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" Guys! guess what!?" Lucy shouts happily to the members of fairy tail "What?" "My sister is joining FAIRYTAIL? " Lucy yelled squealing "YOU HAVE A SISTER!?" They replied dumbfounded Editing: Grammar errors and story plot has been touched up.

Romeo Conbolt is a player. When he asks Wendy Marvell out on a date, he excpects her to swoon and have hearts in her eyes and answer right away with a 'yes'. But Wendy, is the only girl who DOESN'T like him. Suddenly intrigued and attracted, he tries showing her that there is a different person on the inside. Cause RoWen is my OTP ;3 DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Fairy Tail or its characters, I only own the plot and my OC along with the 'different personalities' the characters have adopted. COMPLETED

New girl in the fairy tail guild and she's how do you say....different she has a new magic that they have never seen before and she ends up doing the one thing that is not aloud to do she fell in love with a mysterious dragon slayer.......Read the story and find out what happens

You and Gajeel are dragon slayers and childhood friends you love him as a friend but sooner or later you begin to love him what happens when he finds out will he accepted it or decline it in never talk to you again

Fairy tail love story, Gajeel Redfox and Levy Mcgarden :) I do not own Fairy Tail, Hiro Mashima Does!

*edit: I made this forever ago. it's super cringey and doesn't follow anything.. srs m8s, have fun cringing* Hi, so this is my first ever book/fanfic. I hope you enjoy! It's been 7 months since the dragons left you and you've been searching for other dragon slayers until you stumble across Fairy Tail..... And a handsome pink haired dragon slayer. Will he feel the same way? You'll have to read to find out! DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own any of the Fairy Tail characters, they belong to Hiro Mashima. I do NOT own you either, you belong to you. But I do, in fact, own Caramel and Francis. *edit: I made this forever ago. it's super cringey and doesn't follow anything.. srs m8s, have fun cringing*

[complete] Life was a continuous, repetitive cycle. Things pass, perhaps stopping even a second to wave. Everything had a pattern. Until you meet an interesting pink-haired boy, who drags you into his world.