Gliss Tinkerbell Novels & Stories

Chris said with pride. “Well, darling, you’re going to have a wonderful evening tonight. I guarantee it,” She whispered in Josh’s ear and strutted away. “I highly doubt it,” Josh said after he was certain that she couldn’t hear him. Giselle walked to the back of the stage and as she turned the corner, she looked around to make sure no one could see her and her eyes glowed red. She collapsed on the floor as a dark fog began to seep out of her mouth. The fog took shape and slowly transformed into Gentel.

“Ancient? Honey, you look like you fell out of a glitter bomb at a five-year-old’s birthday party.” Her mouth dropped open again—honestly, I was starting to wonder how she didn’t catch flies that way. “Why, you—you mud-wearing, uncultured, fur-coated mammal!” I snorted. “Aww, thank you! And you’re a sparkly garden gnome with anger issues. Look at us bonding already.” She shrieked. “Bonding?! I should turn you into a toad!” I put my hands up. “Whoa, whoa, relax, Tinker Hell. I’m just saying hi! I didn’t mean to crash your… glitter rave.”

Unable to wipe it off, Lily shuddered. “I tried,” the eleve shrugged. “I thought I was doing rather well, too, all things considered.” Lily’s top lip pulled back, baring her teeth. “I didn’t. Show me your true form.” “Ah, ah, ah,” the eleve teased. “I had you going for a minute there. And, as you well know, it seems, the only way to break the glamour is to spin. Unfortunately for you, I am certainly not going to allow you to do that.”

Tinkerbell got offended they weren’t walking in formation and simply sat down mid-sidewalk like the queen she was. “Okay,” I muttered, trying to maneuver the leashes while avoiding getting wrapped like a mummy. “Let’s just… move in the same direction, yeah?” Skipper bolted after the pigeon. Rufio lunged with him. Tinkerbell stayed sitting. The pigeon was unbothered as it casually strutted away before taking off. I managed to stay upright—barely—while spinning in a full circle, trying to untangle leashes. Skipper pouted at me, whimpering like I’d somehow wronged him by letting the pigeon escape.

My hands didn’t listen when I tried to steady them — they trembled against the desk, fingers curling into my palms like that might hold me together. For the briefest moment, I saw it again — him smiling at me like I was the only one in the room. Back when I didn’t know any better. I blinked hard and dragged myself back to the present, I knew this wasn't the end of it. Tinkerbell always had a hidden motive. She hadn’t asked a single real question about me — just delivered her little performance and waited for a reaction. And the way she found me here, on shift, without warning? That wasn’t a coincidence.

She clapped her hands and her luggage burst open with sketchpads, chalk, and enchanted measuring ribbons that whipped around her like caffeinated eels. “You literally just got back,” Thessaly sighed, but she was already helping organize the chaos. “NO REST FOR THE FABULOUS,” Tarin declared as she took off toward the great hall like a witch possessed. “I NEED VELVET. I NEED LIGHT ORBS. I NEED PEARL DUST.” “She’s gone,” Thessaly said to me flatly. “She’s gone,” I agreed, laughing so hard I nearly snorted. An hour later....

I liked casinos, chaotic energy, danger cloaked in velvet, and men dumb enough to bet more than they could afford to lose. I twisted my hair into an updo, pinning it with my blade disguised as a hairpin. A few strands fell free, soft against the smoke of my red eyeshadow. Red lipstick. No overdone makeup, just enough to kill softly. Black heels. When I walked up to Nikolaus, he couldn’t take his eyes off me. Honestly, I couldn’t either. “You look dashing tonight,” he said with a rare smirk. “Tell me something I don’t know,” I muttered, loud enough for him to hear. His amused look said he wasn’t even mad.

I licked it clean, staring him in the eyes. "I'm not done with you," he said as he grabbed me, with my back on the wall, he slowly raised my leg, placing it on his shoulders. Tilting my pants to the side, he kissed my clitoris. I groaned, and my legs began vibrating, but he ignored me. As he continued licking me silly, I moaned and wriggled under his touch. He dipped his tongue into me, fucking me silly with his tongue while teasing my clitoris. He pulled my pants off and stood up.

Each movement was deliberate, calculated to ignite Lawrence's desires. Gloria sensually unbuttoned her blouse, teasingly revealing glimpses of her luscious curves underneath. Her gentle sighs filled his ears as the fabric fell away, creating tantalising tension. She let the blouse slip from her shoulders, revealing her soft, creamy skin on her upper body. With a playful twinkle in her eyes, Gloria turned around, gracefully swaying her hips as she slowly slid her skirt down her legs. The cloth pooled at her feet, and she stepped out of it, revealing the alluring black lace panties that clung to her enticing curves.