Fairy Zombie Novels & Stories

Finally, there was a girl that looked just like me, almost like a mirror. “You know me as Serenity,” she started to say, “I am your fairy and control your magic.” She then gestured to each figure in turn. “This is Arashi, she is your dragon soul, princess of dragons. This here is Lucinda, your wolf spirit and healer. Finally, this is Silk, your sprite. She controls your vampire magic and is the form you’ve been adopting since you were 8.”

He took the rabbit from the ground and lifted it up to his chest. There was a smile on his face as he went back down and told the other soldiers to look for Gorrum. It was only a false alarm and they thought that it was an enemy. Right behind a tree where they found the rabbit, Crystal was visibly nervous when she heard them coming. Fortunately, she saw the rabbit just in time. Using her fairy powers, she enticed the little rabbit and made it stand there. Unfortunately, though, her powers don’t work with the orcs. They are simply strong against a fairy’s power of taming. Thankfully, the orcs really loved animals and took the rabbit with care.

Zombie Bitch asked as she moved across the room. “Nothing, why?” Xylia looked innocent. The floor was normal. Nothing to show that she had done anything. “You did something.” Zombie Bitch spat out as she looked around again. Aarshon looked up at the ceiling just in time to see a pink fairy. Then a lime green wolf. “Oh my god! She is still in the house.” Aarshon pointed to the ceiling. “What?” Rayne looked up to see the fairy and wolf and started laughing. “You taught her that.

Alicia insisted that Mike hadn't always been like this. He only started changing after Hannah's business took off, though she didn't know exactly why. I told her it wasn't normal, but she just muttered that they had survived this way for years. I shot back that the fact they had survived like this for years was exactly what made it so terrifying. The yellowish living room lights were dim. Neither of us noticed the master bedroom door on the second floor had cracked open. The next day, I woke up at dawn, having barely slept all night.

Screams tore through the B2 level. Martha and I bolted for the stairs. Marcus stumbled behind. The smell of blood hit us like a wall. In the makeshift chapel, Sister Catherine was on her knees before the cross. A bloody hole gaped in her neck. A zombie was hunched over her, greedily tearing at her flesh. It had crawled in through an air vent. “Oh God…” Marcus retched. I grabbed a nearby iron chalice and slammed it into the zombie’s head.

Evangeline leaned forward, catching our attention. I released Vidar, turning to the former queen. “Why are we thinking that changing into a fairy will harm Rarity?” she asked. The Fae are not like werewolves. We do not need leave bones or to create new members. Are humans at our core.” "He was agonizing when me I returned one hybrid It is acquired my vampire. You vampires also they are humans in your essence, they are not?" Vidar pointed out. “Oh, Yes, but your body he had what process one extreme amount of poison highly toxic when becoming part vampire. The transformation into a fairy won’t be like that.”

Of course, I'm considered a Princess because of my parents' status as royalty but still not used to the title. I look around to observe this underground village; everything seems peaceful and colorful. The houses are either made of wood, rocks, or plants in the renaissance style in medieval times. So many flowers, everyone. A few flowers open and reveal tiny fairies waking up from their naps as they greeted me welcome. There are varieties of fairies living here; mushroom fairies, tree fairies, flower fairies, water fairies, and fairies that look primarily like insects. These fairies are much smaller than Feno. There are varieties in sizes as well.

It had fair skin and an obese physique that made it seem it easily weighed up to 100 kilograms. Additionally, there was a zombie in a fiery red long dress. It had a slim body figure, an elegant expression, and silky skin. Furthermore, there was a little girl in a long, white, princess-like dress. She had a doll-like face that made her look extremely cute. Another zombie was holding a pitch-black sword that looked extremely sharp; it sent chills down one’s spine. Lastly, there was a zombie wearing a Smoky Flowery Dress. Her hair was at her waist, and she looked like an angel from heaven.

"I call on the mother of fairies, the bearer of light, Madaline" Her hands glowed with a faint green light. She watched with anticipation and faint excitement as a small fairy dressed entirely in white appeared on her hand. She was as tall as a pen, more accurately described as a pixie. She had long green hair, hollow eyes, a small pointy chin, and two long ears. She yawned, standing from her sleeping position. She rubbed her eyes, staring up to look at Natalia after her eyes were cleared. {You must be the one who woke me from slumber. What is it you desire?}

To say I was in shock was beyond an understatement. A minute later several small creatures came in and immediately put out the fire. They thoroughly cleaned everything up as if it hadn’t happened. I looked at my dad with a questioning face. “There are varying types of fairies. Brownies, sprites, elves, gnomes, pixies, nymphs, selkies. Some have to do tasks or they get assigned to watch over someone as a godmother. They have to accomplish their tasks to move on to the next phase of their existence, some become angels, some fallen fairies are demons,” my dad whispered.