Fanart Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

I wanted to avoid the pain, so I would have to improve in order to do that. Ziyah sat curled up to Dante’s side on the loveseat. Imeela and I took the oversized chair. It was perfectly sized for us. “Are you part of an ancient magic convention or something? First Ziyah and now you. I’m feeling left out.” Imeela jutted her lip out in a faux pout. Dante tossed her a pouch. Inside of it was a gorgeous blue phoenix. It looked just like the mark on her neck. “Now, you have it too,” Dante teased her. “Remember when Ziyah had her little dinner party with the Fae Gods?”

I thought it was over. I really did. However, Sienna always had a way of turning things into something far more insane. It was Sebastian who slid a phone across the table to me. “You need to see this.” The screen showed Sienna’s live stream. She stood on the hospital rooftop, dressed in an oversized patient gown. The wind whipped her hair into a tangled mess. She was gaunt. Her face was as pale as paper. She was crying so hard her voice cracked and tore.