Novel & Cerita Fairy Tales Sunny Days

As our laughter subsided, Sophie wiped away a tear of mirth from her eye. "Okay, your turn," I prompted, curious to hear Sophie's magical tale. She leaned back in her chair, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Well, I once stumbled upon a group of mischievous fairies having a dance party in the moonlight. They were twirling and fluttering around, casting spells on each other." Intrigued, I leaned in closer. "What kind of spells?" Sophie's eyes sparkled mischievously. "Oh, they had spells that made everyone speak in rhyme for an entire day! It was hilarious seeing people stumble over their words and come up with rhymes on the spot. Even the grumpy old professor got caught up in it!

***** Fairy Kingdom: Queen Flora, the Fairy Queen and her Globin husband went outside when they heard the biggest uproar in their palace. Everywhere was filled in darkness and it was only with the help of the fairy Queen magical light which she used to lighten up the palace, they were able to see what lay ahead of them. Coming out to their courtyard, they saw a man with Rae. All their Fairy and Goblin warriors had gathered to protect their queen and king as they walked majestically to meet the stranger and Rae.

Fairy luna Absorbs sunlight from the sun channelling it directly to the dead flowers. With time the flowers begin to brighten becoming more radiant and beautiful. With succulent deep red rose petals. This demonstration gave everyone goosebumps. Scoring 10 points for the fairies In the second round. It was the pixie turn. Pixie pearl absorbs sunlight from the sun channelling it directly to the dead flower as well. With time the flower begins to brighten, bearing fruits and flowers. Attracting butterflies and birds which fluttered around. It was really a beautiful sight to witness. Scoring 20 points for the pixies in the second round. Both fairies and pixies were tied with 30 points each.

Leath looked out of nowhere and recalled her memories from her childhood, her most precious memories of home. "There's a festival that takes months of preparation when you go to Silvenia, it’s called White Day. Since everyone is invited, designers from Silvenia might come and take your measurements for your suits and gowns. You can choose your own personal designers but I doubt no one knows Silvenian fashion better than Silvenian designers. People can dance over a frozen lake, don't worry about falling because it's been frozen for years that no one even knows what it looks like when the ice is all thawed. There's a legend that if a wolf howls while you're dancing on the frozen lake, it means

These mystical days came from the fairy place. Vicky and his friends would gather the fruits in their shirts, the fabric bulging with the free treasure. Laughter and shouts of glee accompanied their foraging, as they revelled in the simple joy of the rainy season. The cemetery's eerie silence was forgotten amidst the revellry, the ancient trees standing guard over their secret paradise. The place where gloom fled away. As the dark clouds gathered, threatening to unleash a downpour, the boys would scurry to collect as many fruits as possible, their hearts racing with the thrill of the adventure.

The girl stared at me puzzledly while I stared at the person from one of my favourite story books Scarlette gave me. Scarlette gave me a book once. She said it was a fairytale book for kids but I truly enjoyed it. The story was about the sugar fairies in the land of sweetness. Sugar fairies mostly live to bake pastries and sweet things. They literally live for happiness and celebration, and were the creators of the sweet people. The story was about Apple, the princess of the sugar fairies and her sister, Candy. The Sugar Emperor had two wives and both had daughters on the same day but Apple was older. At first, they grew up as sisters who loved each other until their brother and heir to the

Loud bangs of thunder heralded the little Prince's arrival and neither were surprised when Merlin appeared. ‘The Prince?’ He took the baby from his mother's arms and walked to the open door of the balcony stepping outside into the maelstrom he held Prince Sebastian high, ‘Born from love Created by magic This world ignites From elements ecstatic A frog enchanted A Princess’s kiss This faery tale ended In love and bliss. The storm disappeared and the moon shone bright Merlin handed the baby back to the couple and smiled at the little family, ‘It’s over.’ He said simply and like all good faery tales they all live happily ever after.

It was a dark and dense forest, I was walking for hours and still didn't see the end of it. I was getting tired and hungry as time went on and I couldn't see if it was day time or not since I could not see the sky. This forest had a weird rumor going about it, people often told story like it was impossible for a human or any other living creature to get out of it alive. And the reason was that in this forest once lived a witch that was trying to escape from the terrible fate human wanted to bring on her, and that was being burned alive. That sure is a scary fate indeed and weirdly her situation and mine were a little similary in the fact that I am trying to escape a fate that would be someho

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

I remember taking her face in my small hand as I asked, "What is wrong?" "Nothing, my sweet Aurora. Something I hope you never understand. Now I believe I owe you a story." I eagerly would get under the covers and snuggle up close as she would braid my hair. Then she would open a small blue book titled, Fairytales for Fairy Princesses. "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful fairy princess," "I already like this story." "I know you do," she winked and kissed the top of my head. "Most of her life, the princess was protected by high towers, walls, and secret magic.”