Fairy Zero นิยาย & เรื่องราว

???'s POV Hazel grew up watching fairytales on Disney. She puckered her lips and kissed the Frog Prince with Tiana, just like Belle, she fell in love with the Beast. She and Gabrielle danced with Pocahontas in the wind, and she can't forget when she fought a war with Mulan. Fairytales had always been her thing. So her imagination conjured up what she thought the Fae World would look like; gold, silver, and shimmer everywhere. She even pictured pink talking clouds that tasted like cotton candy. But to her dismay, she wasn't prepared for the truth.

Obviously, the tiny handprints are of the newborn fairy’s. “Yeah.” Dawey nodded. “The distance is very far… do you want to use your power?” Filur asked, referring to Dawey’s power of space. As long as Dawey has seen the place or an area, he would just think of it, and then they would appear there. “No.” Dawey answered, which made Filur surprised. “Why?” Filur asked. “This newborn fairy’s power is unknown yet.” Dawey spoke. “Aside from one thing which we currently know. It can create copies of itself.” He said.

The one with a hood tilted his head, anything but leisure on his face, he looked slightly annoyed as his nose wrinkled. The fairy cleared her throat, just because she was mated didn't mean she couldn't have some fun, it wasn't every day she came across too handsome men at the same time. "Hello, am Shailyn, a fairy" "You're mated" the other one pointed out, Shailyn instantly brushed her orange hair over her mate mark, chuckling nervously. "Yeah" she answered. "But tell me your names, I love making new friends, especially handsome guys like yourself"

she cried. As she stood looking down at the pendants, the tears overflowed from her eyes, ran down her nose and dropped to the ground. She looked past the pendants, to the grass where her tear had fallen and saw a rose. A beautiful, bright red rose had sprung up and bloomed. Laylan knelt down and looked into the rose, where a tiny person laid. The undersized woman stirred and looked up at Laylan, who gasped as she watched the little fairy stand and stretch her wings. The tiny, little fairy had brilliant red hair and her eyes were bright green. Her small lips were delicate pink and soft on her fair complexion. She looked as if she were wrapped in a small rosebud that draped down like a dress.

"Are you kidding? You're really talking about my dad?" "I am. If we can break the spell your parents cast on you, you will probably have white wings like him. And don't forget the elongated and sharp canines characteristic of the fae," she looked at Kai, still mocking me. "This will be amazing." "I'm just one-third fae, right? Maybe I won't have wings," I spoke a little exasperated. "You're not afraid of heights, right?" asked Kai with a smug smile. "Because it's just heights, nothing to be afraid of."

But my mind couldn’t think of another explanation. I was starting to get the idea that the woman at the bar may have been for real. But what was she? Some sort of witch or deamon? She definitely was not the Fairy God Mother from my childhood movies. But it seemed to fit. Ariel lost her voice when she made a deal with the sea witch, and Cinderella did have a Fairy God Mother. All I needed now was a poisonous apple and a beast.

She watched as the man on the ramp walked near the girl. "This my friends, is a rare nature fairy!" The crowd gasped. "For proof, let me show you her wings!" He hit the metal cage with his stick and the girl flinched and revealed glimmering fairy wings. Alessia's eyes squinted. Fairies are sacred beings of the forests. They are neutral and have never been included in any war in history before.

I was standing there in a shapeless house dress, the front still stained with dried breast milk. Fiona wrinkled her nose, pulled a perfume bottle from her bag, and spritzed herself. "What is that sour smell? God, it's awful."

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

I placed my hands on my chin. She smiled, as she rested her head on my laps, and prepared herself for my story. "Okay I remember one. Once upon a time, there was a beautiful fairy. Her name is Bella. She had a beautiful black and long hair, just like yours. And a beautiful set of chocolate brown eyes like yours as well. She was five years old and she had no wings like her other brothers and sisters. Because of it, no one ever liked her..." Thus, I went on and on