Miss Fairy Novels & Stories

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.

A Fairy hybrid is very hard to find as the king of Fairies sees them as abominations and usually has them killed not long after birth. I was lucky that I managed to capture and enslave a purebred fairy. Normally a pure Fairy only lasts for a short amount of time in the service of others, but I found a loophole. I did many hours of research and it took the sacrifice of quite a few scouts to infiltrate the Fairy King's castle and then his library to find the information that I needed. The very last scout I sent come back with a page from a very old book, on that page written in Fairy. It took me a little while to translate it, to find it was the instructions on how to capture, enslave and use

But my mind couldn’t think of another explanation. I was starting to get the idea that the woman at the bar may have been for real. But what was she? Some sort of witch or deamon? She definitely was not the Fairy God Mother from my childhood movies. But it seemed to fit. Ariel lost her voice when she made a deal with the sea witch, and Cinderella did have a Fairy God Mother. All I needed now was a poisonous apple and a beast.

She laughed sarcastically, “Chris Duvier, him? Even if I wear nothing, he would just look at me as if I’m a sack. The man was a cold and emotionless scoundrel who will just play my feelings!” “Listen my child. You’re now the wife of your dream man. This is the chance you have been waiting for. Don’t waste this opportunity.” The maid pulled her down to the bed. “Sit…” she sat down and looked at the maid who was like a mother to her. “Men like beautiful and sexy women. Chris Duvier is no stranger to this kind of woman. If you don’t upgrade your act, one day you will realize the man you love is sleeping with another woman. Do you want that?”

???'s POV Hazel grew up watching fairytales on Disney. She puckered her lips and kissed the Frog Prince with Tiana, just like Belle, she fell in love with the Beast. She and Gabrielle danced with Pocahontas in the wind, and she can't forget when she fought a war with Mulan. Fairytales had always been her thing. So her imagination conjured up what she thought the Fae World would look like; gold, silver, and shimmer everywhere. She even pictured pink talking clouds that tasted like cotton candy. But to her dismay, she wasn't prepared for the truth.

Eventually the doors opened and the maid that the courtier had promised slipped into the room carrying a tray, the meal General Batton had promised her. The maid looked nervous, was tiny, dainty and Kat could see she was a fairy by the gossamer wings that were strapped and bound to her back. A thick black and well-worn collar was around her neck and Kat wondered how long she had been here a slave. It was the bane of the fae - that no matter how magical they were none were immune to a vampire’s enthrallment and mind control, unlike demons. The waif of a girl put the tray of food down on a long coffee table that was near to Kat and smiled with a cute little curtsey to Kat.

"Take a look at this," Connor said, his expression complicated. On the screen was a screenshot of a group chat. Mike had posted a massive wall of text that essentially read, "Heads up, everyone. There's a guy surnamed Pruitt who uses business networking as a front to prey on wealthy heiresses. He's slick. He's got my daughter completely brainwashed. Watch out for your kids." I stared at the screen for a few seconds before handing the phone back to Connor.

And then, once inside those walls, find the Vitalis Radix and steal it without getting caught. Simple. What could possibly go wrong? she thought, and laughed again. Everything. Everything could go wrong. But she was committed now. There was no turning back. Tomorrow, she will become Sarah Mitchell. Tomorrow, she will meet the formidable Mrs. Chen. And if everything went according to plan, she'd never actually meet Damien Blackwood at all. She'd be just another invisible employee, beneath his notice, forgotten the moment she left the room. That was the plan. The universe, as it turned out, had very different ideas.

The house of Shayne is not totally invisible, it is only located in other dimension, different from ours, in that dimension, they used to live, undisturbed from human scrutiny and interference. The reason why, when once an ordinary person, have entered their hidden world, they lost the count of days and months. Fairies are spiritual entities living in two worlds on their own spiritual world, where they originate, and in the physical human worlds, where they serve in different ways. “How do you have magical powers?” Dexter asked Shayne one day. “You only, don’t understand, we don’t have magical power” she said. “But how can you, make yourself invisible to most of us?”