Fairy Tail Éclair Novels & Stories

Beryl huffed before biting into her sandwich. Daryl turned her head away to signal the argument was over, “It tastes kinda nice, Daff. Focus on the flavours!” Daffodil’s smile was forced, “It sure tastes good, Daryl!” Daryl’s eyes lit up when she looked over, “Doesn’t it, Daff?! Doesn’t the pasta taste so much better with the crunch of the apple?” The pink-haired fairy placed the rest of the piece down at a corner of her plate, “Mmhmm.”

"Would you care to get some food, little Halfling?" Bailey stepped out of Jayce's arms and took Beckett's hand, letting him lead her through the throng to a long buffet set against the wall. The smell of seared vegetables and roasted meat settled her nerves. "I'd always thought the Fae were vegetarians. It's what we are taught. The whole 'nature spirit' thing."

I stayed silent for a long time before I finally spoke. My voice was hoarse and unfamiliar. “The house my mother left me is still in Sienna’s hands.” “Can you help me to get it back?” Sebastian shot me a glare full of barely contained frustration. “My aunt’s property? Don’t worry. I’ll get every last bit back for you. No need for you to fret.” He pushed a glass of whiskey toward me. “I’m just afraid once your wounds heal, you’ll forget the pain.”

Right in front of her, Edith saw several small fairies no taller than a five-year-old child flying past with cauldrons in their hands. Seeing Edith's astonishment at the little green fairies, Eva explained, "They were carrying cauldrons filled with the elixir of honesty. Every time, before attending court, the witnesses or the accused would be told to drink the potion first. The spell contained therein is unbreakable.

As he reached for his phone, Frederick unexpectedly spoke up, fluently and flawlessly in Faelorian. "Excuse me, please bring each of us a matcha macaron, an almond cake, a lightning puff, and caramel pudding. For our main courses, we'll take the red wine foie gras and Marseille fish soup, and if there's Parisian lobster available, that would be splendid. Thank you." His demeanor exuded elegance and confidence.

I won’t do it again, don’t be angry, alright? The angry Fairy: Hmph, as long as you know your mistakes. A few days later, because the Fairy was so beautiful in the Dragon’s eyes, he couldn’t help himself but to steal another kiss from the Fairy again.

"Cat, perhaps we should focus on appreciating the art rather than the artists?" Cathy patted his cheek affectionately. "Oh Taylor, don't be jealous. You know you're different to me. OMG! You absolutely must see this! They have Eiffel Tower-shaped macarons!" I couldn't help but smile as I turned to see Cathy waddling towards us, her baby bump proudly on display and her arms laden with colorful boxes of sweets. Taylor trailed behind her, looking both exasperated and amused, his arms equally full of Cathy's impulse purchases.

This time Gustave also nodded in agreement. “She is right. We have two opposite corners in a room and those corners belong to E and L. Bit your café has a Lemons and Tarts board on the entrance with this cute logo. What is exactly going on?” “Nothing is going on, guys.” Elara said confidently, “he owed me some money when we were young. So, it’s his way of paying me back.” She then handed over a colorful menu card to them, “Come on now. Tell me what would like to have. You two are my first customers.”

Thanks to Elio, they finally got to try the taste of their dreams. The drink was white with a hint of green. After pouring it into a few glasses, Yarely raised her glass and said, "Today is a special day. The Seven Fairies have all gathered here, and we have a distinguished guest as well. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Elio, our good brother. A toast to you!” "A toast to our new best friend!” "Cheers…!" Elio downed the drink in one gulp. It was slightly sour and wonderfully refreshing. The women scrambled to introduce the dishes to him. He had to admit that Yarely's culinary skills were superb, and he showered her with praise as he gorged himself.

I felt excited and energized again as I looked around. For people Morph described as crude, the outskirts of Elysium looked very much like the city of Avalor to me. We rode past the lively streets and half completed buildings and I smiled as it brought back memories... I mean the din. Like Neradia, Elysium had fairies and brownies running around and selling things. A few rushed towards us and I stifled laughter when a brownie brought an ivory lacy underwear--the kind I'd only ever seen in Neradia as I'd never come across such a thing in Avalor-- before Zephyros and said, "Picketh this one f'r thy belov'd and thou art sure to has't a bairn bef're the next solstice.", and Zephyros squirmed unc