Vidia Fairy Novels & Stories

Dressed in simple black jeans and halter neck white top paired with a Maroon-colored Italian style leather jacket along with white flat sandals. Maya smiled when she saw the look on his face; Cute, She thought before she walked towards him. Maya snapped her fingers in front of him as he came out of his dreamland; " If you are done admiring then shall we? " She asked with a smile on her face. " umm... Yeah, " Ash cursed internally before he started the car. Maya was lost in her thoughts; she looked out of the window but her mind was just on the kiss she shared with Roy. She could not help but ask herself if she did the right thing.

Cheyenne muttered back under her breath, hiding a smile. Tyler turned toward Isolde. “So if Tora’s the Dragon Guardian, Chels is the Witch Guardian, and Nalia’s the Phoenix Guardian… and Chey’s obviously our wolf whisperer…” Isolde rose from her seat with practiced poise. “Then allow me to introduce myself properly,” she said, her gaze locking on Nalia. “Isolde Voss. Former heir to the Vampire Throne. Current pain in my little brother’s ass. And now... Vampire Guardian.”

The battle between Allen and the beautiful fairy was impressive. She didn't contain any of her powers, no even when she knew that he was a superior. "Vania, you have improved," Allen praised the young woman in a dark blue uniform and pointy ears. She had a delicate face and soft features, even her frame was not that of a warrior but as a fairy from castles and gardens.

Fugly confidently said to us. "I just hope that they will not sprinkle us with fairy dust and ask all of us to think of happy thoughts to fly our merry way to the Grand Pillar," I sarcastically said to Fugly giving him a fake smile. He simply rolled his eyes and ignores me. He went out to summon his fairy friend and after a few minutes, he returns along with a voluptuous lady with an hourglass figure. She has red hair with golden round eyes and stands about five feet three inches tall and wears a colorful sheer satin dress. We were all captivated by her beauty and boldness. I never thought fairies could be this liberating. Everyone is amazed except for Aria. She looks more insecure and a bit

Had it been any other male though I’d have their eyes! She faced me and put her hands on her hips then cocked her head to the side. If she were a dragon she’d been exuding smoke and fuck if she could I’d be throwing on the bed right now and fucking her into next week. There would be nothing and no one that could stop me. “The fairy is here to teleport us,” Vance said, as he picked up her suitcase. “All of us,” she asked, putting her hands down.

She regained her composure and took a little breath then looked at the gentleman once again. “If I use my veto the next week, I can still break our contract, can’t I?” Cid's face was injected with rage and incomprehension. The gentleman nodded in response to Freya who sighed. "It won't be done today, but now I have the name so prepare yourself to pay for that." Thomas walked towards her hesitantly. "Um... My Lady... So you wish to use your veto to make Anesidora your knight, am I correct?" "Correct, it will take longer than I imagined but you need to make sacrifices to get what you want."

It looks like a human now, but more magical. The water fairy is pale but her skin is smooth, almost as clear as the water. She's beautiful as well with her blue eyes, dark hair, and pointy ears but the main highlight of her beauty is her wings. They are like that of the wings of a swallowtail butterfly but instead of different colors, its body is like waves of the ocean. "She's Wera, the head fairy of the water fairies." Maddie kept staring at Wera and she couldn't hide her amusement. Wera slightly bowed before them.

The world was a canvas of wonder, and the forest seemed to pulse with secrets. It was then that the Daryad fairy, a delicate ethereal being with wings adorned in glistening dewdrops, appeared before Ava. The fairy's presence was both enchanting and comforting, a guardian spirit in the moonlit haven. Daryad's voice, like the gentle rustle of leaves in a breeze, spoke of destiny woven into the fabric of nature.

As her eyes met mine across the studio, lips curving ever so slightly, I couldn’t tell which I was yet. Her heels clacked against the floor as she walked toward me, holding a slim black pointer stick like it was a weapon. “Name?” she asked. “Elona Everett.” She circled me once like a hawk and stopped in front of me. “You’re too soft around the hips. And your arms need definition.” I blinked. “I-I modelled for The Dakota Agency, I've been on a billboard-” “This isn’t Dakota Agency,” she cut in. “This is VFS. And here, we build machines. Not pretty little girls playing dress-up.” My heart dropped. She pointed toward the beam with the stick. “Walk.”

The weather had been hot lately, so the two of us shared a pink parasol, weaving happily through the bustling crowd. It seemed Xiya had used all her self-control on quitting cigarettes and men, because her urge to shop had completely exploded. She dragged me into Mojin Era, the most expensive brand castle in all of Vanaheim. Ninety percent of the goods in that castle were air-shipped from Mojin Harbor—which meant ninety percent were imported.