Tinkerbell Novels & Stories

Olivia smiled at a distant memory before looking at her aunt, "fine, you win. I'm going." Grace clapped her hand excitedly, "now, that's my girl" she pinched her chin and stood up, "come to me if you don't have anything nice to wear. We are the same size after all" she made her way to the door. "Whose party is that anyway?" Olivia's voice rang out. "Oh, have you heard of the MavinTech?" "Duh, who hasn't had about the biggest Technology company in Australia?" She rolled her eyes.

"Hello... hello?" Troy blinked several times in utter confusion as he heard the click sound of the line being cut. "She cut the call already?" He frowned looking at the phone's screen, which had his picture as a wallpaper. This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine.

Anberine said with a determined look as she nodded sharply, her eyes glinted as she spoke leaving Skye to see how fierce and unwavering she looked. “One who is specialized with magic and potion making, no arrogant prince is going to get in my way-” “I wouldn’t dream of ruining your dream” Prince Skye said surprising her enough to go quiet, a soft weak smile formed on his face.

Eleanor knew it and thought, 'He will not make it until Cain come or until we take him to the palace.....I don't have a choice, I must use it. But with so many people around it will be difficult...Ah! but maybe, I can use the spell of illusion. The problem is that, this spell is taking too much energy from the user, I will have to heal him quickly and if I save him by using the elf power I inherited. It will drain too much of my energy and I might damage my body. But, I don't have a choice right now, if I don't act quickly he will die.' She closed her eyes and after thinking it through, she stayed quiet and concentrate on her spell.

"Do you think I haven't done that? But you try. Come!" Nerida waved her wand. They were under the ground. The goblin was still there. He was babbling words. Vino listened to him carefully. "There's a tikbalang lurking here. He was there!" Vino suddenly turned and zapped the exact spot where the goblin saw the tikbalang. * * * Tania watched the activities around her. She could not contain her joy. Her lopsided mouth always had a malicious grin. "What more can I ask for? I am the mistress of a large house. I have Olga under my control--at last! Har Har Har!"

If it turns white, she’s facing a VIP that no one has ever heard or seen. “Of course.” Bella smiled brightly, showing her dimples. She passed the card to the lady, and she placed it in the slot. Bella placed her right thumb on the glass and the lady pushed a button. A thin golden light can be seen on the glass that moved from left to right. Right after the gold color disappeared, the glass changed to …...WHITE COLOR!!!!” The lady almost dropped to her knees. Her mouth gaped open. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, took the card from the device, and passed it on to Bella.

Her voice came out low, barely more than a whisper. Zac sighed deeply, shutting his eyes for a moment before opening them again, already sensing what was about to unfold. “Don’t let those tears fall, baby. You like it, right? Good. I’m glad you do. But please, don’t cry, Tinkerbell,” he murmured gently, his broad palms cupping her face with care. But his words only seemed to make it worse. As if they had given her permission to finally let go, her tears spilled freely, like pearls tumbling from a broken string. Her sobs broke through the silence, loud and raw, unable to be contained.

Chapter 12: A Kiss That Lies Too Well The corridors of Cadence Designs were quieter than Lana remembered. The hush wasn’t comforting it was accusing, charged with the kind of silent tension that made every step sound louder than it should. Phones still rang, keyboards still clacked, but the usual banter was gone. No smiles. Just eyes. Watching. Whispering. She walked with her chin high, red pumps clicking against marble tiles like defiance in motion. Her silk blouse hugged her tightly, as if her clothes were the only ones brave enough to embrace her right now.

Threaded through the fabric were intricate patterns, each thread a different hue, weaving together to form a breathtaking mosaic of colors and shapes. Valen's eyes widened in awe. "What is this tapestry?" he asked, his voice filled with wonder. The Spirit Guardian's voice echoed with a sense of reverence. "This is the Tapestry of Destiny a living testament to the heroic deeds and unity that have shaped the Enchanted Realm throughout the ages."

He states in a serious tone. “No, that doesn’t mean shit any more.” I hiss, rolling my shoulders back. “Birdene Black is Amelia Taurine. The rightful heir to the Taurine empire and if anyone else finds out, she will be used as a fucking pawn or worse, raped until she falls pregnant. If Nathanial gets wind that I have lost his little girl… I’m as good as dead and so is my son Wicked. Everything I have worked my ass off to build will be nothing but a distant memory for every bastard to laugh and joke about.”