Aryna_Stan

AN: The book is currently being edited, I apologize if you have already started to read, it'll should be ready very soon, thank you.


WINNER OF WFP #5 FEMALE LEAD (WEAK TO STRONG GOLD TIER )

Eden Mariach is a Fairy and like all Fairies, is expected to sit still and look pretty.

 In Aria there are two kinds of creatures that live together, the Fairies and the Elves but the Fairies are practically slaves to the Elves.

Eden wants to change this but can she? When her very own weak and fragile nature is against her.

Lily Larue hates his purple hair and he hates his name, he's not too excited about being a Fairy either plus the fact that he's supposed to be the strongest light Fairy but he can't even light a candle.

Poppy Payne is the perfect Fairy Hero but all isn't as it seems.

Aster Maloy simply doesn't care, he's emotionless and lost with no sense of right or wrong.

Daisy Dane hides his true self because he's scared of being rejected.

And Orchid Oak just wants to be different, she wants to count.

Six Heroes with different stories and pasts come together to save a city that doesn't want to be saved. Will they be able to put their issues aside to save their Kind?




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Fairies Punch Too

"Ouch!" Eden squealed when she hit the ground hard. "Ow!" She sat up, holding her head. Somehow she had managed to roll off her bed, again! Maybe she should go to the Artistry to ask for bars for her bed.

She stood up and shook the dizziness away, fluttering her wing. There were sparkles of Fairy dust where she had fallen and she grumbled, she would have to sweep it off.

Fairies didn't always release Fairy dust from their wings whenever they moved or that would be a waste of the sparkly dust, not to mention the piles of it that would gather in houses.

So Fairy dust was only released when the Fairy wanted it to be, it could also sprinkle everywhere if they were feeling an intense kind of emotion.

Well almost cracking your head on the wooden floor counts as intense so there was a small pile of the gold dust on the ground beside her bed.

Chapter 55