Novel & Cerita Lacrima Fairy Tail

Finally, there was a girl that looked just like me, almost like a mirror. “You know me as Serenity,” she started to say, “I am your fairy and control your magic.” She then gestured to each figure in turn. “This is Arashi, she is your dragon soul, princess of dragons. This here is Lucinda, your wolf spirit and healer. Finally, this is Silk, your sprite. She controls your vampire magic and is the form you’ve been adopting since you were 8.”

Cat backed away respectfully. "Whoa, that was fast," I whispered as I held my moth-covered arms out, careful to not injure their delicate wings. "Do you guys wanna help us out? We've got a lot of hurt fairies here, and we would appreciate anything you could do for them." The swarm left me instantly; spreading out among the wounded. Glittering dust drifted down; settling in cuts and seeping into skin. Flesh knitted together, bones mended, and limbs twisted back into proper alignment. I just watched it all in awe as Cat returned to my side, and Tiernan joined us, sliding his hand into mine. I looked over and saw him staring down at me with a tender expression.

She was tall, beautiful with high cheekbones. “Why should I?” Asked Luka with his eyebrow raised. Ambrosia smirked devilishly with a knowing look. “They are dying, don’t you see? You are killing them!” the fairy was angry as she glared at Luka while trying to revive the flowers at the same time but because Luka and his killing power were still close nothing she did seemed to work. “And that is my problem because?” asked Luka making the fairly scoff.

Her spine is readjusting. Amara screams some more, looking at me, begging me to help her but there is nothing I can do. My mother yells. Don’t fight the shift Amara, it will only hurt more. Welcome it. Accept it. Before we know it a huge Lycan stands before us. Golden eyes with a hint of red. All white fur, ruby red forearms and legs with 3 tails, 2 white and one red and a half-moon on her forehead. Thalia comes running. “I heard “then she stops dead in her tracks looking at this transformation before us. Is... Is that Amara? Thalia asks, shocked.

With a strong push, a cry split the air—intense and furious. Jet-black hair. Crystal-blue eyes. “The Leader,” Alina whispered. Lucian broke, tears spilling freely. Minutes later, the second arrived—identical face, eyes already calculating. “The Destroyer.” A thin curl of white mist followed his first breath. Mira’s last laugh echoed where only magic could hear it. Not now. The room went quiet. For the first time, Talia’s body eased. “This one’s in its own sack,” Amalia said gently. “Taking its time.”

“I'd gladly make you scream again, my Luna… Unfortunately, we have things to handle first.” A weak groan of protest sounded, but she knew I was right. I lowered my head and kissed the crook of her neck, where my bite mark turned into neat pink lines. A smug smile formed on my lips whenever I saw it. I wished we had more time to celebrate our marking alone, but there was one more piece of news I had to share with others as soon as possible… Aura didn't seem too happy carrying not only Kaira and me on her back, but also two large bags filled with constantly glowing Moon Tears. Together with a few handy spells Saura had given us, the crystals would be turned into a weapon our army desperately n

His eyes rolled to the back of his head, his heartbeat turning faint and the wheezing sound mounting with each minute. Lyra's hand clawed at her neck, leaving angry red marks on them. Saliva trailer from the side of her lips and her eyes were bloodshot. Reika was late with the help. I rose from the ground and hurried outside the door when my eyes caught a silhouette of her red dress. She was leaning against the wall, a trail of tears at the side of her face and her lips raised in amusement. “It's not so hard to kill them afterall. Reika was really a p***y for going down so easily.” She chuckled.

She quickly brought out her phone and searched for a photo of Victoria. "Maybe you might know her if you see a photo of her." Aria said showing Graham Victoria's photo on her phone. Graham seemed taken aback, his face suddenly became pale. "Are you in any way saying she is the Luna, I mean the Queen of the Lycan King!?" Graham asked, looking very surprised. Aria seemed perplexed by his reaction. "Have you met her before, perhaps?" "She works here, as an upcoming model," Graham blurted out.

* We drop in. The Court joins. It’s chaos. Beautiful, perfect, ours. I activate **Blood Rain**—gentle mode first. Violet drops fall upward from my palms, spiraling around the park like reverse snow. Healing mist. Everyone’s minor scratches (from yesterday’s over-enthusiastic spar) vanish. Seras laughs as her armor regenerates a dent she got from Lucian’s tail. Lucian roars approval, wings flaring. Kayo flips through the rain, tails glowing brighter, foxfire mixing with blood droplets into pink-violet fireworks.

Levi’s comprehension wasn’t over yet when the body behind him suddenly sagged. The blood-red pupils widened, and silver hair scattered on the ground. Arista raised her left hand to look, then raised her right hand to look, a joyful smile appeared on her lips, then she burst into tears: “Life is difficult at all, difficult at all...” Ignoring Levi on one side still fighting with the Enchilarse Sword Spirit, she rolled over, hugged her knees, and cried loudly.