Fairy Wizard Novels & Stories

Eleanor knew it and thought, 'He will not make it until Cain come or until we take him to the palace.....I don't have a choice, I must use it. But with so many people around it will be difficult...Ah! but maybe, I can use the spell of illusion. The problem is that, this spell is taking too much energy from the user, I will have to heal him quickly and if I save him by using the elf power I inherited. It will drain too much of my energy and I might damage my body. But, I don't have a choice right now, if I don't act quickly he will die.' She closed her eyes and after thinking it through, she stayed quiet and concentrate on her spell.

"What do you mean? The guy she was with called her Marika. That's the fairy's name, right?" "Yeah. But her hair is lighter than this. The fairy's also smaller and had longer hair. The skin also isn't right. I should know because I was the one that caught her." He continued, "Did you think you can fool me, wizard? Are you mocking us?!"

Rara announced with a grin, addressing the fairies with a sense of purpose. The fire fairy, a figure of flickering flames and intense eyes, stepped forward with a resigned sigh. “Since you’re here, we must explain the rules of the Chosen Lady. First, you are considered holy and must guard against any impure thoughts. Second, you are expected to assist people and nations in times of crisis. Third, you must foster harmony between humans and the supernatural.” The water fairy, with a serene, flowing demeanor, added, “There are additional minor rules, which we will disclose as needed.”

Wraya stopped midsentence as he stormed with his giant claws over to my side swinging the pouch out of my grasp as he looked over it thoroughly. “But the water fairy told me they were real!” He muttered. “The water what again?” I asked staring dumbfounded at the creature before me. “The water fairy.” He repeated. “So now there are more mythical creatures out there then we can imagine, eh?” “If wolves and dragons can exist than why not fairies.” I sighed heavily, frustration pouring over me like waves. Wraya always has a knack of getting under my skin. “So quit pondering over this water fairy who lead you to the wrong seeds and go find me the right once.” I said, walking over with my long vio

Nathaniel asked in awe. "Fairy Warrior." "Well, for a second there, I thought your fairy friend was like Tinker Bell, but I was wrong, so wrong indeed," Nathaniel added, dismayed. The Fairy Warrior had no wings, and neither were they tiny? Just like in the fairy villages, these Fairy Sisters were massive and had a luminous flow into them. Their hair was so long and bright, their ears pointy in different colors. Nathaniel thought they looked rather like Amazonian warriors, unlike the Hollywood version he'd expected, and they were more humanlike but also had a natural sunny glow and neon-yellow hair the bright hue of a newborn petal. With a slight smile on his face, he went to check the fairy'

I reached inside and took the book. 'The Ancient book of fairies' it read. 'The ancient book of fairies? what does that mean?' I asked myself thoughtfully I took the book and walked to a golden plush cushion, taking a seat. I opened the book and started to read. 'Fairies were created like every other supernatural creatures. They practiced magic extensively but each fairy had it's own distinct power. Some had super speed, teleportation, shape shifting, beautiful siren voice, super strength, healing powers or even knowledge. The status of fairies can easily be recognized by the color of their eyes starting from silver for the royal family, red for the fairy elders, blue for the seers, green fo

King said. “Fairy? The Circus Master was also about a wizard and his relationship with a fairy.” I said. “Yes, it was. The men of those species were called the fae, and the female fae called themselves faeries. They have existed in myths for years and they have mostly been depicted as immensely powerful, but kind-hearted, helpful, loving and wish-granting creatures,” the King said. King ushered the two of us to sit on the chairs. I pulled out a chair for Carys, but she had already helped herself. Correcting my collar, I walked around and sat on the chair.

"Yes. The early witches aimed at using their magic to provoke terror, to harm and hurt people, often for selfish gain. As time grew by, we evolved, a few of us anyway, and sought redemption, turning our power towards protection and healing. Just a few, though. However, fairy magic has always been inherently pure. It was never meant for malice, not until their own ruler corrupted the balance, twisting it for personal ambition. It's focused—" "On healing, mostly," I completed, the information surfacing from the countless old books and scattered scrolls I had absorbed recently. It was a rapid-fire d******d of knowledge I hadn't realized I possessed. "Because the fairies were smaller at origin,

Or is it the undefeated Wizard? The wizard started to cast a spell to use it against the fairy, on the other hand, the fairy began to develop such arcane magic. Long after the wizard completely used the magic, the fire, and water mixed itself and became a thick that even the ground melted, yet the fairy created a shield. Indeed, the magic of the wizard is dangerous and deadly, but one thing that the fairy is certain; she is the only one who can beat and match the magic. The fairy, then, began to use its magic. She released such loud and shocking thunder to the place of the Wizards' leader.

This was to be done when it rained so that the power of my ancestors could seep into the roots of the tree. As our eighteenth birthday approached, or if our magical abilities emerged. It was tradition for a mother to break off a branch, seep it in a potion of her choosing, and forge a wand for her daughter. Dora’s potion included the tears of a griffin, the scale of a dragon, and the fur of a blessed wolf. It was believed the potion would increase the power of the witch who wielded it. My powers emerged when I was 17. When I turned 18, my power increased significantly.