Lacrima Fairy Tail Mga Nobela at Kwento

Please have mercy. “After a lot of thinking you know, I have come to a conclusion, let’s end this” “You see this lake behind you princess, I bet you would look so cool bathing in it, it might help you get your wolf even, so what do you say….huh?” Regina asked me. “I am waiting sweetheart, I am trying to help you here, so what do you say we help you clean,” Regina again jokingly asked me. I couldn’t breathe properly let alone answer her.

"Leo, you know what to do." "Oh isn't this the strongest celestial spirit Leo, how lucky of us to have a match with you." The girl arrogantly said and revealed her own key. "Gate of thee Fly, I open thee Musca!" A sudden appearance of a topaz colored light blinded Jamnia. With wings behind it's back and a head that reassembles a fly, Jamnia blinked twice to confirmed what's she's seen. "I'll deal with you later." The gigantic lad coldly summoned his own key. "Gate of thee Lizard, I summon thee Lacerta!"

So, Yris’s identity as a fairy is just a bonus! But, Yris, who is the object of Raine’s awe, is feeling very sad. “I should have noticed… I should have known!” he said as he lowered his head to hide his eyes that turned red due to suppressing his tears. He knows that he can’t cry here, or it will not look good, especially to Raine who joined them for a meal.

Fiona "Fiona! It's not your job to over see the training! That's what head warriors are for! How many times do I have to tell you this?" I cursed under my breath as Aisling gave me sh.it for at least the hundredth time since I got here. The elder water fairy was sitting in her chair by the lake watching the kids as I walked by. Her white, blue, and grey hair was neatly pulled back and she was holding her glass of wine like her life depended on it. Which if she keeps her sh.it up, it very well might.

Grey in the middle turned it into light. The bone in my hand cracked. A thin line, right down the middle. From the crack, grey mist poured out. Not black. Not white. Grey. Like Caelum's eyes. And from the mist, a shape formed. Small. Barefoot. White hair down to her knees. No mark at all — because she WAS the mark. The source. Lira. She looked 14. Maybe younger than me. But her eyes were old as the sky. She looked at Caelum first.

“Lira, with us! The witch is at the top. We need you.” Lira nodded, backflipping over a knight’s sword, and they raced upward, the stairs shaking beneath them. The higher they climbed, the thicker the void magic grew, until Elara could barely breathe, her scar burning like it was on fire. At the top, a chamber opened before them—round, with a ceiling lost in darkness, and in its center, a pedestal of black stone holding the ice witch, her body encased in void ice, her eyes still black but 流泪 (weeping) purple tears.

Her face had started to turn purple and the whites of her eyes had started to roll upwards. “She has the guts to harm you. Let me end her this time.” Largo growled again but Lilly shook her head quickly. “No! Love, please. I don't want you to kill anyone. Please, not now…” Lilly begged and cupped her hands. She didn’t want Luca to kill Gres because Gres is one of the descendants of the water fairy, The Bubbles. “Luca, please. I don't want any fairy descendants to be killed. She is one of them, whether we like it or not. But the Fairy descendant is rare these days, you know it right?”

She walked out of the room quickly, but not a soul missed the glistening of the tear as it rolled down her cheek. Luca tried to catch up, amazed his long legs could not quite overtake the little fairy. Abruptly she turned to him, looked him square in the eyes. All traces of tears were gone, replaced by eyes that looked hardened and cold. Her face radiated so many emotions he wasn’t sure which he was about to get the brunt of, but he was truly sorry he had put her through this.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Lin flipped around with his face in her direction, " Mia, tell me did that thing harm you? " Mia still didn't answer. The corner of her eyes crystallised as tears welled up. A tiny blue crystallized tear drop fell on Lin's face. Then another. Then another. Lin sat up and looked at Mia, his eyes full of fascinating. He lifted his index finger then softly brushed a tear off. He held the crystal in his hand and showed it to Mia. "Even your tears are rare. What would I do without you Mia? " Lin pulled her head on his shoulder and stroked her head with the back of his hand.