Vidia Fairy Novels & Stories

No wonder Alpha Maeva said in the dream that if she slept again, she would never wake up. But wait... How did the owner of the fairy market know the condition of her body? “Who are you...? Why did you capture me?” Arista spoke up, her voice trembling. Just a few excited words made her chest unbearable. The owner of the fairy market smiled, extending his hand, a purple butterfly landing on his finger. He looked at the butterfly, casually saying, “Right now, I am the owner of the fairy market in the Fugari Mountains. Before...” His finger trembled slightly, and the butterfly flew away. “Before, I was a disciple of Alpha Maeva.”

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

The most important part was the certification made available, nothing else mattered. Maria felt less and less enthusiastic as she fell on her back, lying straight up with urgent eyes rummaging through the ceiling. There were times when she almost faltered, wondering if all of this was worth the struggle, and there were times when she felt like she really couldn't go on anymore, but she knew she had to, she'd come this far already. She styled her hair into a quick ponytail and applied the littlest, almost unnoticeable amount of makeup. She was in a white dress with white shoes to match, it was simple, yet charming in its own way. White represented purity on a day like this, contrary to the bi

He had earned the right to remain so for his persistence in getting everyone here, to their home, many years before. As they all stood still a tiny woman with wings flew over and landed on Laylan's right shoulder. She stood only six inches tall, but with grace and beauty. Her bright red hair was vibrant against Laylan's own pure white. Her eyes were bright green and her small lips were a light delicate pink that were barely visible against her fair complexion. Her name was Ivy. Her womanly figure was dressed with exotic leaves from her home, which was the very tree that all fairies called home.

Finally, there was a girl that looked just like me, almost like a mirror. “You know me as Serenity,” she started to say, “I am your fairy and control your magic.” She then gestured to each figure in turn. “This is Arashi, she is your dragon soul, princess of dragons. This here is Lucinda, your wolf spirit and healer. Finally, this is Silk, your sprite. She controls your vampire magic and is the form you’ve been adopting since you were 8.”

Her movements were fluid and elegant, reminiscent of a supple mermaid weaving through the depths. Suddenly, the figure bursts from the water’s surface, sending droplets flying and casting a radiant glow. The next moment, a beautiful face adorned with crystal-clear water droplets and framed by long hair cascading like a waterfall. The sight was captivating, enough to ignite a fire in one’s heart. Faela, once hailed as the most exceptional and haughty prodigy in the Ying World, also earned renown as one of the Tai Chi world’s three most stunning beauties. She possessed both mesmerizing allure and formidable strength.

Valor wiped his eyes, annoyed, "put your arms down Aerys, you stink like rotten meat." The group erupted in laughter again, receiving further glares from their helpers. Valor quietened, observing his helper. She was a beautiful Fae woman, with long blonde hair that fell to her hips, soft blue eyes and tanned skin. Her features were perfectly smooth, with no signs of age or wrinkles. Valor grinned, as the woman leaned over to scrub his legs, her large chest hanging down in front of his eyes. Valor averted his eyes, smiling to himself. Valor looked up at his helper's face again, before asking, "What's your name?"

Violet eyes widened, “No-— D-don't tell me you were able to convince her with a few Claymasks?!” Piggy flicked the side of his black hair, “Of course not, Mother Thea isn't that fickle minded.” Piggy smirked at the look of relief on Violet's face before saying, “We were able to convince her by offering thousands of clay masks, make ups and fragrances yearly.” Violet covered her face in shame. Although her Aunt, Thea was very powerful and formidable in strength, she was too fond of beauty and would do anything for claymasks and ointment that would enhance her looks and brighten her aging face.

"Where have you been Fairy? I haven't set my eyes on you since. Fairy was speechless as she stared at Vala in awe shock. "Vala, is this really you?" Fairy asked, lifting up her hands to touch Vala's face. Vala has forgotten how she looks so she smiled at Fairy. "Yes I am the one, surprise?" Vala asked. "More than surprise, wow, you are so beautiful, but how was it possible? How did you heal yourself?" Fairy asked, still surprised. "Oh it's my husband to be, Winter."

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.