Little Fairy Novels & Stories

she cried. As she stood looking down at the pendants, the tears overflowed from her eyes, ran down her nose and dropped to the ground. She looked past the pendants, to the grass where her tear had fallen and saw a rose. A beautiful, bright red rose had sprung up and bloomed. Laylan knelt down and looked into the rose, where a tiny person laid. The undersized woman stirred and looked up at Laylan, who gasped as she watched the little fairy stand and stretch her wings. The tiny, little fairy had brilliant red hair and her eyes were bright green. Her small lips were delicate pink and soft on her fair complexion. She looked as if sh

She was so sick and fucking tired of being treated that way just because she was small. "Hey, hey, okay I'm sorry," Caine told the fairy, while giggling like a child, but she kept attacking him until Della sat up and snatched her from the air with one quick swipe of her hand. "No ma'am," Della told her sternly, "we have to be nice to him," she said with a mischievous glint in her eye, "He pays the bills around here little lady," she warned playfully, while wagging her finger at the cute little creature. The little fairy took a deep breath and crossed her arms while she sat pouting in her hand, causing Della to throw her head back and laugh joyfully out loud.

"I call on the mother of fairies, the bearer of light, Madaline" Her hands glowed with a faint green light. She watched with anticipation and faint excitement as a small fairy dressed entirely in white appeared on her hand. She was as tall as a pen, more accurately described as a pixie. She had long green hair, hollow eyes, a small pointy chin, and two long ears. She yawned, standing from her sleeping position. She rubbed her eyes, staring up to look at Natalia after her eyes were cleared. {You must be the one who woke me from slumber. What is it you desire?}

There were also fireflies dancing around the echoes of the chants of the witches, but my eyes can’t escape the view of the flying little fairies over the field of pink daisies. Lana caught me staring at them. “Are they….fairies?” I gulped, stammering in the process. They look so beautiful. “Yes, haven’t you seen one before?” She was asking as if I had grown three heads. I shook my head, realizing I was ogling at them. “No, we don’t have them in the human world…” One of the fairies flew toward me and I was immediately reminded of tinker bell. She had long blue hair cascading down her feet and bright purple eyes with a pointed nose and fair skin. She was wearing a sage green dress that suits h

Her eyes were now riveted to the floor and I could feel anxiety crashing off her in waves. “It’s okay to call me Silk. That’s actually the name of my sprite spirit. So it’s still part of me.” I offered her a kind smile, “What are you curious about?” “I just. Why me? I’ve never been anyone or anything of note, nothing particularly special. I’m just a fairy that went to school with you.” Her face was super serious and I could barely keep my giggles to myself.

With a gentle smile, Mitchell began reading a tale of enchantment and adventure from one of her favorite story books. "Once upon a time, in the enchanting land of a Faraway kingdom, there lived a curious little fairy named Sophia. With sparkling wings that shined like the stars in the night sky, Sophia had a special gift; she could make flowers bloom with a mere touch and bring joy to all living creatures.

She is in bright blue color and looks young, however the right foot of the fairy looks pale or almost white. “W-what are you?” She asked the tiny creature who smiled when Barrett could finally see her. “I’m a fairy! Fairy!” It circles around her and the others start to come out of their hiding from the shadows. Barrett slumped on to the ground as she saw several of them, she is still trembling and afraid of the unknown creatures, though they seem harmless it still cannot be relieved. “W-where am I? What do you want from me?” “Calm! Calm!” The other one in yellow flies around near her.

The mermaid dissolved into water and was no longer in sight. Then, shortly after that, a swarm of blue butterflies with glittering wings came forth and circled above her head. She squinted her eyes and noticed that those butterflies were fairies. Her eyes widened in surprise but nothing came out of her mouth. “Welcome to your abode. We have been expecting your arrival,” one of the fairies greeted her warmly. The fairy transformed into a little girl about the age of five years old. Her eyes were light green and her hair was blonde. But, her expression was so serious and unfriendly as there were no smiles on her face.

Seeing something scurry beneath a thick yellowish-orange pumpkin blossom, she bent down to investigate. A gasp escaped her lips when she found herself looking at the tiniest little woman she’d ever imagined. A Barbie doll was bigger than this little snit of a thing. “Size doesn’t make the person, you know,” spat the little woman. “I’m sorry,” Tara stuttered. It figured that this creature could hear her thoughts. “I’m a nature fairy,” the little creature explained. Doing her best to control the urge to run away and call a psychiatrist, Tara asked politely, “Do you have a name?”

I guess her height is 176 cm which is 12 cm different from me, who has a height of 188 cm. She is beautiful, enchanting. A unique beauty, I called her beauty "fairy tale beauty". Is she from another country? She looks different from a common girl in this country. After a while, she finally realized that I was staring at her. That girl, Nadya, whom I didn't know her name at that time, saw me too. While I looked at her with a look full of admiration, she smiled at me. Her cheeks weren't red, maybe that's her "Candle skin" uniqueness, but I could sure that she was shy when I looked at her. And behold, even her gaze is so different; her gaze is gentle, delicate, and winning. I swear she looks li