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Nikki and I will be sharing a bedroom since the room is pretty big and we love spending quiet time together. "Hey, Mia. How did it go today? Finished your drawing?" Nikki asks as she makes her way to me on our line. "Yeah. Almost, I just need to color it when we get home." I reply as I take out my notepad and show her the picture I was drawing. It was a picture of a little fairy with flowers all around, wearing a flower dress. I love drawing fairies. I love drawing anything for that matter, but fairies and mythical creatures are my favorite.

It transitioned to the animals and humans that they co-exist. After that, the drawings became different again. There is this huge tree on a detailed carving. The shape of its veins became familiar to me similar to Venenata Negra. So I realized that that was the tree. I saw drawings of fairies. I frowned because when I saw that the fairies tried to cut down the big tree I don't know what the reason was. But the fairies did not succeed in cutting Venenata Negra.

and looks into the sunset orange eyes of the fairy and continues:- Would you do me the favor of accompanying me for the rest of my short life in my dream of building a kingdom where every one of my races can be happy?The fairy accepted and the following days ran like the wind.With the help of the fairy, the boy traveled from village to village convincing them to move, bringing them together in one place, and delegating the different tasks that helped everyone equally, based on what they were good at.In a few years, the population increased and the village became a kingdom, the boy became a man and a king, the fairy became queen and mother of a beautiful and healthy prince with white hair an

“I never liked him. You were too pretty for him, Elena. At least your husband now is younger and looks better.” If only her brother knew… “Did the fairies really look like this?” He asked, pointing at a picture that appeared in one of the books. “Yes, they are incredibly accurate, really. It’s only missing the colors.” “What are you going to do when the baby-fairy grows up? Father won’t like it. Don’t you want to have your own babies?” “Father dislikes a lot of things about me, one more won’t make a difference.”

Linda points out but we ignored her and continued. "What does this have to do with any of this?" Christina asks. "The stories in the book are real. I know it is because the main character in the story is a fairy and who wrote that book was my mom." "So you are saying your mom is a fairy?" Linda scoffs. "Really, Xavier? Fairies don’t exist." Riley speaks, “Just like humans who thought werewolves, witches and vampires weren’t real yet they are. They are blending into society. Just like us, fairies can look human too."

She starts looking through more boxes. "Laura shouldn't we get out of here. You should rest. We can come back and go through this tomorrow," I say to her. She digs through a few more boxes. She pulls out a folder. "One thing about us Fairies, we keep great records," she says. She adds the folder to her collection of papers. "Are you ready now?" I ask her. As we go out the door of the hidden record room, I notice something strange on the wall. "Ando can you reach that picture?" I ask him.

“Please.” You just keep repeating that word like it has no meaning.” His voice had gotten deeper, rougher, and I could imagine him narrating an erotic audiobook.“I don’t know!” I answered.Spank.I gasped.“You do.” He rubbed the place in which his hand had landed and continued talking. “Now tell me.”I bit my lip, and I felt another spank, then a rubbing. “OKAY!” I screamed. “The wand. I like the wand.”“Good puppy.” His hand went to my cheek and rubbed it. “You see? It wasn’t that hard.”I nodded.“Now open your mouth.”

Modern Fairytale© 2020 by Dazzling Star. All Rights Reserved Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Perhaps it doesn't support any act of violence or activities against society. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. DEDICATED TO ALL FAIRYTALE LOVER…❤️

She reminds us that humans don’t know about shifters and that we should be on our best behavior. I couldn’t help but smile as I looked at the enormous Ferris wheel and the fast-moving waltz. “Come on, Maria,” Gracie shouts as she drags me towards the carousel. Her friendly gesture made me giggle. I give my operator my ticket and climb onto a wooden horse that is far too small for me. We don’t have fairs in the shifter world. When I was a kid, I saw them on TV and always wanted to ride one. I think Gracie is the same, and she bounced on the wooden horse next to me, shouting, “Yeehaw!”

Mostly younger children and babies, all because they are the weaker links of all species. Just for an attempt at maybe fulfilling their craving for a lust of blood that can never be filled. The told horrors of fairies luring pregnant humans to their realm. To keep them as prisoners until they give birth. As they watch in a dazed and confused state. Hearing voices all around them, chanting something of an unknown origin. Only to watch in disbelief of the horrific acts that proceed next, in watching their own babies being eaten alive, right in front of their very own eyes! Hi everyone! This is my first book I've ever attempted to write. It was inspired by the Brother Grimms twist on fairytales