Monster Fairy Novels & Stories

Suddenly Edward covered his ears with his palms, cursing in his heart for whoever did that. Shortly after that, a horde of terrible monsters with quite a lot of eyes on their faces. Gandalf- the monster lord of the forest, very strange shape and very noisy voice, they were ten times bigger than Edward. But it didn't scare Edward, he just smiled lopsidedly. Edward hadn't fought monsters like them in a long time. "Don't get in my way!" Edward snapped with an innocent look on his face. "Who are you to order us!" replied one of the monsters who did not accept, he stamped one foot. Causing a huge shock.

“That does sound fun. I’m on my way. Western edge? Ten minutes. And I might bring someone.” A friend. She meant me. When she hung up, she grinned. “There’s a monster heading straight toward us. Want to help take it down?” “A monster?” My pulse kicked up. “Like a huge one? Looks like it used to be a wolf?” “Exactly. You’ve seen one before?” “It is a wolf.” “I know,” she said. “We want to stop it without killing it. See if we can reverse what was done. Our healer knows the drug that causes it.”

It's enough motivation to get through the first part of Spring. This class (in general) is fast at learning. There are a few mistakes here and there, but they are pretty good overall. "Miss Williams. What's a sprite?" Marie asks out of curiosity. I lean down at look into her eyes. "Well, sprites are a special type of fairies. They are like guardians of the forest. They can also be playful, mischievous, and cheeky. Just like you," I smile when Marie giggles at my joke. "Yeah, but being a monster is way better than a fairy. They are much bigger and scarier. They can eat an entire elephant!" Georgia brags.

But even though he is enormous and kind of scary-looking with pointy teeth outside his mouth and jet-black scales, I also find him cute. "I don't like your demon friend," I whimper, aware of the gigantic fly buzzing closer. "He is scary." Lucy lifts his head in response to the fly coming down to attack us. I watch him shake his head, roaring at the annoying bug before spreading his leather-clad wings. Is Lucy preparing to fly? I look around us, happy to see my grandmother fighting Lamia with her firework magic. Mattias is in his wolf form, fighting some demon who looks like a sea monster. Meanwhile, Mrs. Phyllis and two Fae teachers are warding off another devil with their spells.

His hand lifted, hovered just inches from the handle. If he turned it , if he stepped inside there’d be no undoing it. Not this time. He could finish what they started. Bury himself so deep inside that mouth, inside that want, that for a few hours, he wouldn’t have to think about betrayal and bloodlines and wedding vows. He could forget. But the thing about monsters was they followed you, even after the lights went out. And Rafael already knew, no matter how hard he tried to kill this thing between them, it wouldn’t stay buried.

she trailed off with a sheepish titter before averting her gaze from me and I fought the urge to hold it back to me by clenching my twitching fingers in a vigorously tight ball beside me. "Back then, everything only took a slow turn and I could still remember so vividly the sad look on my mother's face the day when my Father suddenly brought home a stranger with a scary type of pretty face. Back then, I could identify it as those faces from the bad guys and wizards of Oz from the cartoon characters that mom would always let me watch and watch with me till I fell asleep in her arms, or on Papa's thighs." She did that bitter smile again while her tears turned more abrupt, doing a good job of c

I pulled his hand toward my chest, letting him feel the steady, frantic beat of my heart. "We’re writing a new story now, Julian," I said, my voice barely a whisper over the sound of the waves. "In this story, the monster saves the queen, and the queen... she shows the monster that he was always a king in disguise. You're in every chapter from here on out."

anymore. I hated that doll Ophelia gave me. I cut it to pieces. But she didn't get mad. She just smiled and pulled out a remote. With a light press of a button, I started vomiting violently, my whole body shaking. Ophelia looked pleased with herself. "See what I can do now? I can make you throw up whenever I want. You killed our dad, and then you pretended to be some genius to steal Mom's love. This is exactly what you deserve."

"He's a troubled man-unpredictable, they say. Every day I beg the Goddess why she mated me to him. What did I do to deserve this? She never answers, and despite what he promises, he never stops. And I put up with it for a long time because I love him, but with the pregnancy, I can't risk it. So I've been thinking, and I think I have a solution." "What is it?" She glances down. "I heard about that woman who killed her mate here." Bile rises in my stomach and I'm sure that I'm going to be sick. "Aurora-" Her eyes gloss over and redden, but she doesn't let the tears slip away from her. "I know it's sick. I-I keep hearing him say these things; how we act like humans trapped in monster bodies, wh

“Here is not for you. You should still be suckling your mum’s breasts.” “Who do you think you’re talking to like that?” she snarled running towards the bully with imminent speed and slashing her with elongated fingers only for the girl to scream. “A monster!!” I watched as the black-haired girl picked the female bully’s hands, opening her lantern and quenching it. “She’s no monster... she transformed back instantly.” someone whispered but my Lycan could hear. “That’s a fairy.” Fairy? Weren’t they pretty and kind... with wings not claws?