Sagittarius Fairy Tail Key Novels & Stories

Before I could respond, Gabriel’s voice cut through the corridor. “Finally! Where have you two been?” He jogged over, Oragon behind him carrying a stack of old scrolls. “The entire base is on alert.” Fenrir answered before I could. “The attack was a message. They’re targeting Selene.” Gabriel frowned. “Why?” Oragon’s gaze sharpened. “Because she’s the key.” I stiffened. “The key to what?” He laid the scrolls on a nearby table and unrolled one, revealing a faded sketch. A sigil. The same dual symbol—the circle split between wolf and serpent.

The fairy would only give some away if and and only if the person was giving it as a sign of love. “Listen here, fairy! I am not asking for it to use in some dirty magic. You see, that guy,” Mizuko pointed at Kenshi which the fair throw him a glimpse, “he has lost his mind—“ “Memory,” Kenshi corrected. “Well, memory and he needs five petals to see this girl which he calls his ‘puzzle piece’ or whatever,” she tells the blue fairy, rolling her eyes when she quoted the puzzle part. “It’s love! How can you not give it this once!”

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

“What is Zion the key to?” She knows I’m not playing. “The triquetra.” She says, her jaws clenched. “The triquetra? Not enough, try again.” I snarl, my command burning through my voice as I press the barrel of my gun against her neck. “Th- the Sublime Triquetra… the key to turn back time and give everyone a second chance!” she spits. It doesn’t make full sense, but it’s clear he holds the power of something that the Sable did not want to become a reality.

Philip listened quietly and asked, “What about the door of the Nonagon?” Fennel smiled, took out a fiery red object from his pocket, and flicked it with his finger to throw it into the air. Philip reached out, grabbed it mid-air, and spread out his palm. It was the phoenix feather key, the key to the door of the Nonagon. “It’s for you. It’s useless to me anyway. I can be considered an outcast of the door,” Fennel smiled and said with an indescribable look in his eyes.

Justin glanced at the witch, “—where we 'stay'. There will be other better trained witches, vampires and shifters there.” “What if that witch’ friends have messed up our ‘inn’?” argued Saga. “I don't have much time, black blood,” the witch exclaimed with a smile that didn't reach the corner of his eye. Justin and the others tried to prevent one last time, but Saga refused and instead darted until he was one meter in front of the witch. He turned to his friends who were both angry and worried, and moved his lips to say one word, “Plan.” “I want to meet Bara, but you must let my friends pass this road,” said Saga boldly.

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

"Quick, connect your hands to each other, I have to teleport us out of here." Alice yelled as she held Gagé's palm, Gagé in turn held Mario while Mario held the soldier, using her fairy powers she successfully teleport them out of the cave just outside where they left their boat, it didn't take more than thirty seconds before the cave came collapsing down on each other in ruins.

Its ears lowered. Shigure wiped blood from his mouth. She was dying. You carved a plan into your skin, I said. Yes. Then killed her. To hide the key. Kiyomi stepped closer. What key? Shigure pointed at the silver symbols across his ribs. The operation could only be opened by White Tide blood. The wolf bared its teeth. You used mine. I used what remained after Amara took most of it. Grandmother’s image flickered. Careful. Shigure laughed bitterly.

He just wanted to live out his life and enjoy what he had, instead of desperately chasing myths and fables. But others in his clan felt differently. Especially his parents. Once again, they claimed to have sensed the last remaining vampire on earth, the mythical teenage girl rumored to hold the key to the cure. Sage had heard this before—many times. But this time, they were serious. They had moved everyone back here in hopes of finding her—and worse, they had assigned Sage to be the one to gain her trust. To find out if she held the key—and to make sure she gave it to him. Because legend had it that the key must be given freely, and could not be simply taken.