Ferngully Fairies Novels & Stories

And waking up to find her drooling was also a sight to behold. Ciara scoffed and yawned. "I don't get why you did it though," she said. "I thought fairies were supposed to be gentle and kind and understanding and just. So far, you've been the exact opposite of all those things which makes me wonder if you're even a fairy at all," she blabbled, making me roll my eyes. Nothing irked me more than humans putting faires in that angelic stereotype. I mean, where's the fun in that? Everyone gets tired of being good all the time. Sometimes you gotta spice things up a little bit. Besides, it wasn't like I was that bad.

Said a woman with white and long straight hair, red eyes, full and red lips, white skin, and also taller than me and than Maelli. By her ears, I could tell she's not a fae. "We got excited and ended up drinking a little too much." Explained a fae male, taller than the other three, with light blue straight hair, white skin, and amber eyes. "I did only go with them for the food." Said a fae female with straight and short blond hair, golden skin, and silver eyes, shorter than me. "Oh she's already here, and she's hot. Thank gods, now there are two witches in this place."

Terran shot in rapid fire at me, and I tried to answer to the best of my ability, but to be honest, I knew little about the Children except for the short time in their cave, and the couple of visits they so graciously paid me. “Iron is a weakness, just like all Faerie.” I started, and thought about the chilling time Moira had just barely saved my life from the herd of them in the cave. “I was able to kill one with my magic, but I had used everything I had to kill it.” I added, and Terran’s eyes widened slightly at the statement. “They didn’t tell me where they are or how far, but their numbers are easily in the hundreds. The entire underground of the castle was their cave, and it seemed so e

Aggie says, staring down at my baby with adoring eyes. Gray eyes? The baby's eyes are blue. I stared into them for so long this morning, I know what color eyes my child has. I look at Cash. He smiles at me in return. “He is a changeling.” A what? “A changeling. Fairy babies have there own special powers. Long ago fairies would steal human babies and leave orphaned fairy children in their place. The fairy children would take on the appearance of the human so no one would notice.” That is horrible. Why would they do such a thing as steal human babies?

"Silver fairy?" Emma giggled at the strange nickname, she didn't think she looked like a fairy. They were people with delicate faces, enticing to the humans but compared to the luriems, the fairies didn't like to lie or set traps. They were good fighters in physical combat and great users of nature magic.

Their bodies glowed faintly, casting soft halos of color as they flitted through the cavern air. Fairies. Dozens of them. They danced through the cavern in lazy spirals, trailing glittering motes that dissolved into the glowing water below. Some zipped through the air in bursts of speed while others hovered curiously nearby, their wings beating in soft, musical hums. Kaelani laughed softly in disbelief. “No way…” She lifted her hand slowly, afraid the movement might scare them away. One of the fairies drifted closer. She was smaller than the others, her wings tinted a pale lavender that shifted to teal as they caught the light. She hovered for a moment, studying Kaelani with bright, intellig

Maleficent chuckled, ‘You are either a very brave or very stupid child but I like your feistiness’ Ella held her breath as the evil Witch spread out her arms looking for all the world like a huge black crow, ‘I, Maleficent, Queen of the Darkness do hereby give notice that the lives of the half-blood Brothers, Ansitif and Phillipe, and the Mother of Cinderella, the Moon Goddess, are all given back to them. No harm shall come to them’

Our aura was trying to mix, pushing each other in the air. The moon grew more brightly, and the werewolves were now on the verge of shifting. We are now at the altar, and the guests and our pack members shifted. They all started to howl, the moonlight shining on us both, and in the moonlight, something was chirping. Small things were flying towards us from the light. "Fairies!!!" I exclaimed to Tia. Tia's eyes grew big, telling me to behave. I cleared my throat and focused on what was happening. The little things were flying in front of our faces, "We have a gift," They said, simultaneously with a high-pitched voice.

she stared at the glowing creatures dancing around the flowers. “Fairies…” Philip walked up to her and nodded. “They tend to reside in the forests, where it's quiet and peaceful…” Grace bent down to get a better look at them. They were delicate creatures, with wirelike wings, and dainty white dresses. She shook her head. “I can’t believe my eyes.” “You know, there are two stories about the fairies of Alloria…” said Philip. “What stories?”

Danika's POV. - What the heck is this little creature? My hand reflexively whips out and truncates its attack by grasping its thin ugly neck and harnessing my fingers to make it croak. This filthy aggressive little thin with pointy long ears, unsightly crumpled face, vile mischievous black eyes, dirty but sharp teeth, and a jagged blade axe swinging about with its persistence to attack me. My mother taught me about the various kinds of Fairies, so I know how to identify them at first glance. This one appears in the form of the friendly Boggarts. But I know its true nature underneath that reeks acridly.