her eyes. She hoped that her office was like this. Seeing all the vintage things made her eyes pop out. “Oh, I'm sorry! I like collecting vintage things. Welcome to my office.” Fiona greeted. She sat in the chair beside Leah. She smiled at her when she noticed that Leah's eyes were her friend's eyes. “Leah, I learned you wanted to remove Olivia from her position. I'm willing to help you out, but you're the Luna of the whole world of werewolves. You cannot prioritize our kind once you get the position.” Fiona clasped her hand. She was smiling at her.

that the money lent by the orphanage was just enough to last for a month. Good thing that my orphanage had an educational program which helped me finish high school and this aided me to get a job easily at the inventory department of Lyla’s Café. I must admit that everything went smoothly, maybe I was truly lucky. However, I still wanted to have that space wherein I don't have to think about anything, but even though I do, I don't want to become an empty space which is who I am at the moment. My thoughts went to a halt when I heard a loud bang from a harshly closed door and when I traced as to where it came from I saw a young lady wearing a light, white cocktail dress with hair so soft as t

she said " No, I want to see my dad please," I said while crying Before she could reply, an older man ran into the room and asked her what was going on. Using that distraction as an opportunity, I removed the needle which was connected to my left hand but unfortunately for me, before I could stand up, they noticed and ran toward me, trying to stop me. while struggling with them, I felt a sting on my left lap before I slip into unconsciousness. Beep Beep

“First Omega of the Nightshade bloodline, blonde hair, green eyes, those who described him said he looks like a fairy.” My stomach drops as I nearly start grieving my former self. “He has not been seen publicly for years since his first appearance at 10.” Silence is my only defense at this point. “He was fragile,” Auriel adds. “ and required significant protection.” My jaw tightens at that. “And yet, he disappeared,” he continues smoothly. “No body was ever confirmed, Dead or Alive no one knows.” A small noise leaves my throat, and Auriel notices. “You react to him.”

Men who had been thrown from their saddles were bowing and scraping on the dirt. “Glory be!” she cried but her terrified stallion leaped to its feet, struggling the air, and suddenly plummeted to the ground with a tremendous scream: a black arrow had wounded the horse. He threw the Princess on the ground. “No!” she wept. As though it were a descending cloud, the enormous shadow descended. Fear! It was a feathered monster, larger than just about any other bird, even though it was bare, with no quills or feathers, and its gigantic pinions were as webs of concealing betwixt clawed fingers, and it reeked. Perhaps it was a creature from another world, whose kind lingering in forgotten mountains

"Aww... Look at you! So smitten and pathetic... how cringeworthy, tsk tsk tsk tsk." The Dark Fairy, Ophelia, mocked Naia. Her appearance was anything but dark; platinum blonde hair, porcelain white skin, and a white lacey dress. Her silver fairy wings were folded and had faint gray and purple patterns. Anyone would be deceived by how pure and innocent she looked, except for her eyes that told a whole different story. "She's not interested in your taunts and jibes. Can you do something about it? Make him pay?" Tritheia scoffed.