Beautiful Dark Fairy Novels & Stories

"Take your men and wipe out the goblins below us. There's another force coming up that wooded hill to our right, they're mine." Rhett swung his arms back and forth and rolled out his neck. "You got it; I hate those slimy fuckers." As Rhett signaled his men and they crept down to the valley, Damien reached inside the minds of his men and told them about the surprise awaiting them. Damien walked out and stood at the edge of the hill. He bent his neck from side to side then shook out his hands. As the first wolf appeared from the forest, Damien closed his eyes. He waited until the hillside was littered with as many men as possible, he could see each of their faces and the whites of their eyes.

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

“Not your storybook princesses. Not fish-tailed angels. But creatures of tide and hunger. Their songs aren’t lullabies, they are traps. They drag ships under, for fun. For vengeance. For a different kind of delicacy.” I saw black eyes in green water, mouths filled with rows of sharp teeth. I was gripping the stool so hard my knuckles ached. “Fair folk,” she said, her voice turning sharp. “Don’t ever call them fairies. That word is a lie. They are not cute. They are not kind. They are old as time, twisted by beauty and cruelty. They trade in riddles and pain. Step into their realm, and time will forget you. You will come back hollow, if you come back at all.”

Their feet and arms were chained to the chains that were linked to the walls, limiting their body movements. I could tell that they were strong and strictly trained. All weak humans would have been scared and in tears, not quiet and collected. "Dark fairies, I call on you." I said calmly as a few appeared next to me. All dark fairies had no specific gender and they were referred to by rank / name or the word it. They took any shape or form of anything they liked. So while others looked like male demons, some looked like female demons. A lot of them served those of high rank because they were skilled in most things. Only two served Ducan and they only answered to him.

Her eyes closed, a profound concentration on her face. Then, with a deep breath, she plunged her hand into the light. The vortex pulsed, and from its depths, a figure began to coalesce. He emerged, tall and regal, his skin like polished obsidian, his hair a cascade of silver that shimmered with starlight. His eyes, though dark, held a piercing intensity, and a faint, intricate pattern of glowing runes adorned his cheekbones. He wore robes of midnight silk, adorned with constellations. He was a Dark Fae, but one of immense power and ancient lineage.

“The fairies, the very ones that brought bloodshed to Zenrada, are tenants on this land?” “Yes. Did I call that human in Amok gutsy? The fairies are the crazy and gutsy ones.” “That’s stupid of them. But then, I always thought fairies were good creatures. How could they have done such a thing?” Clarissa smiled. “The fairies are not all that pleasant. I have often heard that one of their ancestors used to be a dark elf who found his way to pollute a fraction of Amarxona. So, if you meet a fairy who is highly sketchy, he is probably a descendant of that dark elf.”

"As soon as you agree to only be with me." Dark faeries can read your mind. "Yes, one of our many abilities, my Princess. You have an very intriguing mind. So witty, pure, kind, and innocent. You've been broken. Shattered. Lonely. Your parents don't deserve you. Nor do those bloodsuckers that can't walk in the sun. I didn't know about your past and won't pry any further until you want to share those parts of yourself with me. Just know you are quiet fascinating."

He realized it was because she did not trust him and he felt how afraid she was at that moment, he then stopped at a place where there were some bus seats and he offered her to have a seat with him. “Okay what do you want to know?” he asked her and she took some time before responding. “everything there is,” she said and he agreed to explain to her everything that was going on, he explained to her who Unseelie were and the difference between them and the fairies they had the dark magic and the fairies had the light hence that’s why they were so beautiful compared to Unseelie who had very ugly faces. He further explained to her about the dark-winged fairies who are the most dangerous of them

But bef're those gents can summon it, the fairies art gone because their pow'rs wast abs'rb by the relics and somehow, transf'rr'd it with the first m'rtal in Wyst'ria. The dark l'rd uses deception, manipulation, and temptation. That gent poison's the mind who is't hast negativity in the heart. Beware, since the essence of the dark l'rd is clinging in the castle. The castle is nay longeth'r safe, mine own mistress. I felt weakened by what I heard. I don't understand him very well, but I can match everything. I was more terrified because everything was complicated and it was scary that the king of darkness was not dead, but just sealed away.

At least, not any humans. The dark sidhe duo consisted of one woman and one man. The woman had crimson hair; the kind of red which only looked natural on a cardinal or a rose. Or a fairy. It was pulled back into an elaborate braid which dangled down to her waist and the vivid color brought out the odd bluish tones in her pale skin. Her eyes were acid green, slit like a snake's, and when she smiled, she revealed a set of fangs.