Fukuro Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

Higurashi Shrine’s martial arts were based on kendo, and its members practiced kendo techniques. They weren’t wild shrines that prayed to the demonic god and cultivated in the demonic path. The Fairy Doctor stood proudly amidst the group of people, and she overheard what Toro said. The Fairy Doctor was someone who had an in-depth knowledge of Japan. She glanced at him. “Can’t you see that she’s using the Blood Cult techniques?” “The Blood… Blood Cult?” Toro exclaimed. “You know the Blood Cult too! How… How could Goddess be using the Blood Cult’s demon techniques?” he added.

I knew it’s where he and that fucking bastard Rokurō would be. Their guards scrambled, trying to stop me. I narrowed my eyes before bringing my Kitsune mask to my face. Fear clouded their features at the sight of my mask. They knew what it meant. This wasn’t me, Hatake Yūri, heir of the clan, coming after their boss and second. No, this was Kitsune, a blood-thirsty fox spirit. “Stand down or perish.” I warned, unsheathing my blade ready.

Justin increasingly does not understand why Dave sent the Blue Prince later. "But you know yourself, right? The power of the Galactic God is so great, that it must also be inherited by the Blue Prince. And I believe the Blue Prince is able to help us." "Alice, this is a nine-tailed fox, not a thousand-eyed monster, a faceless monster, or a Sin Rose. The last time I met that fox monster, its shape changed to a bigger one, all of its furs is jet black with fiery red streaks, I'm sure it's much stronger now. ."

] [Dragon King: They don’t look like they know we are here. [Fire Phoenix: That red-haired is annoying me for some reason.] [Fairy Queen: Same feelings here @Fire Phoenix.] ……. A/N: For clarifications: Dragon King - Oliver Troublemaker Goblin - Jethro Silent Werewolf - Draven Snow Fox - Snow Not Little Mermaid - Nayara Fire Phoenix - Lumara Fairy Queen - Crystal Do you like these nicknames I made for them? On the other note, thank you for reading~ lovelots

Unfortunately, any kind of Yokomoya cannot be activated when he is under the control of a Dream Demon Spell. 'Damn! His body was completely unharmed. Maybe this is not his real body. It's useless for me to give any attack!' Zhou Fu thought in a breathless state. He was sweating profusely because he had expended a lot of energy. "Now then, it's my turn to attack!"

“You won't like it when I'm lonely. I pick a fight with Hikari’s best swordsman, Yushi that little pest.” “Yushi?” “Oh you will come across him one of these days when we get closer to Hikari.” After getting enough of the fairy, they exited the party scene. Like how they went there, Mizuko’s hand were tightly holding Kenshi’s. Him holding her hand somehow makes her feel secure. Then out of nowhere, some thing jumped in front of them. It has a body like a gorilla but head like a dinosaur. Mizuko wanted to run but her hand was in Kenshi and all she could do is breath heavily.

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

A place no immortal knows, the Fairy continent. Sakura Fairy was a known fairy warrior, resilient and against violence. She guards the Skura Forest of the Berhalksawn Plalace. No has really seen her, and alkhun that thought that maybe his father has seen her. As he jumps through the tree branches in the forest, heading towards the riverside. He can see the trees and sakura flowers closer. As petals fall every time he jumps in the branches. He thought it was beautiful The memory of Pamela waving her two hands, saying bye-bye flashed through his mind. Through that second Alkhun slipped through the branch. He's stepping into, out of reflex he tried to hold

No dragon. “Wh-who are you?” Nya stammared, her sword out in front of her as she prepared to defend herself. As far as she could see, he wasn’t armed, but he might be some sort of a sorcerer or something. As concerned as she was that the monster she’d come to kill had disappeared into thin air, she had to deal with this mysterious person first. He didn’t look threatening as he stood across from her, sizing her up, but he didn’t look happy either. Nya had faced off against many an angry, muscular man in her life. This guy was built like a slab of stone. Muscles on top of muscles. He was tall, too. At least a foot taller than her. He was glaring at her, which made his handsome face look dark a

Erden gives me a proud smile, ruffling Eren’s hair. “You are not my favourite too.” I stick my tongue back which makes Erden chuckles at my childishness. Eren’s mouth widens in horror. “Who is your favourite?!” “Troy is my favourite.” I smirk, wiping my wet hands in a towel. Eren stares at me with a blank face before he begins to cry, hiding his face in his hands. “Oh no, Eren.” I rush to him and get on my knees to reach around his height. “I was just joking.” I tell him guiltily. “You’re my favourite. I love you.” I say comfortingly, trying to pull him into a hug.