Grunge Fairy Core Novels & Stories

“Mrs. Graycort, these are my cousins from Boston. My Aunt Cass’s girls, Christine and Chastity Mactire.” “Pleasure! Come in! I’ll see if Mina is available. If she’s not here, they’re probably next door coming up with some new makeup or something,” Mrs. Graycort held the door open, and we came in. “Did you get my text?” Kam asked when we came inside. I laughed. “Was she really so jealous?” Rose snorted. “She was greener than a sick leprechaun on St. Patrick’s Day.” “Leprechauns aren’t green,” Chrissy said. I groaned. “They have very tan skin, and hate being referred to as ‘little people.’ They also suck at tipping.”

But before Cain could intervene, Eleanor looked at the hostile disciples and said with a mishevious smile, "Well, firstly! let me teach something even incredible disciples like yourselves couldn't figure out, shall we?!" "Wha?!...You! how dare you talk to us like that?!" Said the arrogant disciple outraged, but Cain stopped him and said, "Just listen to her, it could help you all a lot." After Cain's order they shut their mouths and listened to her. "So, about the fluitis, it seem to need the substance of another herbe called finus. We have to grow the finus herbe near the fluitis mias so that it would help her to nurture and grow. This is the only way."

There was an open seat next to her. In the center, three naked male fairies danced slowly. They were tall, thin, and gleamingly oiled. There are two blondes, two redheads, and two dark-haired individuals. At its best, orgy. Hands moved around, and bodies collided and ground against each other. Each man had an erection, but Grace doubted they were enjoying themselves. Their eyes were lifeless and glassy. Were they spelled correctly?

Beckett snapped his fingers and a large mirror, the one from their rooms Bailey realized with a flush, appeared in the corner. She stood and approached it. The person staring back at her still had her face. Higher cheekbones, maybe, but instead of her blue-green eyes she now had slightly slanted gray ones. She moved closer. Around her pupil was a sunburst of citrine. It bled seamlessly into the gray, to be finished with a thick ring of jet black at the edge of her iris. Tri-colored eyes. The eyes of a full-blooded fae.

The great hall of the Green Haven is presently filled with fairies from three realms. The presence of these fairies is essential to each of their realms. The cooperation amongst all the fairies is the key to defeat the Dark fairy. The fairies in gray are the rangers representing the Air fairies of the White Haven, with their silvery eyes. The rangers in black are the Water fairies from the Blue Haven. They stand side by side at the far right of the hall, staring alertly with their purple irises. The rest of the fairies present are in green, except for the rangers in brown, like Aramir.

she was just a middle class girl climbing the top of the food chain with her snickers in a twist. She confided in her mother about this worry and she replied "Get pregnant." "Get pregnant and you will be there to stay. He will never get rid of you with child, royal child. You will have a reason to stay in the palace. Get pregnant my dear." Gloria edged eagerly. Kyra wasn't quite sure it was what she wanted, she wasn't ready. She wanted to enjoy the royal luxuries but the deeper part of her yearned for Khristian... not that it mattered. He was unworthy of her love. She deserved better than a factory worker, she would always tell herself.

fabrics are infused with fairy silk and--” Calder was cut off by Rori’s grotesque gasp for air. “Did you say fairies?” she squeaked and Destiny giggled, shaking her head, “yeah… they are mostly snobby ass slugs, but they make great clothes.” Rori wrinkled her nose and the two girls laughed together again as Rori ran her palms over all the different colors. Destiny walked over and grabbed a navy-blue romper from the rack and shook it at Rori, “this one is the first one I saw… you should try it on first,” Rori took the delicate fabric in her hands and stretched her fingertips over the surface, “Destiny this is the softest thing I have ever felt but… it’s so thin I can’t wear this.” Destiny sh

"Anyways....grains are a taboo for fairies. No matter how strong they are,they have three weaknesses. Silver, iron and grains. Silver and iron hurts them to a great point but grains causes no pain..." "Then I think it is of no use!" Greece Interjected while he wriggled his head. Nicodemus grunted at his impatience. "Yet it is a greater poison!. Grains make fairies lose their powers and concentration. If a fairy dares to attack me and I throw down a large amount of grains to the ground...the fairy would stop in her focus and begin to count every single grain till it is finished." A smile formed on his face noticing the happy exclamation on his Gamma's face!.

“Corey--what does this Serendipity look like? Is she… pretty?” The expression on Corey’s face would have answered her if the resounding, “No!” did not, as he reeled in horror. Visions of the crazy-haired woman with alabaster skin so pale she could be mistaken for an albino, her hands covered with paint, her eyes nearly transparent, filled his head, bringing along memories of the stench that seemed to hang around her like a cloud, and he felt his stomach begin to churn again. “No, Mother, I assure you, Serendipity Fizzlestitch is anything but pretty.”

Everyone looked dressed up and beautiful. This is the first time I've been able to clearly see a fairy. Their skin looked like it shone with small specs of glitter as well. I now know that is their fairy dust. Most women had pixy cuts or had their hair tied up in small ballerina buns. All the men had short hair as well. The longest hair I had seen on a male fairy was to their ears. All their features were long, narrow, and pointed, as if they were permanently squeezed between two tight walls.