The Last Surviving Fairy Princess (Book 1 of The Fairy Princess Series)

Prologue

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"Father, I beg of you, to look down upon me from whatever celestial realm you now reside in, and to guide my weary soul through these turbulent times. I miss you dearly, but I am not alone; your teachings live on within me, and I swear to honor your memory by restoring our kingdom to its former glory. I will rule with compassion and understanding, just as you did, and I will not fail to protect our people from the cruelty that now plagues them. I promise to avenge the deaths of my sisters and to bring Ethan, that treacherous wretch, to justice. I will not rest until our kingdom is whole again, and until your name is once more spoken with reverence and respect." Amara spoke softly to herself, as if her father could hear her from beyond the grave.

She wished he was still alive, to guide her through the perilous situation she faced. She missed him and her sisters terribly, but she did not let her grief overcome her. She made a solemn vow to herself, to save their kingdom from the dark forces that threatened it. She would make her father proud of her, proud of the brave and strong fairy princess she had become.

The forest was eerily quiet as Amara, crept through the dense underbrush. She was on the hunt for the dark sorcerer Ethan, who had been wreaking havoc on her kingdom. Her delicate, pointed ears twitched at the sound of distant howling, a chill running down her spine. Suddenly, she stumbled upon a group of dark elves, his loyal subjects. They were laughing maniacally, their fangs glinting in the dim light. Without a second thought, Amara leaped into battle with them, her wings fluttering as she dashed between the elves, using her magic to deflect their blows and her enchanted sword to strike them down.

The fight was intense and brutal, but Amara was skilled and determined. Just as she was about to deliver the final blow to the leader of the dark elves, a massive figure crashed through the trees behind her. It was a beautiful black werewolf with the brightest blue eyes she had ever seen. The werewolf threw itself at the dark elves, tearing into them with ferocious strength. Amara paused for a moment, astonished at the sudden appearance of this powerful ally, before rejoining the battle with renewed vigor. Together, they quickly defeated the dark elves and stood panting, surrounded by the bodies of their fallen foes.

Amara gasped for breath, her wings beating rapidly as she circled Gabriel. She felt a surge of gratitude and curiosity towards the werewolf who had just helped her defeat the dark elves. She watched in awe as he shifted from his wolf form to his human form, revealing a striking appearance that matched his animal counterpart. He had jet-black hair that fell over his forehead, piercing blue eyes that contrasted with his olive skin, and a muscular body that stood six feet tall. "Thank you for helping me," Amara said, her voice trembling. "I'm Amara, the fairy princess." She hoped he would help her on her journey, for she sensed a connection between them that she wanted to explore.

Gabriel smiled at Amara as he replied "I'm Gabriel and it was my pleasure to help you, princess." Gabriel couldn't take his eyes off Amara as she was breathtaking with long white hair, the greenest eyes, and breathtaking crystal blue wings.

They both walked for a while, side by side until they found a quiet spot to sit down. Amara couldn't help but feel a strange connection with Gabriel. She felt like she had known him for a long time.

"So, Gabriel, what brings you here, to this forest?" she asked, genuinely curious.

Gabriel smiled at her question. "Well, Amara, I've been exiled from my pack for refusing to partake in their cruel rituals. I was raised as the next in line to be Alpha, but never truly fit in with my kind. I've always felt more at home with nature and its creatures. So, when I was given the choice to either stay and continue to participate or leave, I chose to leave."

He took a deep breath and continued. "I've been living in the forest for a while now, learning from it and finding peace within myself. I've also made a few friends along the way, like the unicorns and pegasus. They've been quite helpful in teaching me about their magic and how to control it."

Amara listened intently, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "That sounds incredible! What about the dark sorcerer Ethan? Have you encountered him before?"

"Oh, him? Yes, I've heard stories about him. He's quite the powerful sorcerer, but his magic is twisted and dark. I've managed to avoid him so far, but I know that he has been seen in these parts recently. Why do you ask?" Gabriel replied, tilting his head in curiosity.

"Well, I'm actually on a mission to stop him from unleashing an ancient evil upon the world. I've been tracking him for quite some time now," Amara confessed, her expression becoming serious. "I could use your help, Gabriel. You're strong and have a deep connection with nature, which is exactly what we need to stand against him. What do you say?"

Gabriel thought for a moment, weighing his options. He knew that if he didn't help Amara, Ethan could very well destroy everything he had come to love about the forest. On the other hand, there was a chance that he might not survive such a dangerous mission. "Alright, Amara," he finally said. "I'll help you stop Ethan. Together, we can make sure that the fairy kingdom and its creatures are safe."

Amara knew they couldn't sit around for too long as Ethan had his dark creature all through the forest looking for her as if she were the last fairy princess after he destroyed her whole family.

"Let's head out then, the faster we find him the faster we can put an end to all this," Amara said with determination. Gabriel nodded in agreement, feeling a sense of purpose and responsibility weighing heavily on his shoulders.