Sookie Stackhouse Fairy Novels & Stories

"Yes, sweetheart," “Woodland fairies are a race of fairies that live in the woods. We are the oldest race of fairies. We are known for our immense power and beauty. This treehouse has been my house for the past 1100 years. Today I'm going where I belong, my kingdom, Dark Estrabos kingdom. But my child, you can come here anytime. This is now yours. We'll meet one day, but remember, my child, never let the ugliness of the world, take your kindness. Your heart is entire without malice. Your kindness is your power. You're more than what you think you're, but you'll know it at the right time.” She kissed her forehead and a green light surrounded them, it was so bright that Ava had to close her ey

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—"

Of course, I'm considered a Princess because of my parents' status as royalty but still not used to the title. I look around to observe this underground village; everything seems peaceful and colorful. The houses are either made of wood, rocks, or plants in the renaissance style in medieval times. So many flowers, everyone. A few flowers open and reveal tiny fairies waking up from their naps as they greeted me welcome. There are varieties of fairies living here; mushroom fairies, tree fairies, flower fairies, water fairies, and fairies that look primarily like insects. These fairies are much smaller than Feno. There are varieties in sizes as well.

Fiona "Fiona! It's not your job to over see the training! That's what head warriors are for! How many times do I have to tell you this?" I cursed under my breath as Aisling gave me sh.it for at least the hundredth time since I got here. The elder water fairy was sitting in her chair by the lake watching the kids as I walked by. Her white, blue, and grey hair was neatly pulled back and she was holding her glass of wine like her life depended on it. Which if she keeps her sh.it up, it very well might.

Maddie said breathlessly before she slightly leaned to get a closer look at the fairy. She can't help but smile seeing the tiny creature. It is much more beautiful than what she imagined a fairy would look like. Theo threw the fairy up and Maddie's eyes widened again in astonishment before she took a step back when the small fairy suddenly got bigger. It looks like a human now, but more magical.

And after what I said, I felt like something is pulling me from above. I guess Miss Mata heard me. She wiped her tears and stood up from kneeling down. She looked up and saw a dark smoke moving like a tornado outside the bubble barrier. “My cousin us here. This means only one thing!” she fiercely said. “What is that?” Mike gasped pointing the smoke. Then an Azarique fairy with a long golden braided hair came to them and she made herself big enough like a human, like my size. “Oh! Where did you come from!?” Mike freaked out to see the fairy showed up from his back. Miss Mata turned around to see who was it and looked at her from head to toe saying, “You can turn yourself into a big one? Like

Extra large, for meat lovers, with double cheese and a thick crust… "Psst… hey, Stephen." Startled by the unexpected sound, Stephen jerked his head to discover a woman swimming in the powerful waters of the river, her pure white skin, slanted blue eyes, and pale green hair revealing she was something other than human and the water fairy one that he’d encountered before. Cursing the hideous luck that had crossed his path with the water fairy, the-pain-in-the-ass water fairy, Stephen attempted to ignore the flighty fey.

Waiting for a moment, I saw a pop. “Yip, come here please.” A small pixie flew forward, zipping around. Pixies were smaller than fairies and usually didn’t have a larger fey form they would transform into. Yip in particular was one my mother shared with me. He would come to my aid, for a price. “Miss miss, long time! What do you need, miss miss?” I reached out a finger and let him shake it. “I need two messages to be delivered. Can you do that?”

You know what sucks most about the underworld? Fairies , fucking fairies ! Forget what you see on tv and in movies. Those little shits are actually vicious. Last week heretic HQ sent me out to Mayfair in London to break up a fairy fight. Lamp posts had been knocked over , huge slabs of pavement missing and magic flying everywhere. It wouldn’t of been so bad but the fae were having a full blown magic match in one of the busiest parts of London. Bloody fairy dust everywhere. Do you know how long it takes to wash fairy dust out of your hair ? Fucking weeks ! To make matters worse one of those evil little midgets even managed to bite me ! Tiny little gremlin teeth sunk into my arm and it still b

They were taken to an open courtyard where a stunning fairy was perched on a golden throne. With porcelain skin and golden eyes, the fairy was dazzlingly beautiful. Even Sienna was having a hard time taking her eyes off her. She heard a sigh coming from her behind. She turned her head to see Dustin gawking at the fairy with heart in his eyes. She then turned to Azriel who also seemed to be admiring the mystical creature. A scowl instantly fell over her face. Her heart burned furiously. She felt the urge to kick him in his guts.