Witches Fairy Tales Novels & Stories

Their food wasn’t something anyone would want to digest! We arrived at the fairy kingdom, and I was once again left speechless. The fairies were small creatures with beautiful wings. Their homes were so small that one would fit into my hand! The pixies lived in their human form mostly, like we did, but the fairies preferred their magical form. Their village was decorated with so many flowers that I kept sneezing and had to once again think of an excuse.

The girl stared at me puzzledly while I stared at the person from one of my favourite story books Scarlette gave me. Scarlette gave me a book once. She said it was a fairytale book for kids but I truly enjoyed it. The story was about the sugar fairies in the land of sweetness. Sugar fairies mostly live to bake pastries and sweet things. They literally live for happiness and celebration, and were the creators of the sweet people. The story was about Apple, the princess of the sugar fairies and her sister, Candy. The Sugar Emperor had two wives and both had daughters on the same day but Apple was older. At first, they grew up as sisters who loved each other until their brother and heir to the

“Not your storybook princesses. Not fish-tailed angels. But creatures of tide and hunger. Their songs aren’t lullabies, they are traps. They drag ships under, for fun. For vengeance. For a different kind of delicacy.” I saw black eyes in green water, mouths filled with rows of sharp teeth. I was gripping the stool so hard my knuckles ached. “Fair folk,” she said, her voice turning sharp. “Don’t ever call them fairies. That word is a lie. They are not cute. They are not kind. They are old as time, twisted by beauty and cruelty. They trade in riddles and pain. Step into their realm, and time will forget you. You will come back hollow, if you come back at all.”

Of course, I'm considered a Princess because of my parents' status as royalty but still not used to the title. I look around to observe this underground village; everything seems peaceful and colorful. The houses are either made of wood, rocks, or plants in the renaissance style in medieval times. So many flowers, everyone. A few flowers open and reveal tiny fairies waking up from their naps as they greeted me welcome. There are varieties of fairies living here; mushroom fairies, tree fairies, flower fairies, water fairies, and fairies that look primarily like insects. These fairies are much smaller than Feno. There are varieties in sizes as well.

that world, dragons.She spent her days in a radiant natural palace made of mountains and ice.Sitting alone. Not that she knew anything else.Thus time passed, until, on a hot spring day, a butterfly flew between the mountains and glaciers, and as if it were only there for this cause, it lands on the wrist of the fairy.The fairy has no reaction at all, nor does she move, she stands there as she has for a long time, staring at the blue and black wings of the butterfly. This one stays there for a few moments, spreading its wings as if it were going to stretch just to close it then, suddenly as if it had changed its mind, flaps its wings again, and passes through the colossal columns of ice, dis

A while passed before he spoke up again. “Do you have a favorite toy, doll?” I blushed when I realized that he wasn’t asking me for just any type of toy, but for one from my hidden storage.“I-” I opened my mouth to try to say something, but something clogged my throat, and no words left me.“I think you are a wand girl, aren’t you?”A familiar material touched my belly and continued going downwards.“I bet you like to feel the magic.” He clicked some buttons and the device started buzzing, coming to life.I gasped at the sensation. He was holding it just above my clit, enough to feel the vibrations, but not enough for me to actually enjoy them. I tried to wiggle my way, but the more I wiggled, t

“All of you, be quiet!” the murmuring of several fairies stopped at the commanding words of the fairy who was seated higher than all of them. The meeting room was as bright as the place Mane was stuck in, but it was filled with fairies. All the fairies floated above ground and faced twelves ‘thrones’. The thrones were suspended in the air and were occupied by twelve different fairies. Eleven of these thrones were at the same level, with one of the elevated higher than the rest. The fairy that occupied the highest throne was the one who commanded that the others be quiet.

says my wolf Nero. “Shut it Nero before we get in more trouble,” I tell him. He recedes to the back of my mind as I pay attention to what my father is telling me. “So let’s start off with the different types realms there are. There are four realms. The realm of the dragons, the realm of the elves, the realm of the fairies and our realm where we coexist with humans, witches and warlocks. The realm of the fairies is also home to what humans call mythical creatures like unicorns, mermaids and mermen, pegasus, hippogriffs, hippocampus, kelpie, and griffins. Fairies have always lived in their own realm but once humans began hunting down these other creatures they were all given refuge in the fair

[Rosalynd] I’d like to say this is a happily ever after, and I guess in some ways it is. Girl meets boy. The boy turns out to be a wolf. The girl meets another boy, who is a witch, and then another boy who happens to be a leprechaun. They all fall in love and have a lovely life full of magic and love. But fairy tales only seem simple on the outside. And our story is still beginning.

The moment Hylda came into the picture and put Sadie to death the tradition had died with her. The witch's quarters looked old and worn down from years of neglect. Sadie was long gone by the time she had even been permitted to enter the pack house but she'd heard from the older generations what it used to be like. The walls apparently had a glow to them from the amount of magick in the room. There was rumored to be a large crystal sat in a well, center of the room where the users would replenish themselves. Foliage decorated the room making it look like a green house with work stations set up. Large wooden work tables covered in rare ingredients and spells books from past generations lay on