Zancrow Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

The room fell silent as the girl glared at me. Rachel interrupted the awkward silence by suggesting a walk outside for some fresh air. I agreed and off we went. The rain has stopped and the sun had finally made an appearance. Birds were singing away in the trees and children were playing happily around us. I listened as Rachel explained the girl who was called Gina, had been an orphan from a pack that had been destroyed in a bad attack years ago. The old Alpha of this pack had allowed her to join this pack. She was only four years old and the only survivor.

“Unlucky draw for the dragon, then.” “What if he rages over our selection and takes it out on everyone?” “He won’t.” The kind seemed confident in his answer, though Nya had no idea how he could tell what a wild beast might do. “What if he does?” Zar turned and looked her straight in the eyes then. “He won’t. It is the girl. Her fate is sealed. Please… don’t, Nya. We can’t do this every year.”

General Zoe took on the grand commander, while Dimitri took on Hinge, Obito took on Jace, Trixta took on Toddler, and Cranx took on Greg, while Drex assisted General Zoe in defeating The grand commander The grand commander charged up turning towards Drex with another punch, Drex barely managed to intercept the punch but the punch still landed on him, making him bleed through his nostrils, General Zoe used his superhuman wave to blast the grand commander away, Drex left the fight and headed towards to Goddess of Romania (2000 years old fairy), she was the oldest being in Judi realm next to the one above beings Shalen (the creator of Judi realm who is an immortal). The goddess was in her inner

Aserah said. Eleand agreed. He surveyed the foods on the table— fruits, meats, and vegetables. Lifa was in sight, busy preparing for drinks along with the other two faeries. “So, you’re Eleand. We are not properly introduced. I’m Zanti,” said the trouble-looking faerie in front of him. He wore a black tunic with gray linings—good thing that he was not wearing the black hood that he saw yesterday. His eyes didn’t miss the intricate tattoo on his left arms down to his fingers.

Hiding her smile once again, as she raked the man’s side view with her desirous gaze, Zara asked, “Where are we going? We have been walking for a while, and the manor is no longer in sight.” “We are going somewhere special. You will love it.” “Hmm,” Zara hummed in response and her eyes caught the sight of a building that had a wolf symbol huger than others. “What is it like being a half-fairy?” Zoey suddenly asked, his question startling her greatly. Zaramanni had unfortunately forgotten about the night Zoey found out about her true identity which she had been trying so hard to reveal to him. As her mind replayed the events of that night, she recalled the surprising twist of events where Kin

Fairies affected by the negative energy and curse treated Zen no differently from Damian. “That’s the last one,” Damian excitedly nudged Zen with an elbow. “He looks more powerful than the others I caught. Look at that! He even has a tiny spear. He can lead the other fairies into a coup d’etat and take down that bald baron!” Stunned, Zen turned to the overly excited engineer with a frown. “How do you know if the baron is bald?”

********************* Prologue ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Once Upon a time, three best friends, Barwolf, Gerwulf and Zelina, went in search of powers until they arrived at the River of Darkness. There they met one of the Princes of Hell; Belphagor, who offered them powers greater than the Creator but in exchange for Zelina who is a beautiful Dragon Queen. Barwolf and Gerwulf fought and defeated Zelina and offered her to Belphagor and he fulfilled his promises. After they left, Belphagor summoned his remaining four brothers and they rap.ed Zelina for six days and then they throw her into the River of Darkness.

𝗛𝗲 𝘀𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗹𝘆, 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻. "What happened that day, was not your fault. The person who did that was. Not. You." "But it was. It was me. How-......" "No, its not. That was Anak-har. The Zannicus I know is the kind one. The one who helps and cares for the people he loves. The one who loves to cook, do pranks with his friends, play with the pups and defend his pack. The one who would kill if anyone ever dared to steal his chocolate. Or burn his precious bacon."

Zane is different somehow. Thinking of what I know about Zane, he's the most powerful in his coven and is the only one who can use necromancy magic. What am I missing about him? It’s like it’s right there on the tip of my tongue, but my mind just can’t fully pinpoint it. Zane is a warlock, that is for sure, but his magic is strong, powerful, and unlike anything I’ve seen. No one in the coven has the full abilities he has.

For the first time, I felt like the intruder, a ridiculous, unnecessary clown. Sienna turned to me and urged, “Zach, hurry up.” Lance, now completely enraged, lunged at me with the knife, and screamed, “This is all your fault! Sienna belongs to me!” I instinctively raised my hand to block. The blade sliced through my palm. Warm blood gushed out instantly, staining my white suit crimson. Lance froze for a moment, stunned by what he had done, and his legs gave way. He tumbled down a few steps.