Best Fae Books Novels & Stories

I prompted. “I am reading the epic poems by the Fae Sage Yric of Cynraed, most particularly the Paragon of Theodghar and the Deceit of Elovyn.” “Poetry,” I sat back on my heels and regarded him in bemusement. The beautiful golden-haired man was absorbed in reading poetry, or all the unusual things for him to possibly be reading in a dragon’s cave, poetry had not even entered my speculative list. “I did not imagine you would read poetry.”

"Yes mummy, you are a halfbreed. You have the blood of the witch and the werewolf. After I had that horrifying dream, a fae appeared to me and gave me this book." Wait, how the hell did she know what a fae was. In fact, how did she see the fae? It is something impossible. A fae is a mystical being hidden from the face of every being in the world. Any fae caught then in the pack was always killed because they had been considered bad luck. Only the witches has the ability to talk to a fae or see one. "She told me this would lead you on how to un-spell Daddy and how to get rid of Sean."

I propped one of the books open on my legs and began to browse through it. Easton and I read the book together. I was glad to find that he read at the same speed as me, so I didn’t have to wait for him to finish before turning a page. We stayed in the library looking through different books about the Fae and Fae history for what seemed like an hour. I felt someone trying to mind link me, and opened the link. ‘Em, are you still in the library?’ Hannah’s voice asked. ‘Yeah. What’s up?’ I linked back.

I almost missed my chance to hold my child, just once. Home is a magical place. It has a literal living, breathing magic essence that brings the rivers, trees, and all of nature to life. There were very few Fae, or magical beings, that didn’t prefer to live here. Humans tended to believe Fae meant fairy, or that what they deemed to be mythical beasts, weren’t magical. But Fae is all those that belong to the world of Selene and magic. Our architecture, for those that prefer buildings, looked like it came straight out of a fantasy novel. The large castle with many towers sprawling over acres of land, vines, and flowers covered the outside of the first two floors.

Sending love and well wishes to you all xx A trail of water dripped behind Bellamy as he emerged from the shower, a towel hung loosely around his waist as he ruffled another towel through his now damp curls. “Whatcha reading gorgeous?” he nodded to Thea. Placing an intricately carved silver bookmark in between the pages, she placed her book down on the bedside table. Letting out a contented sigh, she stretched her arms and legs out on the bed. “It’s called ‘Her Fae Lovers’ by one of my favourite authors, Jane Knight.” A sleepy smile danced across her face as she dragged her eyes over Bellamy’s wet, exposed torso. Little pearls of water clung to his taught, tanned skin making him glisten unde

"But understanding history helps us avoid repeating its worst mistakes. That is why Prince Lucien wants you educated. Knowledge is power Elara. The only power that cannot be easily taken from you." Over the following days I learned with a hunger that surprised us both. Elias taught me letters and sounds. How they combined into words,how words formed sentences that carried meaning across time and space. Within two weeks I could read simple texts. Within a month I was working through basic history books on my own while Elias guided me through more complex concepts. I learned about the Fae. The mysterious race that predated both vampires and werewolves. They had commanded magic that shaped real

Asteria asks, and I look at the pages and gently caress it. “It says this is the book of the ancient fae. There are water colour pictures of lands and fae folk. It is truly beautiful.” The black ink changes colour to gold before they fade into nothing again. “They have disappeared. Why did they disappear?” I ask, in sadness. “Your power is temporary right now. But at least I know you have something, Rosa. You are her descendant. That book there is Rosalie’s. It is the missing book of the ancient fae. How did you find it?” Odessa asks but I don’t need to tell her because she already knows.

He didn’t want to believe Kaelani was in another realm—because if she was, he didn’t know how to get to her. Jace reached for one of the older books, its spine cracked and frayed from constant use. “This one’s been the most promising.” He flipped it open and turned toward a page he had dog-eared days ago. The parchment was filled with archaic lettering and faded ink sketches, a list of powers attributed to the fae. He slid the book across the table until it sat between him and Julian, then dragged a finger down the column of abilities. “We know she can control nature,” he said, his voice calm and focused. “We saw it in the woods that day—the trees, the vines… they moved for her.”

The air grew thick with the sound of turning pages and the scent of dust they were disturbing for the first time in decades. Nate’s mind reeled as he read. The books spoke of creatures he’d only ever seen in movies. There were bestiaries detailing dragons, their scales described with metallic precision. He found genealogical charts for vampiric bloodlines and treaties on fae territories. It was a hidden history of the world, all contained in this impossible room, and he could barely believe any of it was real. The books themselves were artifacts, some dating back hundreds of years, their pages brittle and their ink faded. “So… dragons? Vampires? They’re real?” Nate breathed, his voice hushed

The book falls with a thud onto the bed frame. It glows brightly in the sunlight and I do not dare touch it. Its leather bound cover is worn and tattered. It looks to be older than the kingdom itself. Strange lettering is on the front of the book. Symbols from a language that I do not recognize. My fingers itch to touch the cover of the book. Reaching out a finger I lay it gently on the cover of the book. The symbols on the cover shift and change into words that I can understand. "Prophecies of the Fae."