Male Fairy

After my girlfriend's father hit someone with a car, he took his own life because he didn't want to get arrested. But in doing so, he left behind a huge debt he had racked up. In order to help my girlfriend pay off the compensation, I work around the clock as a food deliveryman. Every day, I sleep less than four hours just to squeeze in more work. But when I finish delivering a new order, I notice a man clad in a bathrobe standing in front of me at a hotel suite's doorway. He's completely covered in hickeys. A young woman dressed in a sexy nightgown hugs him from behind. "I'm absolutely famished right now because of how long you've been tormenting me in bed earlier, darling! Hurry up and grab the takeout!" I can only stare at the woman, completely shell-shocked. That's when the bag of takeout slips off my fingers and crashes onto the floor. The woman takes a step backward. Her brows drawn into a frown, she exclaims, "How are my boyfriend and I supposed to enjoy the food now that it's all dirty?" After that, she kicks the takeout at me right away, spilling grease all over my clothes. I remain rooted to the spot, still stunned. This woman… is Irene Swensen, my girlfriend who's about to get engaged to me.

On the day of our engagement, my girlfriend, Jean Sullivan, is nowhere to be found until late at night. Beside myself with worry, I, Seth Lloyd, frantically reach out to our mutual friends and even consider calling the police. Suddenly, I come across a post about her from her assistant, Callum Cox. "My manager came over to discuss some plans, but the door lock suddenly broke. Does this mean we're going to be stuck in the same room tonight? I can't help feeling a little excited." When I like the post, Jean immediately calls me, furious. "Don't you have any idea how much I earn in a year? Just one day of my lost income would cover what you make in a whole week. "All I did was skip that stupid engagement party, and you start acting all snide. I don't have time to deal with your stingy relatives." My mom, Teresa Whitfield, stays silent, her eyes sweeping over the gold, eight sets of haute couture jewelry, and several property transfer deeds in the private room. With a forced smile, she asks, "Seth, have all these wedding gifts we've prepared embarrassed you?" I sneer, caressing the keys to the luxury car I'm about to give Jean. "No, it's me who's being too generous to her."

On the third day after my death, my body was sent to the police station in different packages. Jonathan Walsh, my husband, and Frank Stone, my junior at work, saw my corpse and frowned. “If only Elena were here, she would have been able to find some clues.” Frank sighed as he stared at my horribly mangled remains. “Don’t mention her. She’s not even worthy of being a forensic scientist!” I stared at my husband with a conflicted look. He analyzed each part of my body and deduced the manner of my death with familiar ease. “The murderer is a monster…” Frank’s face turned pale, and he sighed again. Jonathan calmly used all that I had taught him and perfectly pieced out the entire process of my death based on the clues from my dismembered body. I could not help but feel proud. Unfortunately, he was still a little off the mark. He did not manage to figure out that this body belonged to me, his wife.

My sister's best friend borrowed 20 thousand from me, saying it was for her mother's medical bills. As a cop, I lent it to her. I figured if I could help, I should. When it was time to pay me back, she didn't return a cent. Instead, she showed up at my precinct holding a baby and accused me of indecent assaults. After a paternity test, the baby turned out to be mine. She went on livestreams, crying about how I broke the law despite being a police officer. She used the scandal to make herself famous. The force treated me like a disgrace and fired me. I tried to explain, but no one believed me. I went from a model officer to a criminal overnight. My parents were cyberbullied; with nowhere left to turn, they both drowned themselves. My wife was also beaten in the street. She suffered a miscarriage from the attack and died from massive blood loss. As for my sister, guilt drove her insane; she was hospitalized before vanishing from the public eye. After my family fell apart, I hanged myself one night. Then I opened my eyes again. I'd been reborn. Facing my sister's evil friend, I vowed to fight back.

A car accident left me with severe brain injuries. I was left hanging by a thread. My wife, a renowned medical genius, personally operated on me for 18 consecutive hours, pulling me back from death's grasp. Yet, the first words I said to her after waking up were, "Grace, I want a divorce." Her eyes were filled with tears. "Derek, I just saved your life, and now, you want to leave me? Is it because I've been too busy at the hospital? Because I haven't spent enough time with you?" I frowned. "It's exactly because you saved me that I want this divorce. I won't let you sacrifice your reputation for me." The family elders tried to reason with me. "Grace is such a wonderful wife. She takes care of everything and loves you deeply. Why insist on a divorce? Why throw away such happiness?" No matter who approached me, I dismissed them with the same response. "If you think she's so perfect, then she'll be available once we're divorced." The elders were furious. "Fine! Get your divorce! But don't come crying to us when you regret it!" I whispered under my breath, "The only thing I regret is not divorcing her sooner."

My wife transplanted the donor heart I had waited for two years for to the fake heir, Sean Morgan. The doctor said I only had one week left to live, so I decided to freeze my body. I donated my body to Sean's lab. On the day I signed the donation letter, my daughter threw herself into my arms and said I had finally made up with her uncle. My parents praised me for finally understanding the deep bond and mutual support between brothers. My wife said with relief, "You've finally let go of your grudges and become an understanding person." I smiled gently. "Yes, this time I’ve really learned my lesson. I will return the status of the Morgan family heir to Sean and fulfill your wishes.”

Quinley Ysabelle, a certified nobody, a loner and a simple highschool student who is about to graduate from the secondary level. But because of a school retreat, everything has changed. Knowing that she is not just a simple human but a hybrid that has a tiara in her head.A princess who possessed such a divine magic inside her. A half-human and half-fairy who will cause the ruin and order of the kingdom. But what if, she got stuck between that two situation because of someone.Could she still choose her heart over mind? Or her mind over heart?

Welcome to Wonderland dear readers! Allow me to introduce to you the wonderful, awe-inspiring, suspenseful, and even horrifying "otherworld" where the paranormal is normal and the supernatural is just natural. Feel free to spend time with me, The "Diwata", as I tell you tales that surprise, thrill or even scare you.You can choose whatever story you want to read. You don't need to do it one after the other. Here at the Spa, you're free to read whatever you want. However, not all of my stories are real.Hopefully, the ones that terrify you the most aren't true.Hopefully... ---------- Check out my interview with GoodNovel here: https://tinyurl.com/y23rvs6n

Their first meeting was colored with blood, and so were the second and the third. Nevea knew then that it was a sign that Zach was a calamity in her life. Zach was a madman, the one she strangely longed for. Her feelings were constantly dancing around him. Hatred, passion, and lust for him built inside her, fanning the weak flame to grow wilder. Nevea wanted to burn with him so much that it hurt; however, her fear of losing something in her scared her. Accepting her feeling meant embracing the darkness she tried so hard to conceal. As she was trapped in the middle, Nevea discovered more things that led her into Zach’s arms, and she could not do anything but freefall into his chaotic life. This was Nevea and Zach’s story, a beautiful fairytale filled with misery, blood, dead people, and darkness.

The Blue Moon Bed and Breakfast Inn is deep within the Canadian Shield in a small ski town called Evergreen Grove. Rumours have it that magical things happen at the Inn. With stories of a spirit of a lady in white and friendly staff that know exactly what you need before you even do. Maybe it's time for you to visit and see what happens when six people come to visit. The Germains are on a getaway in hopes to save their marriage. Greta Johansen is there scouting out for a ghost hunting television show. April Klein is a friend of the owner Gabriella St. James and an art influencer looking for something new. Daniel Davis is a painter in desperate need of some inspiration. Eric Devlin is a mystery man. He pays in cash and is clearly hiding from something. So come book yourself into the Blue Moon and see what happens from Jody Samuel's eyes the front desk clerk. With curses and blessings on this holiday at the Blue Moon, everyone is in for a surprise or two. Just ask the Boggart that lives in the pantry. Cover made by Getcovers.