Witches Fairy Tales Novels & Stories

He was in a bad mood just thinking about the vampire population gradually increasing. Gior had never seen a fairy before. They are little, around the size of a hand. They have gorgeous wings and are bright with shimmering mana. "The vampire king was the overthrown emperor," a fairy said, engaging in conversation and adding "They are the ones who experimented with and contracted with the devil." They lived long enough to witness the vampire oppression of the past and present. There's no doubt that the fairy claims are true. "The experiments were kept hidden within the empire. It might be the reason why they infiltrate the empire and thus the hunters," The story continues.

“I’m particularly excited by the Autumn Court, it’s my favorite season. Is it true there are no real seasons in Faerie?” “There are seasons.” Tobin replied, returning her smile with a lazy one of her own. “They’re just not as full as the Court’s chosen season. Like the Summer Court still gets a taste of winter with cooler, rainier days. The winter court still gets summer, with warmer days that allow for a small melt. Autumn and Spring stay near the same year round.” “What else can you tell me of Faerie?”

Then, she deeply breath and continued, "But you can reconize the difference between them by looking at the place they live in. The good witches have herbes and medical potions around them. But for the dark witches, they own skeletons of all kinds of animal they sacrifices and some times even those of humans.....That's what you must know about them."

To say I was in shock was beyond an understatement. A minute later several small creatures came in and immediately put out the fire. They thoroughly cleaned everything up as if it hadn’t happened. I looked at my dad with a questioning face. “There are varying types of fairies. Brownies, sprites, elves, gnomes, pixies, nymphs, selkies. Some have to do tasks or they get assigned to watch over someone as a godmother. They have to accomplish their tasks to move on to the next phase of their existence, some become angels, some fallen fairies are demons,” my dad whispered.

Fairy-Struck: Several types of conditions such as paralysis, wasting away, pining, and unnatural behavior resulting from an enchantment laid by an offended fairy. Once upon a time; isn't that how all fairy tales begin? Except this isn't your average fairy tale. There are no charming princes or wicked witches within these pages, and the fair maidens are more deadly than any big bad wolf. This is a fairy tale in the truest sense of the words; a story about fairies... the real story.

This wasn't a good sign, not a good sign at all. Fairies are a little different in regards to the members of our council. Similar to dragons, we operate within the four hemispheres, only instead of couples, each hemisphere is seen over by an elder selected by majority vote, usually a daughter of one of the princesses that didn't have children first, so they all behave like they have something to prove. And yes, that means we're distantly related. The problem with them being voted in, is that it's a rigged system and the most proper fairy is usually chosen. Something I never really realized until after all of the recent events opened my eyes more to the flaws and corruption.

Alessia He laughed actually stomach holding head back tear rolling laughed at me. when he stopped and wiped his tears away he looked at me "My dear no magic, manifest or herbal is used anywhere in the world without my knowledge, the witches were suddenly cloaking their little coven to all but humans and were using herbs to lock someone's gifts of course I had to see why, imagine my shock to see that the wolf kings daughter was hiding a small child that was both wolf and vampire."

I placed my hands on my chin. She smiled, as she rested her head on my laps, and prepared herself for my story. "Okay I remember one. Once upon a time, there was a beautiful fairy. Her name is Bella. She had a beautiful black and long hair, just like yours. And a beautiful set of chocolate brown eyes like yours as well. She was five years old and she had no wings like her other brothers and sisters. Because of it, no one ever liked her..." Thus, I went on and on

Gwen gave all of them their tasks and they complied without a hitch while Giselle, Leah and Wanda followed Gwen into the woods, away from the clearing. "Can you two just warm up for a while without doing anything lethal? I need to talk to Wanda." Gwen asked her sisters who readily agreed looking at each other challengingly. "What's wrong Gwen?" Wanda asked once they were away from the two. "Wanda? Did your wings come out?" Gwen bluntly chased the topic, making Wanda flustered. "I...Wh...um...no?" Wanda meekly answered. "I guessed it. It's fine. I know fairies grow their wings as soon as they reach the age five just like how wolves have their first shift at the age of four." Gwen said and kno

Helena said, smiling. “A witch?” I asked in surprise, glancing at both Helena and Jackson. “Hello,” I said politely. She didn’t resemble the witches from fairy tales—she seemed more like a kind fairy from Cinderella than an evil enchantress. “Let’s go inside, and I’ll explain everything you need to know,” Jackson said. We sat in the fireplace room, where I had already heard unbelievable stories before. Last time, I learned about werewolves. Today, I was discovering that witches also existed. I even chuckled a little. How had I ever believed werewolves were the only magical beings in this world?