Pixie Polite Novels & Stories

" I faked a surprised look. I raked my hands in Blondie's hair and yanked it hard so that she moaned in her unconscious state. Pixie cut and Braids gasped. "You were saying?" I cocked an eyebrow at them. " Stop it, please, just let her go." Pixie cut was now in tears. " I will, you only have to do as I said." The room was quiet for what seemed like hours before the two of them shared a look and nodded. They went down on their knees, luckily I had brought out my phone after I knocked out Blondie and so I started to audio record their apology. "I'm sorry, Luna Storm. I never should have been rude to you. I was wrong for trying to bully you. Please forgive me." Pixie cut said, her head bowed lo

a tiny, exasperated voice suddenly chimed in. From the deep folds of Alesteria’s velvet hood, a soft, ethereal glow emanated. Parie flew out, her iridescent wings fluttering furiously as she stretched her tiny arms, shaking out the stiffness of the journey. The little pixie completely ignored the unspoken rules of royal decorum and the dangerous aura of the room, hovering directly over Ich’s desk before landing squarely on a stack of his neatly organized bounties. She crossed her arms, letting out an aggressive pout.

Faced with this predicament, Macie knew that being overly polite wasn't going to cut it anymore. After everything that had happened, Macie realized that all her respectful and courteous responses had made no impact whatsoever. So this time, she went straight to the point.

“Please can I have a word with you before you leave?” “Okay,” Pixie agreed. I growled my disapproval and she quieted me by pulling me down for a quick, chaste kiss. “I don’t like it,” I said, already knowing what she would say. “I know,” she said with a soft smile. She brushed the pad of her thumb across my cheekbone, her eyes following the movement for a moment. “But I’ll be right back. I promise.”

He sputtered a few incoherent words but he finally took his time to form a decent sentence. “You’re actually thinking about it?” He sounded puzzled but his tone was ecstatic, like a boy on a Christmas morning. “Yes, Lev. Now tell me how much,” I pressed, not wanting to talk about my reasons. He didn’t need to know that. Pixie was heartless, reckless and cared for no one but herself. If I showed that I cared about someone, a rival or an enemy might use it against me.

Dario asked, but Pia raised her head and gave him a frown. “I can talk!” She spoke to his surprise. “I’m three!” “Almost, you’re still two.” Christian corrected her. “Come on, tell him what you want.” “I want a strawberry ice cream cone with sprinkles!” Pia spoke without a single stutter. “Big people size!” “I want the same!” Gigi told Christian. Dario gasped and stared from Christian to Pia.“How can she talk like that?” “Well, she’s almost three.” Christian laughed in his face. “You really don’t have the slightest clue about children, do you?”

I fake a nice smile with my hands in front of me as I say, “You won’t mind, right? It’s to be certain I’m indeed not a rookie and can handle my abilities well, right?” Hadrien breaks into a cold sweat and steps back fearfully. “Beth, I think you’ve got this all wrong. We were only teasing, we didn’t mean any of it, I swear”. Aww, it’s cute how frazzled they are. Too bad this Pixie’s already been offended. My smile intensifies and as I start to twitch my fingers, they both bolt off. “Beth, we’re sorry!” ~~

he said as the horses came to a stop just in front of him. “Hello, dear Jaris!” Mrs. Pike called. She looked, as always, the picture of respectability, in a fine gown, her hair tied up nice and properly beneath her bonnet. Cordia was also dressed very fashionably, but her hair was blowing around in the April wind such that she almost looked like an Indian Princess. “Happy birthday!” Mrs. Pike called, as she stood to dismount. Mr. Pike called his greeting and congratulations as well, and it took both gentlemen to help the very plump Mrs. Jane Pike down from her seat. As she was climbing down, Margaret crossed the yard to greet them, and the parents went off to chat.

How polite. Alexa turned to me and looked me up and down. Her nose scrunched in distaste for a second. There it was. "Come on," she said politely. I really didn't want to but I followed her out of the room. My hips swayed as I walked in a way that demanded attention. I wasn't doing it on purpose to get Vittore's attention or anything. It was drilled into my head to always remain in character. Always be the prey all predators sought. But little did they know I was a wolf in sheep's clothing, just waiting to pounce.

The group cheered and knelt to show appreciation, “Thank you for your kindness Master.” “Hey.. What about me?” Piggy chuckled, rubbing his hands and giving Poison a knowing look. “What about you?” Poison yawned before putting his hand over his mouth. “Can I call you Poison?” Piggy said shyly, then he covered his face with his hands. Poison unfolded his hands and turned to leave, “Not a chance.”