Lacrima Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

She also says that as far as abilities are concerned, she has had them since she was young. “I can always ask Crystal to help,” Lymiria says. “Who is Crystal?” I asked. “She is the first black crystalline opal dragon. She is also my many greats aunt.” Lymiria states. The entire room looks at her. None of us knows what to say. If what she is saying is true, then that makes her over 1000 years old. That is amazing. Travian tells her to please contact her. I can see the excitement on Ty’s face. It makes me happy to see a smile on her face. My boys are sitting on either side of her. I am glad that they found their mate in her.

The impact was enough to make her wince and jerk her head up. “Ow! What was that for?!” Rara cried out, rubbing her forehead and glaring at him with indignation. Her eyes were fiery red, mirroring the anger she felt. The fierceness in Chief Lisun’s eyes made Rara’s heart skip a beat. Recognizing the gravity of the situation, she quickly stood up, forcing a strained smile. Her eyes flickered nervously to the fairies, who watched her with an unspoken challenge. “Sisters, I am truly grateful for your aid today!” she said, her voice dripping with forced cheerfulness.

Please let my sister go she cried Don't you dare say that again cause he can't do me anything Crystal said to Karen No stop it Crystal let's beg him to free us, I can't allow anything happen to you Karen cried Crystal, what a beautiful name that fits the owner Lamia exclaimed Little girl stop crying, I won't hurt your sister I promise Lamia told Karen and she believed him and stand to her feet and smiled at Lamia Lamia loosen his hold on Crystal and she dragged her hand and gave Lamia a bad look You should not try that next time cause it's dangerous beauty, you smell human but always lie about being a vampire I smell human? Crystal asked and fear gripped her

Niffa observed that she wanted that kind of attitude. Niffa sighed in relief as she wipe all the tears from her face. “It’s okay to cry Niffa,” Merfoy said. “No, I will not be crying anymore,” she answered as she started to make her face expressionless. “Why?” Merfoy ask. “I will only cry if Rico was dead. Now that I learned that he is fine, crying won’t make any sense,” she answered. Maru saw Liana wrapping some bandage around a soldier’s arm. He approaches her and helps her get the rest of the bandage.

But the weight of her mother’s accusations threatened to unravel everything she had ever held dear. As Clarissa spoke, her tears continued to flow, unbidden and uncontrollable. They were not the usual tears of sorrow, but something far more mysterious and haunting. As they slid down her cheeks, they didn’t merely soak into the fabric of her clothes. They began to change, transforming into something far more beautiful yet sorrowful. The tears became pearls, delicate and luminous, rolling down her lap like precious jewels. Each one seemed to hold a story, a secret she was too afraid to uncover. Their weight was not just physical; it was emotional, pressing her heart deeper into despair.

Hana sighed, "I just went to the black market yesterday, Master O.Renci," "What did you go there for?" Mr. O.Renci opened his mouth to ask. Hana's gaze flashed bright purple and then disappeared; she let out a melancholy look and said, "I want to see if I have a chance to find mermaid tears. I heard it can control people's emotions, can't you, Mr. O.Renci," Master O.Renci undisguisedly nodded, "That's right, Hana. If you had the mermaid tears, you would have been 50% successful in breaking Norma's master magic. Ah, do you want to participate in the magical weapon-making match?"

He almost fell to the floor at the sight of Emily, whose body and eyes glowed a soft blue light, floating before him. "Whaaaa," he stammered. "The freaking Moon Witch." She responded.

Again, a nod, “Then, why is he always with Madame Skia?” Bonbon sighed, “You ask so many questions, I …” But she could not continue because Miasma had raced up and was feeding Bonbon with long strands of bright pink floss. Then she turned to Ilyria and soon the floss was dissolving into sparkling, crackling crystals on Ilyria’s tongue. “What is that?” she asked, her eyes wide with wonder and her fingers tingling. “Fairy floss,” said Miasma pulling more strands of the sticky delicacy off with her fingers.

"Your nose is bleeding. Wipe it." "O-Oh!" The fairy gladly accepted the cloth and wiped her nose again, chuckling awkwardly. "I'm not used to releasing this much power in a day. And I just realized I am yet to introduce myself, I am Marika. You are?" "Alessia." She nodded.

Lyra shouted when the sharp object was in her right eye again. Jlebb.. Mizuki smiled happily as blood from his eyeballs spurted and stained his shirt, he then looked at the girl in front of him who was now screaming. Mizuki took the pliers from under her shirt, Brukk...brakk... The pliers broke the mouth of Lyra who had been screaming. "Come on Lyra, why are you so quiet so quickly? I still want to hear your voice, your voice. So good!" Mizuki giggled "Ehmmphh...phhmmppphh!"