Little Fey Novels & Stories

Once she arrives at the doorstep of their classroom, a small person comes running towards her direction, spreading its short arms to give her a warm welcoming hug. "Huahua, I missed you so much." said the small person who came running towards Lihua to give her a hug. Lihua then patted the head of the person who ran towards her. It was her only best friend and sister-like, Xu Jingfei. "I missed you too Feifei, you didn't even grow an inch." Lihua teased as she walked towards her seat. Jingfei glared at her and pouted. It is true that she didn't even grow an inch during the summer break. She tried every method that could possibly make her grow but to her dismay, none of it worked.

I was the complete opposite of a saint back then. But this is Allie we're talking about here. Allie is just eighteen and also a girl. She can remain just innocent until she grows a lot more, hopefully. "Whoa. You know I'm underaged?" Allie asked, doubts and skepticism clouding her voice. "Of course I do. You're eighteen years old, Al."

Even I can pay for the food at the super fancy restaurant when you eat there all you want! Jerrald stared intensely at Feli's face until this woman misbehaved. Normally, Feli would not have cared for all the men staring at her unblinkingly, more like adoringly. She was also never tempted to pursue a romantic relationship, even though many young men approached her. To summarize, Feli is a little girl trapped in an adult woman's body. Only her age had increased every year, but she was still the spoiled daughter of Leonel Addison.

"It's lovely to meet you all. I'm Freya but everyone calls me Faye." "That's so pretty." Addy says. "So, Faye, tell us about yourself." Chiara sits across from her, leaning forward and placing her head in her hands like nothing could possibly be more important. "There's not much to tell. I just moved here with my mother from spending a year moving around South Africa." She explains. "I was born and mostly raised in Scotland before spending 3 years in Ireland. My favorite movie is Wanted and my favorite TV show is Dead to Me. I die my hair a lot. I'm naturally dirty blonde. My favorite food is vegaterian sushi. And More than that there's really nothing to tell."

Amy, with her vibrant personality and infectious energy, provided a perfect cover for the tension simmering just beneath the surface. The observer continued to follow them as they moved through the city, stopping at a quaint café. They chose a table outside, and the observer found a spot across the street, hiding behind a newspaper while still keeping them in sight. The observer watched as they laughed and chatted, their bond clear and strong. This was the Emily the observer remembered: lively, full of hope, and surrounded by people who cared about her.

I tapped explore and the first thing that came to my mind to search for was Faryah. She was using Faryah Mustapha Edwards now. She was easy to find. She didn't have any posts and her followers weren't that bad. 10k. Cool. I looked at the photos she was tagged in and my heart sank as I looked at her pictures in African wears. She was so beautiful. There were different photos here, with she and her family and my daughter. My Najmah. There were some with the Khalifa guy, their pictures pained my body, heart and soul. No one could deny that they honestly looked very good together and here I was on the side-line.

He didn't intimidate me, not anymore. "Are you okay?" I asked Fiyona, tilting my head to the side to look at her. She took a deep breath and nodded. "I am Fiyona Aine." She mumbled under her breath like that gave her strength. She said it so low that even I could barely hear it. She walked out and took long steps to reach her mate. Tears gathered in Faelern's eyes as he extended his arms, wanting to hold her. Fiyona ignored his arms and slapped him across the face. Hard. His face snapped to the side, and he cupped his cheek.

She grinned, but Calla screamed in fright when someone appeared before us. "Freya!!! I glared at her, but the red-haired Fae just laughed, looking at Calla's surprised face. "Hello, Princess. Let me introduce myself. I'm Fteya, I'm Fea, and my power is fire. " I rolled my eyes when she created a ball of fire as big as the basketball ball on her palm. "So boastful are we? " "I'm not. I can create bigger than this, but I'm worried I might hurt Princess Calla. " She said, chin up. Calla giggled and leaned on my ears.

The latter snorted and shyly fixed her hair. “We’re just friends. Come on.” They broke out in laughter, noticing Big Rory’s timid actions. They continued laughing and teasing her when the topic suddenly shifted to Leal. “How about you, Small Leal? We’ve seen you on the news multiple times this year,” said Big Amy.

A slow, challenging smile spreads across Fe’s lips. “You,” she says, her voice a low, husky scrape in the quiet. “Big man. You think you can handle me?” Leo’s head turns. His dark eyes lock onto hers. He doesn’t speak. He just watches her, his expression unreadable. Fe pushes herself up onto her hands and knees. She’s a vision—toned, athletic, her red hair a wild mess around her shoulders. Seed glistens on her thighs. She crawls toward him, a predator stalking prey.