Something is murdering people in Magnolia. When Lucy is attacked, Natsu goes on a rampage to find the culprit, and everyone in Fairy Tail wants revenge. But could this bloodthirsty attacker be someone they know? Warning: High octane nightmare fuel! Do not read while eating, and beware of red eyes in the dark!

For 24 hours, Natsu and Gray must endure the sweetest temptation. [NaLu] [Gruvia]

Jellal saw her sitting on the bench, blushing, a heart-shaped box in her hands. Was this...for him? Two-shot for Valentine's Day and White Day.

The team's mission is to put on a children's play about the seasons. Natsu is obviously summer, Gray is perfect for winter, but the two boys argue which seasons Lucy and Erza portray. Why does Natsu think Lucy is Spring? Will the play succeed when Summer and Winter clash on stage? Will Erza ever manage to recite her lines? Come find out!

After a regular mission goes horribly awry, Lucy goes missing without a trace and Fairy Tail painfully resigns themselves to the fact that she is lost to them forever. However, as evil forces gather, Fiore is thrown into chaos, catapulting all legal guild members to the front line of a violent, bloodthirsty war, which ironically, may just heal their broken hearts.

Levi insists upon cleanliness at the dining table. Hands, wrists, arms, neck...other places...

Natsu proves to be quite the unexpected source of help when Lucy has writer's block. [NaLu] [now a two-shot!]

Once a year, Dragon Slayers have to deal with the Hunter's Moon, a mating day. Natsu, however, has never figured out how to deal with this, until he decides to go to Lucy's place. NaLu. One Shot.

Gruvia. Minor NaLu. "Just go down and stay down!" Gray hurriedly pushed her head into the water. And boy, did she go down on him. In which Gray is mortified and...turned on? This was so wrong.

Lucy and Natsu are forced to share a hotel room. Sleeping with a guy gets Lucy curious, especially when it seems like Natsu is having a VERY good dream.

A normal day at the guild turns into something much more. Mature readers only, please. NaLu smut.

My arms get cold in february air; please don't lose hold of me out there.

A simple game of hopscotch gone awry.