The Winx

Helia’s p.o.v
Ever since the announcement that Flora is still alive, I’ve felt different. I guess tu could say I’m still in amor with her. However I know she would never forgive me. After all I broke her on multiple occasions. I heard a shuffling sound come from my balcony. I got up and went outside. I felt my corazón beat race at what I saw. I picked her up as she hugged me and dicho I’m sorry. I told her I’m the one who should be sorry, and I realized you’re the one I’ve been in amor with all along. She smiled before I brought her close as kiss her fresa scented lips. As we...

This is gonna be AU, a what would have happened if the Trix won type thing

"Here I am in all my majesty and there is nothing tu won't get to see come along and I'll give tu my world in one-hundred-forty characters."

Icy stood before her people...they were hers she smiled wickedly to herself as they all bowed before her. It was a mes after she and her sisters took the place over. They did some pretty serious redecorating--from the three schools right down to the very streets of Magix. Everything was many shades darker, and in disorganized splashes of blue, purple, and pink. Icy insisted on...

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As tu know I've been thinking about telling my father about Joshua, just telling him and Lilo how I feel. But there's the downside; my father think I'm still too "young" to be dating. Firstly, he isn't my boyfriend yet and secondly, I'm eighteen so I do have the right to date. I'm legally an adult here (in Solaria I have to be seventeen) so even in my own Kingdom I'm an adult.

You know what I've been thinking about lately? The fact that hadas are told as stories for little children. It's weird because I'm an adult and people are making up stories for...

Icy was quite so far from fine in fact that she found herself slumping to the floor. The weight of everything that happened, everything that was to come, finally setting in--taking its physical toll. Every little thing that Icy had suppressed spilled over; all the pressures, all the insecurities, all the questions. "How can I be a mother?" "Will this kid even like me?" "How will I tell the kid about its father?" "How will everyone else treat me?"

"Why?"

And Icy cried. Not just a few tears. Not just short and simple ten minuto fit. It was an all out bawl; choked sobs, shaking body, uneven breaths....