Novel & Cerita Sexy Fairy Godmother

Every part of his body was screaming from the heat. You can't blame him,his woman was the true definition of a fairy. She had the best sculpted oval shaped face. Her eyebrows resembled butterfly wings. Her lips are plump and pink. Her chestnut hair cascaded down to her waist like water Waves. To say she was beautiful was quite the understatement. She was what we call a perfect piece of art. Something that was crafted with the best of materials,with utmost carefulness and plenty of time. She had everything that a Man desired in a lady. A perfect coca-cola bottle body shape,well proportioned hips Without an ounce of extra fat. Her burst was Just perfect for his large hands. It's like she was M

Then she sighs, places me in the crib, stretches her hands in my direction and I see how a white light comes out of them, just like what happens in mine. She says, “Hecate, goddess of wisdom and magic, I call upon you. Sleep the princess’s wolf, block her magic. For every seal on her soul, a mate will rise. My sacrifice, my magic, will pay.” The light from her hands becomes so intense that I cannot see clearly, forcing me to cover my eyes, as I hear someone say, “payment accepted.” Once it’s all over, I feel a shock. I remove my hand from my eyes and see that my mother is on the ground.

At seventy-three, her physical body was fragile, requiring Zane’s constant presence, but in the grid, she was a titan. Grandmaster, Aria’s voice hummed in my mind, a gentle ripple across the dark water. Chosen, I transmitted, my psychic voice heavy with the guilt of what I was about to ask the world to do. I broke the peace. We have to fight again. I expected disappointment. I expected the woman who had sacrificed everything to end the wolf wars to mourn the return of violence. Instead, I felt a wave of profound, maternal warmth.

Heads turned toward Elara, then back to Ariana. “My son?” someone whispered. Robert stepped forward, fury flashing. “You mean to replace—” “Replace?” Ariana’s laugh was velvet and venom. “I simply recognize strength where it lives. An heir should be…stable.” Her eyes focused on Elara’s scorched fingertips. “Not… combustible.” Derek chuckled under his breath. “Ice meets fire. Delicious.” Elara’s heart thundered. The goddess stirred, molten and eager. Heat crawled up her arms, begging to ignite.

creating unbalance chaos in the heavenly realm. The goddess of fate mixed too much when deciding his truculent fate, the bitch must be exulting, knowing her only sequel was out of the way. Solara... the goddess of the shining sun, brighter than the sun itself, brought light and bliss to his life, once filled with mystery and anguish...that heavenly being made him realize there was more to life than working his ass off for his ungrateful parents...she taught him how to love...but...it turned out, their paths were never meant to cross, they were an experiment gone wrong.

“You don’t like it?” Before Christian could speak, Sophie leaned close to Emma and whispered, “That’s the face of a man who definitely likes what he sees. You’re welcome. Say thank you, fairy godmother.” Emma turned to reply, but Sophie was already pushing her forward gently. “Have fun, you two,” she called out, waving them off. Christian blinked back to reality. “You look… beautiful,” he said, still a little breathless. Emma gave a shy smile. “Thank you.”

Florence let out a wide smile and Raya asked again, "And who are you?" "Florence is the name…" Then the lady who looked like a mother of a kid, unexpectedly transformed into a beautiful teenage girl. She had long blonde hair and pale skin with sweet honey lips. Wearing a long maxi with cape sleeves in baby pink colour, she looked like a fairy. "A fairy without wings?" Raya stood amazed with her beauty. "Oh, I have wings but I take them out on rare occasions…" she stretched her body and sparkles released from her body. Raya was amused by the vibes coming from the fairy.

"I don't know. I just thought you might like this since I noticed you're really into baggy shirts?" Daeira grinned at him. "I feel like a Cinderella with a personal fairy god mother." "Cinderella?" "You know that Disney princess who has glass slipper and turned from maid into a beautiful woman with glittering gowns through the help of fairy god mother. But only until midnight." "I'm the fairy god mother, huh?" he smirked. "Looks like it," she said. "Well, I would rid of these clothes at midnight too." he teased. "Yah. Don't you dare." she pouted while crossing her arms around her chest which made him grinned at her.

“With all you indecent women now a days, a kiss is not enough. You could just run around kissing every man you see and where’s the fun there?” “I’d say kissing a bunch of men could be fun.” “But not productive. Are you interested in my deal or not?” “What happens after a year, if Mr. Right doesn’t say he loves me?” “Then you spend a year in my service. Don’t worry about that too much, I’m a delightful boss.” “And who exactly are you?” “I’m The God Mother. Like I said, I can make all your dreams come true.” “Why do I get the feeling you can make my nightmares come true too?” I looked her dead in the eye and she just laughed. A year in her service, what did that mean?

she started walking to the exit. "What I don't understand is why a goddess was living in a cave and left her diary here, and how we are here in the first place," Scarlette paused and looked at me over her shoulder with an expression that said ‘seriously?’. "Out of everything that has been happening since you came to Lúa Infinita, you're still pondering about the strange things in this world? What exactly do you find impossible? The part where you have a deadly ticking time bomb called a wolf inside you, your abnormal mate, a sugargod fairy– that doesn't even make sense. What's a sugargod fairy? It's senseless but she just conveniently exists and you just "happen" to be her master. Are you ki