Lamia Scale Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

"Tala being your wolf lover?" "Yes" "What was the name of this witch?" "Lia" Shelai smiled "She's a druid, able to take the form of many animals, her magic is not as powerful as mine" "Then she will fall fairly easily" "Ray!" She said when he turned to Odine. "My business is finished here" "Don't pretend like you're 'the' impaler just because you killed one hybrid!" "I'm not pretending to be any one else but me" "That's nonsense! Where's the funny happy go lucky Ray I learned to know yesterday?"

they asked. “Of course, now, let us see who he is. We have been waiting for over a century, have we not?” She chuckled as she put her hands together and as she pulled them apart, a glowing blue ball formed in between her hands. Adrasteia and Lydia looked on, waiting for the blue mist to clear and to reveal who Mariah’s mate would be. After some seconds, the blue mist finally cleared and the first thing they saw was golden scales and then white long hair before the handsome face was revealed.

I held my battle ax in my large clawed paw, I would run on two legs instead of four, I was just as fast either way. I don’t know why we expected Lamia to look like a normal wolf, even after being told she was a Dire Wolf, I still expected her to be normal size. *Dude, she is fucking huge!* Tobias invaded my head. He wasn’t wrong, on four legs she stood tall, her black as ink fur would be easy to see and the white stripe across her glowing green eyes, gave her a menacing and warrior look. Arcas was rumbling with approval, he thought her wolf form was strong and beautiful. I agreed.

Liam was walking ahead looking for Lionel who was nowhere to be seen. So he walked more to understand if he was in some kind of trap. "Is anyone here?" Liam yelled looking around. "Hello, brother." Liam heard an overbearing voice which made him curious to see the person in real who was trying to make him a fool. He stumbled back when his gaze witnessed something before him really unexpected. A giant lion was coming down from above. Its wings were blazing with fire as the wings were of a Phoenix wing. And has the tail of a Dragon.

she asked taking a fry between her lips trying to look sexy. “I do now, I just found my one and only.” I half smiled thinking about Soma. I knew I still had a lot to learn about the girl but she didn’t seem too hard to figure out. Yes, she was stubborn but she was Lycan so that was a given and it made sense why she wanted her mate so bad. “Aw too bad I would give you a run for your money,” she said looking away from me. I knew she was just trying to get laid, and I wasn't one for her. She wasn't pretty and she was fat so that was a total turnoff and if she thought trying to have sex with a fry in front of me would get me to want her she had another thing coming.

Eli explained. "You expect me to believe this?" she questioned. Eli gently guided her to the next group of people dancing more effortlessly, fair-like, and beautiful. One girl had emerald green scaly skin with yellow cat-like eyes, and another looked like the waves of the water, different shades of blue and white from her dress to her hair. "Nymphs," Eli explained, "They all have different strengths. Like Bashira, she's a snake type; Allura, she controls water elements; Lewellyn, a nature type."

“Yes. I don’t know how, but… I heard you say I’m brave, and that I’m safe here.” Calista’s mouth fell open, but before she could respond, the door creaked open, and the healer came in carrying a bowl of herbal soup usually given to the wolves who have just given birth. Sable was a small, wiry woman in her late 50s with sharp eyes that missed nothing, and she had a calming presence that had been a godsend during the chaos of my labor. “Sable,” Calista said, her voice still laced with shock. “Lyra just… she said she can hear my thoughts.”

No one would. "Well, She couldn't give us more information, but what she told me was that the creatures we would be looking for were of lycan clan, " He said as smirk. We were closer than we thought but still very far behind. "Isn't she an Oracle?" I asked, surprised because, according to me, the Oracle was supposed to give us the names. "She is, but her spirit got detected before she could see the person's face, so they have an Oracle too," He said as worry suddenly came to my face.

Because I knew this wasn’t really about me speaking. Ria stepped closer. Close enough that I could smell the expensive floral scent clinging to her. “Listen carefully,” she said quietly. The softness in her voice frightened me more than shouting would have. “Whatever little game you think you’re playing with Oliver ends now.” My brows pulled together slightly. “I’m not playing any game.” “Oh please.” Her eyes swept over me with open disgust now. “Girls like you are painfully predictable.” “You see a powerful Alpha paying attention to you and suddenly you start imagining things.”

Strong yet sad. The image of Lamia is painted front and center. Except she has pure black hair, not streaked like it is. Next to her stands the biggest silver wolf I have ever seen, with bright blue eyes. On her other side is a bear, large and imposing, dominating. Lamia holds a pair of swords in her hands and her feet lay a child. Shifters from all races make up the background. Most notable are the three wolves behind Lamia, the bear, and the silver wolf. I recognize Duke, the other two I’m not sure of. Each person or animal in the mural is looking at a tree, painted black. The beginning of another piece. This must be what she wants the paint for.