Fnia Characters Novels & Stories

She answered Adrianna. “Don’t flatter yourself, freak!” “Dragonshifters; noble, valuable, rare. Go look it up.” She said, closing the subject. “Hi, I’m Vera.” She said like nothing just happened and ignored Adrianna, like she was a mere fly buzzing around. “Hi, I’m Nia, pleased to meet you.” “Hi Vera!” Stuttgart greeted very inthusiastically. His smile brightened. “How are you?” She smiled and her eyes sparkeled for a moment even more than was normal. “I’m good, thanks, but I expect you’re a little down since a girl beat your record by 3 periods.” She said, leaning forward.

“Wait, Vitania? So you are...” Without further ado, Floria immediately pulled out an object from her right hip and showed it to Alisa's two friends. “That’s right. I am the Vitanian magical girl. I am also a former member of the Vitanian Frontline Witches Brigade,” Flo said while showing an object resembling a keychain in the form of a light blue triangle with three white stars on each corner. This made Frenska and Linne even more flabbergasted. "But I've been banished from that rebel organization. So I'm no longer a member of the Witches Brigade," she continued, clenching her fist that was holding the object.

Fiona's sarcastic question fueled the Nightraven pack's anger towards her even more. "Alpha Damian doesn't need to see your face anymore! We can defeat you easily!" Jake shouted, making Fiona smile even wider. "Is that so? You can't defeat me, and you'll follow right after this head maid," Fiona retorted, pulling back a white sheet to reveal Marie, the head maid of the Nightraven and considered a mother figure to each of them, tied to a log, standing but lifeless. She was covered in blood, her mouth and chest stained, three more logs wrapped in white sheets, and as they couldn't see who was under them, chaos ensued even more.

I tried not to roll my eyes as I said, “Mage Jaye, this is Fionna Flamingo. Fionna, this is Mage Jaye. She’s the head of the school and the council of mages.” Fionna eyed the woman closely. I could tell she was trying to determine whether she was good or bad. Fionna could basically categorize everyone that way. It was difficult to tell at the moment because Mage Jaye looked friendly with a smile plastered to her face, but I knew differently. If I had to reduce everyone to either good or bad, I’d be labeling her bad.

I said. Liam switched his phone so I could see my nieces. Fiona was a redhead like Mari, while Dahlia had my brother’s dark hair, similar to mine. Fiona had always been a daredevil. With Dahlia, she had someone to drag along and use as a baby doll. Dahlia was too sweet-natured to protest, at least for now. “Hi, Aunt Niamh!” said Fiona. She held up a giant necklace she’d probably pilfered from Mari, too. “Do you like my necklace?”

"I can't show my face. If you want to see my face, I can show it now but you have to keep it a secret!" Luna tried to stay as calm as possible. "Do you feel you are so special?! Since when did the matter of face become so important?!" Nindi bulged her eyes as if challenging. "Okay. I'll take off my niqab now," said Luna in a deep voice. She didn't want her face to be a problem with her sister-in-law. "Forget it! Where's my brother?!" Ratna pinched Nindi's arm, gesturing for her sister to keep their attitude. Nindi pushed Ratna's hand away.

“Luna, I never thought that you would have a stronger character than I imagined. You would actually come to work.” Luna smiled and swept a glance at Fiona’s smug face. “Of course. If I don’t have a strong character, I would have long dragged you and Joshua into the gates of Hell.” Fiona was stunned for a while, then she laughed. “Would you be willing to?” Fiona said while reaching out to touch the photo on Luna’s desk. It was a photo of Luna with Nigel, Neil, and Nellie. She gently swiped her fingers across Neil’s face.

Just because we know these guys doesn’t mean they’re friends. “I’m looking for a new pack. Abertha sent me here.” I grit my teeth, and my canines scrape my chin. The male’s nostrils twitch, and he smirks. “How is the old witch?” Nia asks. “Haven’t seen her around these parts lately.” “I think she’s good.” “Hard to say with that one.” Flora murmurs in agreement. She seems intrigued by the brash female. She keeps sneaking glances at the hardware on her face and the nipple rings obvious through her skintight, midriff-baring shirt.

Krystal says as she glances at me and I smile at her before looking back at the ladies from Shikaz. "My name is Jia and I am okay with anywhere except Frole," I answer and Fiadh nods her head vigorously. "My name is is Fiadh and I agree with Jia," she says softly and the other women laugh. "I am Neva. ( Pronounced: Nee-vuh) Why do you not like Frole," she asks.

He had been in the rain for fifteen minutes, but why didn't he find any trace of his beautiful elf? Finally Farhan remembers the place that Nia likes. He immediately ran towards the place. Sure enough, her beautiful fairy was there crying over her twin sister's grave. "Nia, forgive your sister. I know it's not easy, but didn't you say the highest level of someone who truly loves is to be sincere? Then why haven't you let go of your sister yet?" said Farhan as he squatted down. Did I forget to introduce Rania? Rania Ratu Ramadhani? 3R, oh apparently not yet. OK, I'll introduce you.