Pixies Mythical Creature Novels & Stories

“Your dad really left you in the dark, didn’t he?” I didn’t reply, and that silence was answer enough. Vivian’s voice took on a reverent tone, like she was speaking of ancient myths made real. “Phoenix wolves are among the rarest and most powerful beings in our world. Not just werewolves—they’re something beyond. Something sacred. They don’t just shift; they burn and rise. They carry the fire of rebirth, with powers that rival the moon goddess herself. They’re like divinity walking in flesh.”

"Pests." "Pests?" I asked, beginning to reach out a hand towards it as a twinge of emotion hit me as I remembered another time and place where a certain broody prince had called another creature the same thing. "I wouldn't." Vladimier warned, snatching my hand back just as the pixie snapped at my fingertip. "They like to eat flesh." "Flesh?" I asked, my eyes growing wide while I watched the pixie snarl and gnash its teeth at me again. "Then why the hell are they here?"

“Randy, have you seen pixies before?” The beta shook his head in surprise, watching as they took kindly to Russo being here with them. “They’re so delicate,” Randy mumbled. “I’ve never seen creatures so small.” “They have powers too,” Justin pointed out. “Lots of them,” Oscar added to that statement. “They have healing elements, much like your wolfen healers, but they do things a little different than your healers.”

“What do you mean?” Terejia repeatedly brushed back his tied hair and his eyes were constantly shifting and moving from the surroundings of the underpass. “This territory was actually inhabited by forest pixies mostly and only a quarter were held under the vampire’s control, this may be one of the reasons why Daghum stood still unguarded despite the feuds.” Forest pixies… these naughty creatures. They’re known for deceiving and playfulness to travelers or even natives to whom they wanted to. Most of the time, creating illusions and draws out false path that drives you lost in the forest’s depth.

"An average packhouse held about fifty but the wolves made bigger houses for every species. They hold about two hundred now. Each species has four of those, so that's eight hundred of each species. The pixies and fairies were given the trees in exchange for growing fruits and vegetables, the mermaids got the lakes and rivers as long as they provided and breeded fish. Gargoyles and trolls got caves since they refused decent housing. Everyone had enough space, enough food and water and there was peace all around. Because there was peace, creatures started marrying into other species and that was when hybrids were born. After the alpha died because of his age, peace continued... Until now." Ale

The image confirmed my suspicions. Over the past few days, I had been searching through the library for answers. Ancient texts described the existence of the Mystical Peacock, a bird with black feathers that shimmered with all the colors of the rainbow under the sunlight. The texts also stated that when a Mystical Peacock consumed the child-bearing potion, it would lay a white egg that would hatch into a Purple Peacock. I realized then—I was never a Black Peacock at all. I was the legendary Mystical Peacock.

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

When he was about to go to his father, he suddenly remembered the book that had suddenly appeared on top of his body, along with the necklace that hung beautifully around his burly neck. ⚛⚛⚛ "What is this!" exclaimed Aza when she started reading on the first page. "Hidden worlds are places where things that are not real come true, such as vampires, werewolves, mermaids, forest fairies, dragons, phoenixes and many more. But among all that, the highest hierarchy is magicians." "Because only magicians are able to control the life source crystal cube in the hidden world, it is said that only the eight cube magicians can trace the crystal cube's location,"

I lay back and rest my head against the body of the tree, I'm pretty sure this is where I am meant to be so I'll just play the waiting game, I am not sure how long I've been here but some movement below me caught my attention, I watch as a few little Pixie looking critters carry a baby and wolf pup, the baby was placed below the tree I am perched on and the pup carried over to the little isle I once laid on to recover near the Life Tree. The Pixie things fluttered above them and sprinkled what looked like Moon Dust onto them then went about their merry way disappearing through the trees once more, my attention returns to the baby abandoned below me who grew into my sister Lana, I cast my eye

“Yeah, I’ve never seen a sprite before, except in movies when I was a kid. Although, I think that was a pixie.” “Pixies, nasty creatures.” “They aren’t all nasty, Iza.” “Just the ones that won’t accept us as their mates.” “There’s more than one of them, right?” I ask Xander. It feels very much like I’m hearing multiple voices following the same train of thought.