Spiritual Fairy Novels & Stories

he replied, making my heart ache even more. "So what? There are my brothers and sisters, they are." Noe fell silent and did not continue speaking. "They why?" "It's okay," he said, although he looked calm but it was obvious he was covering something up. "Nay a plant spirit, Nia is also a fairy, their body is just an energy that resembles a human body. Whereas Noa used to be a spirit that inhabited a true dragon's body. Can they get pregnant?" I asked hesitantly, afraid of the answer I expected.

"Thanks for the food." "Its nothing, eat and rest okay, forget what I said earlier." She left my room after that, I took another fork full but stop on reaching my mouth, what if she's right, what if? I grabbed my phone and G****e 'fairies' A fairy (also fay, fae, fey, fair folk, or faerie) is a type of mythic being legendary creature found in the folklore of multiple European cultures (including Celtic Slavic, Germanic, English, and French folklore), a form of spirit, often described as metaphysical, supernatural or preternatural.......

They usually have white hair, brown, black, or green eyes, and dark skin. Next are the Fairies, they were created by Hecate, the goddess of Magic. They live in Iggdrasil. They have the ability to use every type of magic. Their physical strength isn't all that great, but their ability to use magic is unmatched, not to mention that they can fly with the help of their wings. Fairies usually have pale skin, green eyes, and Black hair.

Pocketing the vial, the man walked up the stairs again, annoyed and still slightly dazed from drinking the Fairy Liquid. Fairies were among the physically weakest of the Mythological creatures but were gifted in healing, flight and some of the most creative and dangerous Fairy Crafts he had ever seen. It was well-known that you could find something new and completely innovative every time you went to the Annual Fairy Market. Even the Merpeople used vials of Fairy Liquids to form floating devices and stopped by to buy something. He sighed and rubbed at his throbbing head. This job was turning out to be more and more irritating with each passing hour.

It seems weird that she focused on that and not the more pressing issue. “I mean, yea I don’t think he will be a problem again.” My voice sounds unsure even to my own ears. “Oh good. I would’ve hated to have to hunt him down. Takes time away from the things I enjoy, you know? Any ways, about your magic. I am not well versed when it comes to different kinds of magic. As you might know, Faun don’t have any particular magic. We are good with plants and animals, but nothing crazy. I would say we should ask my mate because he does actually know quite a bit about magic of all kinds. The color of your magic seems to be a point you were sure to make. I have no idea why the color would be that import

"We are fairies, Luna. And you are one of us." Wait, did she just tell her she was one of them? Meaning, a fairy?! Her? A F-A-I-R-Y?! Written all over Luna's face was disbelief. How can she be a fairy?! --------------------------------- A/N: Bathala - a god in Philipine mythology

Hera woofs at him. “See, she’s good.” He says, turning to the now clustered area around us. Aolis has told me of the fae creatures that live on their land. The little red-hair man must be a leprechaun, the twig looking girl must be a dryad, there are the sprites, of course, notable for their glowing skin making them look like large fire flies and then there are some fairies floating around too. At least I hope they are fairies, the good kind, not faeries the bad kind. Apparently, the only way to distinguish between them is how they spell fairy. Well, that and their behaviors. “Queen Anastasia is good.”

Hera woofs at him. “See, she’s good.” He says, turning to the now clustered area around us. Aolis has told me of the fae creatures that live on their land. The little red-hair man must be a leprechaun, the twig looking girl must be a dryad, there are the sprites, of course, notable for their glowing skin making them look like large fire flies and then there are some fairies floating around too. At least I hope they are fairies, the good kind, not faeries the bad kind. Apparently, the only way to distinguish between them is how they spell fairy. Well, that and their behaviors. “Queen Anastasia is good.”

“A spirit of harvest, Ditiori, a name substantiated from the meaning ‘make them grow’, is on oath that he will live like a mortal bestowed with conjuring powers and on his death become a spirit again to go home to the spirit world of Mundu. Therefore, never shall a wicked, a fallen, enter its rest.” Howling flurry blew the ashes on Ditiori in a sooty loincloth and an autumnal gust displaced the dry, predawn bluster. The voices in the incantation grew softer and softer, “The Divine One has spoken, then disobey…bis faciet et non faciet illud…and he will do it twice and will do no further.”

Maleficent chuckled, ‘You are either a very brave or very stupid child but I like your feistiness’ Ella held her breath as the evil Witch spread out her arms looking for all the world like a huge black crow, ‘I, Maleficent, Queen of the Darkness do hereby give notice that the lives of the half-blood Brothers, Ansitif and Phillipe, and the Mother of Cinderella, the Moon Goddess, are all given back to them. No harm shall come to them’