Wizard Fairy Novels & Stories

suddenly his voice became high and full of emotion. I blinked in surprise at my mother's reaction, "no ma'am. He'll definitely be back, I promise. Me, and Royce . . . as well as Will, will bring Reyna home.” I said earnestly, without thinking about the words that just came out of my mouth. Mom squinted, "Will?" he asked in surprise. I nodded my head to make him believe me, "Yes ma'am. He's the young wizard who came to my birthday party wearing a strange outfit." I tried to remind my mother about the young man I love.

I guess her height is 176 cm which is 12 cm different from me, who has a height of 188 cm. She is beautiful, enchanting. A unique beauty, I called her beauty "fairy tale beauty". Is she from another country? She looks different from a common girl in this country. After a while, she finally realized that I was staring at her. That girl, Nadya, whom I didn't know her name at that time, saw me too. While I looked at her with a look full of admiration, she smiled at me. Her cheeks weren't red, maybe that's her "Candle skin" uniqueness, but I could sure that she was shy when I looked at her. And behold, even her gaze is so different; her gaze is gentle, delicate, and winning. I swear she looks li

Alma spins in a circle, pulling out two small daggers from her cloak and slicing into five of the rebels surrounding her. As the crows begins to take notice, the werebears, completing the partial transformation they had already begun, barrel their way into the crowd. Alma rushes below the arms of the enemy. Her feathers begin to shift, her arms turning into wings. She glances back, catching sight of Olisnia's long, gleaming whip flicking through the air. It wraps around multiple rebels, flinging them across the courtyard.

The summer before eighth grade, Abby and I had been playing pretend fairies outside for the past week, fluttering and skipping in the humidity of the woods. I liked the idea of fantastical things — fairies, dragons, wizards, vampires, and the rest of them — but Abby seemed to believe it. She came to me with love spells, and we performed them with our whole hearts. She smeared us with red clay so we would live forever, and when she told me not to go into the woods alone because of preying beasts, she didn't stammer or flinch.

she smiles. “Shrinking logs is complicated, but this…” I say, waving my slightly trembling hands around the hut, “... this isn’t complicated?” “I’m a Venusian Witch,” she says as if that ought to explain everything. I wait, too befuddled to make a smart comment. “It’s the one bit of my magic honed to perfection. I can turn any space beautiful, even when I’m at my weakest. It’s pretty much the only kind of magic I’m allowed to perform.”

And before I am the Weeping Woman, crying. "I'm so sorry," she dropped to the floor and cried. "I just…I just wanted my Tomas back. I want Tomas back." Viola weeps. I sighed and looked at Zayn, who reached inside his cloak and handed me a chalk. I went to an empty wall and drew a rectangular door and characters representing runes. I placed my hand on the wall and closed my eyes as I spoke the ancient tongue of the witches before me. A warm, tingling feeling against my hand meant the magic was a success.

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

"You had a non-dragon mate that you rejected, didn't you?" Fafnir let out an aroused sounding moan, and hearing it coming through the phone was a little more than disturbing to say the least. "Oh boy did I ever. Scarlett. She was the fire fairy princess of our hemisphere. Drop dead gorgeous, curves like you wouldn't believe, long wavy blood red hair, sparkling orange eyes, the heart of a saint with the level of crazy that could keep a man happy in bed until his dying breath." "What ever happened between the two of you?"

She knew the pros and cons and consequences of some of the things not known to anyone. Listening to her reasoning, Valor was also stunned. Because he didn’t give it a thought. They were in fairy land. He belonged here. It was his homeland. He was a fairy. His magic was the most powerful here. Besides Evanora was a witch and was an outsider here, who wasn’t invited. Hence, her magic was weak compared to him. Why He didn’t give it a thought! Averting his gaze from their intertwined hands with the red beaded thread, he came up with an idea,

I twirl over to them as I giggle. "Welcome, mighty warriors. I've been waiting for you." I say to Jessi and her mate. I then turn to the other man. "Thank you for bringing my mate." "What's your name, and what are you?" The man asks me. I don't know his name, but he's handsome with dark brown hair and brown eyes. "My name is Davina, and I'm a fairy. Not like the ones you read about in storybooks, although my magic is just as powerful." I tell him as I twirl around and giggle with excitement.