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Fairies Punch Too

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? -*- Come talk to me on discord at Aryna Stan#5852 I'd love to hear your thoughts... -*-

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Chapter 99

unedited!!! Please don't read yet

Eden paced the entire length of her living room, waiting for the carriage from the West Council. It had been decided that they would all stay in a camp on the outskirts of West Village for two days before getting started on their first mission and Eden was very nervous.

No matter how much Poppy tried to convince her, she couldn't help feeling that way because all of the Heroes had manifested their abilities a long time before she did and no doubt knew how to use it better and were pretty strong.

"Eden, sit still or even better, use your wings, before you walk a hole into my floor." Her mother noted, flying into the room with a small vase holding a flower seedling.

Eden just plopped on a cushion, disliking the thought of flying, although the cottage had a very high ceiling with plentiful windows to give an air of openness, she always felt trapped flying indoors so she did as little of that as possible.