Pixie Dust Tattoo Novels & Stories

Maria rolled her eyes and brought out something from her handbag. "Instead of wasting my time with you, I have something more important than you," Maria fished out the pixie dust bag from her handbag. "This," She held the small pixie dust bag with her thumb and pointy finger, dangling it in front of her for everyone to see. Sandra scoffed loudly, "What's that, Tinkerbell? Tired of being a witch and want to become a fairy now?" "You're just a big fat elephant," Maria said angrily.

stairway. I froze at the sight of my skin glowing bright and silver like the full moon, “Nick what the fuck is that? Why is my skin doing that?” I was too busy rubbing at my arms for some dumb reason when I heard Nick gasp and I looked up and saw him staring at my back in shock, “What is it? It better not be a fucking spider bite!” I was freaking out when he pulled out his phone and took a picture of my back. He turned his phone over to the screen and showed it to me, “You have been marked. I don’t know much about witches but I know when the moon goddess marks them it means they are powerful.” I looked at the image of my back which now had a bright red tattoo of a circle with three lines ru

He held his arm up, pointing to the sky above, and the pixies shot off his finger one by one, darting into the sky like stars above, but instead of diamond white, they filtered through pastel hues. They turned blush pink and lilac, swirling in the sky until they stopped and formed a pretty picture in the sky above the pack. It looked like a bouquet of flowers and I giggled, seeing them so productive together in this painting. The other wolves of True Mates all cheered and clapped, enjoying the dainty picture overhead. Oscar whistled and they came back down, spreading little drops of dust on the entire pack like bees drop pollen when they fly off the head of a flower. It was incredible to see

Were those? “Oh my god!” Wynter shouted. “Pixies?!” I exclaimed, turning to Raziel. His smile was the biggest I had ever seen. By the look on his face, I could tell he was pleased with my reaction. “Yes, darling.” He purred. “But, I thought they were extinct? How are they here?” I exclaimed. I had always heard the stories of Pixies and Pixie Dust. They used to frequent the world, living in trees and shrubbery. Mostly found in forests and hidden grottos. They liked to remain secret, hidden from the world when at all possible.

I gestured to our slumbering sisters. Gia’s honey brown eyes swirled and changed to emerald green, a sign that her power was slipping. It happens a lot when she’s frustrated. Her long red hair falling in curls to her waist, the green of her peasant dress making her eyes stand out sharply. Taking deep breaths, she gained her composure, her eyes returning to their honey brown color. Like all pixies, she had wing tattoos on her back; hers were vivid, shades of greens, pinks and browns, the colours of the earth element she controlled.

or something like that. Then there's The Marking. Not like biting or stuff like that. This one is for the entire pack. Special paint made by witches, from moon dust, sun dust, first snow water, dew drops and white roses. Weird, right? Anyway, this one is mostly like drawing tattoos, but with the feather from a white owl.