Fée Novelas e Histórias

Little Thena couldn't help but be enchanted by it all, tugging at her mother's hand to explore. With her curious eyes and radiant smile, she attracted attention everywhere she went. Her natural beauty was striking, with the purple hue in her eyes growing more vibrant in the sunlight. To Iris, her daughter looked like a miniature version of the Greek goddess Athena - intelligent, bright, and sunny. But as the family meandered through the crowded streets, little did they know that danger was lurking in the shadows. Monsters of all kinds watched from the sidelines, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Somewhere in the South of France…

I know that of the three Fayte sisters, I’m probably, on the surface, the least threatening. Crista, as the oldest, was trained harder by our papa as she was to replace him as Beta of Nebrodi, then she also received a rare white wolf, so even before she became Luna of Incubi and the host of Light, she was seen as someone to respect and fear. Persephone’s outer appearance may not have instilled fear or respect, but she earned it once people knew what she could do with a computer.

Catherine had Felipe on her hand. Felipe pointed at a cotton candy machine with an earnest-looking old man trying to beckon at people to buy. Catherine nodded and took Felipe to the front of the stall. "Two fairy floss, please." Felipe laughed. "Fairy floss," he echoed. It was what he had been calling cotton candy, and Catherine just mimicked it to entertain him since they couldn't go over the rides that he's too young to go in. They had already tried the kiddie rides and Felipe got tired immediately. He wanted to go over, and try what Catherine called the "big boy rides", but she wouldn't let him.

Regita was very excited this afternoon, more than three times she has seen herself in a mirror. Regita wanted to make sure that her appearance was okay, this afternoon she would meet Langit, her professor and favorite writer. Regita did not want to miss that opportunity, she wanted to learn much from him. On her way out of the room, Aira suddenly came and teased her. "How beautiful you are, where are you going hmmm..,?" Said Aira with a seductive smile.

Shabat gently towels off my body while Iamem fetches the dress—deep red like blood, long, with a plunging neckline and a high slit that reaches my thigh. I slip into it carefully. Then they brush my hair, weaving in golden ornaments that form a sort of crown. I catch my reflection in the water and see how beautiful I look. “Would you like a mirror, my lady?” Shabat asks. “What?” “A mirror. They’re more of a human thing—they love seeing themselves—but some fae have them too. If you’d like one, I can get it for you,” she says with a smile. “I’d be so grateful,” I reply, and she dissolves into smoke, vanishing right in front of me.

Selena mocked me, "Prince of Hungry and Transylvania...or do you prefer 'White Stud'?" "Laugh while you can, Monkey-Girl," I sneered. "The guy currently making a run at erasing seven hundred years of Asian history gave me that title. As for Fehér mén - that means 'White Stallion' and is symbolic of my ties to House Epona, not a phallic reference." Riki's look had gone from disgust, to anger (because she thought she was being played) and lastly, to shock.

Family. It was the second week. Benjamin came out of the washroom after taking a refreshing bath. He was rubbing his head with a towel thinking about the weird behaviour of Noah Gabriel. He was a casanova in his own style. Openly BI. Girls boys. Anyone. He would just have to raise his eyebrow and would be flooded with bodies.

A scowl was on his lips, and he stared at her with more hate than the rest. High Lady Demeter sat by his left; tall and gorgeous was the Fae Parliamentarian. Her wavy, dark green hair had an exquisite golden headpiece that framed her round face. Her pink eyes were soft, and at each corner was a small pink flower tattoo. High Lord Blaze, the Phoenix Parliamentarian, was on the other side of her. His hair and eyes were as orange and fiery as the fire, and his face was scrunched in disgust. Each of them represents a species from their world.

It seems no matter how much money someone has, we are all flawed in our own ways. After what feels like forever, we are done and heading back to the office to drop our supplies off and clock out for the day. All I can think on the drive is how excited I am to get done and go home to my blissfully empty apartment. Watching Jesse easily carry all of her cleaning supplies always shocks me a little. I know she’s been working this job for a couple years, so it shouldn’t shock me, but she is so small compared to me that it makes it hard not to watch in minor awe at her strength. Fauns on average are between 4 and five feet which would make Jesse pretty average size for her kind. Compared to my nea

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.