Pixie Hollow Games Fawn Novels & Stories

Fiona I had just gotten off the phone with Roxanne, and was staring blankly at my phone screen as it laid on my desk, eagerly awaiting a call from Levi. Roxanne and I have become closer since she became the princess of the air fairies, and next in line to be the Queen, thanks to Cerulean getting her pregnant. We're as similar as we are different. Roxanne was the lead warrior of Moon Rain. Wait, no, they changed their name recently. What was it .... Gypsy ..... Gypsy Night? Gypsy Sky? That's it! Gypsy Rain. Anyway, she was their lead warrior for a few years, and now she's stuck in the same boat as me. Pretending to be more of a princess than she is so that the council won't become suspicious.

I thought about it. His face. His silhouette. His cooking. The way he always waited for me after work. Honestly, it was hard not to fall for Fennrick. “What a waste,” Lila sighed dramatically. “If only he wasn’t a fox fae gone off-track. Why don’t you get another one to distract yourself? Move on, girl!” I shook my head. “Maybe someday. Not now.” I didn’t feel like it for now. After she left, my phone buzzed with a string of incoming transfers. Each one with more zeroes than the last.

Lala ordered a pitcher of sangria, and we were halfway through it already. Before I can even answer Amelia, Dawn lets out a loud, unmistakable ‘pfft’ from across the table. Jenna’s head turns. “Dawn... what’s going on? You’ve been giving Fiona the furious side-eye since you sat down.” With a dramatic twist of her face, Dawn speaks after lifting her fork and stabbing a shrimp. I suggest you ask her.” She says, glaring at me. “She’s sitting right there.” Her eyes, a stunning cornflower-blue, narrowed. Honestly, she looks like a furious cartoon dolphin. A cute one, but one that would headbutt you for lying.

Scarlet commanded, in a very casual tone. "What? You didn't think we would actually want to eat with you guys right? See I had a long day, I don't want to reek of blood tonight so…." They scrambled out before she finished her sentence, what had bothered them the most wasn't death but the torture before it. It is rumored Alicia could use the "Sage of the spirit", an extremely brutal stone-like fruit rarely ever found which could cause unimaginable pain and intense hallucinations when used on a vampire.

I budged but it didn't do anything. "You are not going there without a plan. We don't even know what she looks like." He said. He does have a point, going there without a plan is suicide. "You don't need to do this." The young boy said. "Kid, the princess of the clan is as important as an elder. The princess keeps the balance of each clan, you guys need her." Zale explained. Zale is smart, good-looking, a little bit innocent, and is kind. Thank goodness he is like this because I have no patience to explain these kinds of things. He is also explaining to the children that I am in a bad mood because of the story they told us. "Anyways, do you kids know what she looks like? Or what her name is?

“Lexy,” the voice whispered as a hand punched through my stomach. “You should have joined me.” So that’s it huh? This is how I die, a stake through my stomach and I don’t even get to see who did it? “Wake up! Lexy, wake up!” someone yelled at me. I shot upright in my seat, sweat streaming down my forehead. Next to me stood my girlfriend, Janea. She was tall with curly, jet-black hair, and smooth hazelnut colored skin.

She tumbled forward and was grabbed by the hair. *"Alright, honey. You wanna play? Let's play a game."*

“He wanted to return it to the owner. Fortunately, that’s you.” A deafening silence followed. Ethan grunted behind us; when I shot him a warning look, he pretended to be preoccupied. Allen clicked his tongue, drawing my attention back. “We need to talk, Ms. Gomez.” “I-I don’t think there’s anything to discuss, Sergeant,” I said, forcing a smile I hoped didn’t look as fake as it felt. “The news is full of reports about a creature slaughtering people,” he said, stepping closer. “In the woods, I remember you looking for someone before you vanished. I saw it with my own eyes.”

I almost want to laugh in their faces. “The fae say your life force is tied directly to Lucien’s heartbeat,” Rowan says, arms crossed. “If it stops-” “I know.” “We need another option. There has to be something... some spell, some path.” “There is.” The voice belongs to Aelis, a fae ally with sun-gold eyes and hair like spun copper. “The Hollow is a realm of echoes and elements. If you want to pull someone back from it, you need to invoke elemental magic; ancient, wild, and rarely used.”

“ The next game is called the game of Echoes.” Luke announced, standing on the makeshift ring where the five used to practice fighting. “Each competitor will go through the East portal which leads to the world of the hollows. For the sake of those who do not know,” he continued. “ Hollows are phantoms that can see guilt, pain, rage, jealousy, and envy. They can also materialize into your greatest fears, your deepest desires and the things that haunt you when you sleep.