Grunge Fairy Core Novels & Stories

"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.

Laura Angel POV Luther and his mother, Selene, help me dress. I am a mess. I can barely stand, and the faires are on their way here to see their queen. Me, the queen, the concept does not seem like something I should be dealing with right now. I should be trying to fit in with Luther and his pack, not trying to figure out what to do with a fairy tribe. "I feel sick, Luther," I say. I lean over on him.

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“I tried zipping it back up, you know, like undoing what I did. And now it’s worse.” I gather her hair up in my hand, separating it from the little section that’s caught in the zipper. I go to move it over her shoulder, and my fingers sweep across the soft skin on the nape of her neck. Swallowing hard, I look at the tangle of hair, trying to figure out the best way to get it out of the zipper without breaking off the long locks. But now I’m looking at a little freckle she has on the back of her shoulder. She has tan lines that run down her back, disappearing beneath the light blue fabric of the dress.

He took the rabbit from the ground and lifted it up to his chest. There was a smile on his face as he went back down and told the other soldiers to look for Gorrum. It was only a false alarm and they thought that it was an enemy. Right behind a tree where they found the rabbit, Crystal was visibly nervous when she heard them coming. Fortunately, she saw the rabbit just in time. Using her fairy powers, she enticed the little rabbit and made it stand there. Unfortunately, though, her powers don’t work with the orcs. They are simply strong against a fairy’s power of taming. Thankfully, the orcs really loved animals and took the rabbit with care.

I'm a tiny woman, a mere 5' 2", and petite. I'm the daughter of Cecil Lefevre, the notorious fairy assassin, and inherited all of the tools of his trade learning how to weld them all. I currently work at a coffee shop, having no contract killings at the moment. I'm also an introvert, I can't stand people, especially fucking fairies. Although their blood tastes amazing and is a sex booster for vampires, they are difficult to find and stay mostly in their own realm. Except for the crazy ones that go to the vampire bar Sinful Delights to offer their necks for fast cash. Stupid fuckers tend to not leave once they enter and it's become sort of a right of passage for the male fae to make it out un

The status of fairies can easily be recognized by the color of their eyes starting from silver for the royal family, red for the fairy elders, blue for the seers, green for regular fairies and purple for the fairy warriors. I was hooked on the interesting history of the fairies when I heard a high pitched scream. I turned towards the noise while covering my ears only to come face to face with a bewildered looking Adrianna. 'What are you doing here and that too with that' she shrieked, pointing to the book I was holding. 'Oh. I was trying to read to calm my nerves. I walked in, saw this cabinet, opened it and found this interesting book' I said all in one breath.