Fairytopia Book Novels & Stories

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.

No one, not even this monster, deserved to be raped by two men in a dirty dungeon. “Let’s get you out of this dress little bird.” I heard Antony drawl out, and could see his eyes hooded in lust from where I was standing beside the open cell door. He reached out for a handful of her dress and pulled. The faerie let out a small whimper as she slammed her eyes closed and I heard the sound of fabric beginning to rip. I quickly took two steps forward and grabbed Antony by the collar of his shirt, and pulled him away from her; knocking him to the ground on the other side of the small cell. I heard the other guard gasp at my sudden presence, and ignored him, instead reaching my hand out for the cha

It stayed sealed, calm, almost amused. “What do you want from me,” I growled, pressing harder. Still nothing. I stepped back slowly, staring at it, dread creeping into my chest. I need to find a way to open this book, it may have the answers I seek. Think, Sammy. Who could help with this. The answer came instantly and it made my jaw tighten. A fairy. They knew how to unlock things that refused brute force and power. They understood magic that answered to intent instead of dominance. Jane.

With the books and knowledge she got, little Ariana hopes that the fairy really exists and is willing to grant her wish. Her struggle soon bore fruit, when Ariana saw the beautiful figure of a child who was slightly bigger than her, sitting in front of an abandoned castle. Just then, Ariana felt that she had finally found the fairy mentioned by King Alexius. The girl smiled so broadly when she barged in and immediately greeted the fairy with great enthusiasm. “Mr. Fairy, I have come to help you learn about human life!”

Doing her best to control the urge to run away and call a psychiatrist, Tara asked politely, “Do you have a name?” “My name is Celia, what’s yours?” the fairy asked. “I’m Tara,” she replied. “It’s nice to meet you, Tara,” Celia said as she flew up into the air until she was level with Tara’s face. “I had no idea fairies were real,” Tara mused, more to herself than to Celia. “I wonder how much of the fairy tales we’re told as children is really based on fact.”

"Shit, you're hot as hell." My cheeks blushed in the same second. Damn, he's way too sincere. "Thank you? You're hot too." Kai looked pissed and Ryusei smiled wickedly at him. "I'm Ryusei like Kai said. You are?" I look at Kai and Ryusei again. "I won't tell my name yet, okay?!" "I like a mystery. You look like someone named Freya." Not at all. "Nope. Beautiful hunch, but you're wrong. So, you're a fae male?"

well, I don't care if you follow me.The hut was occupied by six people, the boy, his sick father, three younger sisters, and the mother who took care of everyone.For the next few years, the fairy watched the human boy and his family.The boy killed like all other animals, to eat, but he left no remains, from leather he made clothes from bones, soup, organs, dog food and fat, soap and oil for torches.He killed any animal that managed to shoot an arrow, but never cubs, mothers, fathers, or pregnant women, even if these were the easiest prey.Gradually the fairy approached the boy, following him more and more closely and once while whispering advice.Until one day she showed herself to the boy an

I again made my way inside the library and sat behind my desk waiting for this important secret. Thomas waved his hands and an old leather bound book fell on my desk. It opened on its own and I wasted no time reading the faded black lettering inside. The first page told of a way to neutralize a winter faerie’s magic. I looked up surprised at Thomas who was grinning from ear to ear. He made the book disappear again and with his blue eyes twinkling said,” Now you know what to do my king.”

Pouting, I could tell she was close to crying, “Just read it to me, mama.” I took the book from her, it was titled Sleeping Beauty, and then I started reading, “Once upon a time, in a far-off kingdom, a beautiful princess named Aurora (also known as Briar Rose) was placed under a sleeping curse by a wicked fairy named Maleficent. The curse was meant to punish the king and queen for not inviting Maleficent to the princess's christening.” I paused and then continued.