Miss Fairy Novels & Stories

Rara asked, standing up with a hopeful grin. “Of course... hey! What’s that?” the wind fairy said suddenly, pointing behind Rara. Rara turned to look, her curiosity piqued. At that moment, the fairies’ expressions turned devious. They raised their legs and kicked her off the fog with a synchronized movement. “Pandaaaa!!! Help me.....” Rara screamed as she plummeted towards the ground, her voice filled with genuine panic. The fairies watched from above with satisfied smiles. They were confident that the chosen one wouldn’t meet an untimely end so easily. The wind whipped around them as they hovered, their laughter faintly echoing through the air.

I looked around on the shelves and saw all these huge files labelled with years on the spines. I walked towards the desk and saw a paper with a list of names, including mine. There were about 6 names in total, including mine. The first 2 names, which were above mine, had ticks on them. Mine had a question mark next to it, and the ones that followed mine did not have any ticks or, stars or question marks. Geez, so everyone had applied to be his maid? And was he cancelling on me? I peeped over and saw a folder with the name ‘Sadie Evans’ and a passport-sized photo of a blonde girl.

We watched in awe as she fluttered gracefully, leading us to a hidden meadow filled with vibrant flowers. In this magical meadow, we discovered a group of fairies engaged in a whimsical dance. Their graceful movements and melodic laughter filled the air, creating an atmosphere of pure joy. We couldn't resist joining in, twirling and spinning with the fairies, feeling the magic coursing through our veins. As the sun began to set, painting the sky with hues of orange and pink, the fairies bid us farewell. They gifted us with a small vial of sparkling dust, assuring us that it held the power to unlock hidden secrets and grant wishes.

And all the while, I want you to be a good little girl and call me Sir. Duration – 5 hours. Proposal price – £1600. User 677 isn’t one for niceties, that much is obvious. He steps aside to let me pass, and eyes me up like I’m just a toy for his amusement. Nothing more. He’s right, I guess. I’m Beverlyhere – the goth girl who’s going to take his cock in her ass hard and rough, and call him Sir for five hours straight. Time to get in the zone. I shrug my coat off, draping it over the back of a chair so he can see me in my full glory. I give him a little curtsy, holding the ruffles of my tutu, and use the word of the night for the very first time.

In response, the dragon spat fire at the barrier but was unable to break it with just that. “Is that a…..fairy?” Marvis asked in amazement. Everyone else was staring at her as well. They couldn’t possibly know it wasn’t an ordinary fairy but the fairy mother herself but there was no need to broadcast it. “I’m sorry for calling you here like this Madaline but I need that.” {Are you sure that is what you want? You worked hard to get it.} “It’s fine, I can always get another one. Just do it.”

He pulled me outside and I'll be damned, Nyx, Adrit, and Ladybird are standing in the distance. "Hurry McKenna before anyone sees you," Flynn growls and I appear before my rescuers. "I need to destroy the fairy eaters," I sigh and think hard, raising my hands in the air. I used a large dose of magic and my eyes rolled into the back of my head as I fainted. Thankfully Nyx grabbed me before I hit the ground.

Those words seemed to have made something snap in her, but then Silvia's hands clamped around Xena's wrist. "Calm down," she said and stared straight at me, "Did you bring those gifts?" she asked and I stared at her in shock. How did she know? I wanted to ask but then Florida walked out that instant, her gaze flickering to mine and she looked away instantly, as if guilt and fear were mixed together in those eyes of hers. She got caught! I thought and bit down on my lower lip.. "Miss," Florida said rushing towards me, although her eyes never met mine actually, she was hiding them.... I knew she was still puzzled why I, Mia, a sworn enemy to the family actually paid and helped them.

Unfortunately, none of those traits would save her mother’s house. She took a sip of the ruby red wine and acknowledged there was nothing left to do. No one had enough money, and this time when the tax collector came, there wouldn’t be a happy ending. She was no Scarlett O’Hara. And Maya didn’t think her last-ditch attempt to make a love spell to lure the perfect man to her door was going to help. The doorbell rang.

Like she'd seen a ghost. Enzo guided me to the main table. He lifted his champagne, gave it a lazy swirl, then looked out at the room. He didn't raise his voice. Didn't need to. "Let me introduce my fiancée—Jessica." Silence slammed the room. Zoya couldn't hold back. "Jessica?" Sharp. Mean. "Which Jessica? Don't tell me it's THAT Jessica Rossi—the one who sold out her family and murdered her own brother seven years ago before rotting in prison."

No matter what she said, that’s how they would view it. Being name bound was marriage in Faerie. Of course, Bailey was not aware of that fact, and none of princes seemed inclined to inform her. The quicker this was over, the quicker he could return to his Court and forget the little Halfling and the half hold she had on his heart already.