Winx Club Pop Pixie Novels & Stories

she replied. “A vision? That’s impossible,” Clayton said. “Hello Clayton! I’m Pixie, your mate’s best friend. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, well talk to you,” she laughed. “The honour is mine Miss Giuliani,” he chuckled. “Ooh, I see you’ve heard about me,” she said excitedly. “My mate only had good things to say about you,” he replied. “I would hope so. Wouldn’t want to have to kill her you know?” she joked, but Beast growled.

Alpha Henley boldly hesitates in giving us what we came here for, “How about I give you an easy option? Take my daughter as your Luna.” I choke on my wine, almost spilling liquid on my top. My eyes switched from Alpha Henley to Heron twice as I wiped my wet lips. Heron shakes his head at me to keep my cool. Pixie was the one who was about to blow the lid off, but he was ignorant of this. “Over my dead body!” Pixie scowls to me, spitting invisible venom at our rival. “Heron must have a plan, so just chill,” I lowered my head as I strictly reprimanded her.

She was tall with dark brown hair and green eyes that always seemed to be in a fight with the heavy mascara she wore everyday but she was really pretty though and a bit of a self-righteous arrogant attitude, which of course was an understatement. "Natasha!" she began with her cool, high-pitched voice while smacking her lips which were dubbed in, well...lipstick. A dark red color which contrasted deeply with her very pale face. " You know I've been made into top cheerleader with the Pixies , like there was ever any doubt there!" she went on, showering herself with the never-ending waters of self-praise, " Okay, so, I've been doing some scouting and you might just be the next Pixie!"

All must be complete, otherwise they may not attend the lesson. “Winky! Where's your wand?” asked Master Arden the teacher. “Here, Master!” Winky took out a wooden magic wand with the WY emblem engraved from inside his robe and held it up. “Good. Come in.” Winky smiled cheerfully and entered his classroom. He was very young, fifteen years old, on par with his classmates. However, he is a rather special student because he is the only descendant of the pixies. His mother is a fairy, while his father is an ordinary human, just like any other witch in general. So, it was only natural that Winky would easily memorize magic spells.

A group of pixies approached them, making all of them halt. "May I know who is entering our realm?" one of the pixies who seemed to be the leader questioned in her melodious voice. Azriel told her that they were journeying towards the forbidden mountain. The pixie was overjoyed to know that Axriel was the future King of Werewolves and invited them for a night stay. Pixies were tiny creatures but very smart. Their wisdom was famous all over. That is the reason Sienna accepted the invitation before anyone could object. Perhaps, some useful information will come out during their stay.

I stood as he pulled me in for a hug. “But before we take the big step and gain back control of our lives,” I pulled away when Pixie clapped her hands twice. A mischievous grin spread across her small face. “We got a party to catch.” I blinked at her. “What party?” Ethan and I asked in perfect sync. Pixie huffed, rolling her eyes. “I’m talking about this party, sillies! I heard your runaway prince won’t be coming back. You’re safe.” She assured me.

My assistant, Kiara, greets me with a cheerful smile. "Morning, Spencer! It’s a big day today. The investors are coming soon." I nod, my mind already fast-forwarding to the presentation. "Let’s make sure everything is flawless. I want to impress them!" Kiara agrees, and we dive into finalizing the details. Our collection, named "Eclipse," is truly a work of art—a captivating blend of bold, edgy shapes and graceful, sophisticated touches. As we work, the studio is alive with energy. Designers and assistants move about, all focused on a common goal: showcasing the best of Design Door.