Sherria Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

I am the daughter of Alpha Shell from the Scarlet Pack and my mother is a Moors princess! Sherizad batted her eyelids at fifty bats per second. Ryan could not help but feel a little something knock at the gates of his icy heart. Love was in the air.

She missed him so much. She had finished making the spear and was about to strike, when she felt a strong grip, she tried to wiggle away but her efforts where futile. She kept pushing and pulling but she couldn't free herself from the group. Amira recognized the Warriors to Beavertail Juan's but they didn't recognize her, she added the bids due to child beats so she looked chica which has shipped in fact do and the mold which splashed on her face while she was trying to find food prevented the Warriors from recognizing her. One of the warriors said

her answer him “So you are a fairy?” he asked her. “Have you not figured it out, all those years?” Dexter, look at Shayne, and smile at her, he is actually a fool, not to realized Shayne is a fairy. With all those extra ordinary things, she has shown to him, no ordinary man can do those things. After thirty minutes or more, the whole camp is still quiet, all of them rest inside their respective tents, they are weak, and starving. They can do nothing, but just to wait. Suddenly the miracle comes, the rain come in total stop, the sun shine.

, She said as she wept. -------------------------------------------------- It didn’t take too long for the two to notice the significant change that their daughter had undergone, following the miracle. It’s only natural for someone to change after he or she comes back from the dead, but they weren’t dealing with that kind of change --- this was more of a physical appearance kind of change. Shirley’s previously short platinum black hair had inexplicably become very long, almost reaching her tailbone, and the color had turned pure silver. Her eyebrows and lashes had also mimicked the coloring of her hair and had also changed.

Her breath caught in her throat as her body transformed, reshaping with grace rather than agony. Kiara, who had shifted countless times, stood still—mesmerized. She had seen young wolves shift for the first time, many of them clumsy, trembling, fearful. But Serena… Serena was something else. Her form melted seamlessly into that of a wolf—majestic, tall, and radiant under the moonlight. Her coat shimmered with a soft silver hue, catching the moonlight like strands of silk, and her eyes—those impossibly deep eyes—glowed with power.

I closed my eyes. And that was my last memory before I lose my consciousness. ~~~~ I opened my eyes only to be greeted by a forest. "Seraphina of Fiery Land, the hope of the elements." Greeted by a woman who is clothed with a warrior's clothing with red fur around her waist, right arm, and left thigh. "Who are you?" I asked the woman, she didn't answer, instead, I was given a deathly stare.