Sookie Stackhouse Fairy Novels & Stories

"Sei please talk to me . I can't see you crying like that . I will kill that bastard tomorrow so don't worry ." "No! Don't do anything to him . You will be taken to the court ." "Then tell me about it . I will listen as long as you tell me ." "You won't believe me ." "I will believe everything you say , you just say it . " "Well you see I have the fairy mother's blessings in my voice . " "What!? " "Yes the fairy godmother blessed my voice when I was seven years old . " "You are saying the fairies exist ?" " They do . Do you not believe me ?"

Primrose grilled from where she stood at the edge of the counter, mixing flour and sugar into a bowl while blending with her hand. Shailyn shared a helpless glance with Skylar. "Hem..." She cracked her brain for an answer as she noticed everyone was waiting for her answer, even Skylar just smirked and watched with amusement, waiting for the words that would fall out from her big mouth. "I-I'm a fairy, we call our friends mistress most of the time, so yeah?" She frowned at her own words while a laugh left Skylar. She admit, her excuse was lame but luckily, Primrose didn't seem interested anymore.

At the spa: Amy: "Casie, I hope you are getting adjusted here." Caise: "Yes. however, all these things are still new for me. Like I never knew fairies exist. In the town the other day in Eva's boutique, I met a fairy... Her name was Carol. But she was nothing like a fairy in fairy tales." Amy: "Carol.The princess fairy...Yeah, she is a spoilt brat if I have to say but she is quite helpful when we actually need help. Her attitude is quite arrogant but she is pretty well with her work."

Tears filled her eyes as she tried to take them in. Aidan rested his hands helplessly on the pillar in front of him. "This isn't just about being the fairy mother, if...if" Aidan stammered. "If the wolves were to find out we'd be damned," Peri cut in. Both Peri and her advisor Aidan were worried and they assured themselves to just let it be a secret as they appoint her youngest daughter, Saria, as the Fairy mother. "Mother!" A young fairy was approaching. Saria was a fine young fairy with eyes like sunlight and hair blonde. She was slim-built and considerably tall for someone her age.

I looked away quickly; knowing better than to catch his interest. Black furred pukas roamed freely about, sniffing for scraps around the tables, and when one passed by me, I jerked away. It paused to growl a warning in my direction before moving on. Then a nuckelavee sauntered by, and I forgot all about the pukas. Outside the members of the Sluagh, the nuckelavee were the most horrifying things in the Fairy Realm. Technically, they were sea fairies and they were always a little wet, though not from water.

“Hmm, let's see. They need to have food, I am sure. Also, many of the fairies are healers, so they need to grow their herbs.” Xylia told him. “So they have to work to get those things. Right?” “Correct, but that is a long way to go with that stuff. These fairies are lazy. Since you have given them a home.” The Brownie glared at the homes. “I see, so we need to get them to work.” Xylia moved her hand, and the house vanished; the fairies all looked shocked, then looked up at her. One grew to a normal human height to speak to her.

Jo skidded to a stop, tensing. "Who's there?" she demanded. From the bushes, two petite figures emerged, girls with shimmering green and pink hair. Jo’s nose twitched. Fairies. They approached cautiously, sizing her up. One of them sniffed the air and froze mid-step. "Wait," the green-haired one said sharply. "She doesn’t smell like the others." The pink-haired one followed, sniffing. They exchanged a look. "Who are you?" the green-haired fairy asked warily. "You smell like a..."

“Hello, who is this cute young man? I didn't expect that in the city of Silverwall there would be such a not bad young man. Who is he, Louise? Your favorite?" "Favorite?" Phillip repeated with one eyebrow raised. Louise frowned. “What — no! His name is Phillip, and he's just a comer." Phillip immediately took off his headgear to give him a greeting smile. "What a nice name to hear for an easy-to-look young man like you." The woman pinched Phillip's cheek anxiously. “My name is Pepraskanis Grunis Fairy. You are strongly encouraged to call me Pepa. I am one of the five series of fairies of Tiffany's care."

I reached inside and took the book. 'The Ancient book of fairies' it read. 'The ancient book of fairies? what does that mean?' I asked myself thoughtfully I took the book and walked to a golden plush cushion, taking a seat. I opened the book and started to read. 'Fairies were created like every other supernatural creatures. They practiced magic extensively but each fairy had it's own distinct power. Some had super speed, teleportation, shape shifting, beautiful siren voice, super strength, healing powers or even knowledge. The status of fairies can easily be recognized by the color of their eyes starting from silver for the royal family, red for the fairy elders, blue for the seers, green fo

He has been waiting for my return since he became surprisingly attached to me. “Where are we?” Heron asked, and vetted the unfamiliar realm. Soaking in the novelty of it. “This is Dusky Dew Meadows,” I muttered and bit my lip. He might order me to return him to the pack if he did not like being here with me. Here, the colors were brighter and sharper. Everything in the human realm existed here as well. The fairy houses were red and white toadstools, made of jasper, while the colossal rose-quartz castle with eight tall towers of the Fairy Queen Katinka resided to the west.