Broken Fae Novels & Stories

Something's wrong with Kade. My heart stopped. "Kade? KADE?" His presence flickered. Unstable. Being pulled apart. *Sera. Don't panic. I'm—* The bond severed. Reformed. Severed again. "WHAT'S HAPPENING TO HIM?" Lyra appeared. "The foundation is collapsing. The protection Kade became—it's breaking down." "How? Why?" "Something's attacking the structure itself." Through the fragmenting bonds, I felt Kade struggling. Trying to hold reality together. Being torn apart.

Zarek steps up beside me, fingers dancing across a small console embedded in his bracer. “Watch this,” he says grimly. The map shifts, enlarges in front of us. The focus zooms in on a realm I don’t immediately recognize, it’s torn., scarred down the middle like someone’s dug a claw through reality itself. There are breaches, dozens of them, scattered like infection sites, raw rips in the veil. He toggles again, and we watch footage from each rift. Creatures swarming, riots in places where magic was outlawed centuries ago, lower fae pouring into realms they should never have access to. Enforcers disappearing mid-transit, their signal feeds going black one after the other.

Ian stood watching shapes flit from one shadow to another. He could hear music from live musicians playing. These Fae lived up to every nightmarish tale he’d ever read. Dancing, drinking, and not caring about the world around them. They destroyed as much as they created. Now, though, he’d caught glimpses of humans within their midst. Humans were so far gone into drink and drugs, they probably believed this was all a drug-induced hallucination.

Gods never understood the things they broke. But then… her smile faded. “However, there was a problem,” she whispered. Of course, there was. “There always is,” I growled. “Fenris did not awaken whole.” My blood ran cold. “What do you mean?” “He is fragmented. A soul torn and stitched together by force, not by nature. His bond to you is unstable. His power—volatile.” I clenched my jaw, trying to ignore the gnawing fear crawling up my spine. “What happens if he breaks?” I asked, though I wasn’t sure I wanted the answer.

Maybe I should have Elaine test it out too. ‘The Fae is gone’

“So, tell me once more, if ye dinna intellect, how it was that ye caught these Fae. I insight they’re no’ simple tae keep in one place.” “Nope. They beyond any doubt as hell aren’t,” Keegan concurred. “It took us a couple of tries, to be genuine with you, until we found the one thing that they couldn’t break out of. Their extreme weakness—iron. And indeed at that point, you have to have that shit all over. I cruel, all over. We had to pound it up and blend it in with the wood, making composite boards to construct this structure with. Their cell bars are all press. All of the windows have press bars. They can’t get anyplace close it.” “What happens if they do?”

“We must be on the outskirts of the village. There was one particular case which I guess was the last straw for her, where a man promised his first born in exchange for a potion to save his dying wife and tried to renege on the promise, the punishment of which is transmutation into a donkey for ten years.” “For breaking a promise, he would spend ten years as a donkey?” “That particular promise, yes. Lies and broken promises are despised above all things. Fae cannot lie. We can omit, mislead and evade,” there was a smile to his voice, “but lying is an ability we do not share with mankind, and we look poorly upon it as too often mankind uses this skill to defraud us.” “How odd.” “Can you recal

Do they even exist anymore? “It's not just any dragon but it's popularly known back in the ancient days as the Dark Fae Beast! Whoever manages to tame it, wins this round.” He said and everyone's heart stopped. If it were any dragon they wouldn't mind but a Dark Fae Beast? King seemed to lose it after hearing that as he shoved Mason to the ground. “Open this goddamn door at once!” This time it wasn't Mason that replied but another Elder. “Your Majesty, we would if we can but the barrier set was cast from an ancient time which works with only time. It will naturally fall if the time set elapsed but other than that, no one knows how to break it.”

"You just have to hold the line. Don't let them lose hope. If they stop believing in the Sovereign, the plague wins." "They don't believe in a Sovereign anymore, Sofia. They believe in a miracle," Pella said, her gaze fixed on the dark, looming silhouette of the Forbidden Forest through the open gate. "And miracles are fickle things. Be careful out there. The Fae ruins weren't built for us. They were built for things that don't know how to bleed." "I stopped being 'us' a long time ago," Sofia said, stepping out into the cold, damp air of the perimeter.

The silver storm froze. Every version of Emma suspended mid-integration. The End whispered one final warning. IF YOU DO THIS… YOU BREAK EVERYTHING. Emma closed her eyes. “I already am broken.” A pause. Then softly: “But maybe I don’t have to stay that way.” The storm shattered outward. Not collapse. Not completion. Something new. Something undefined. And the moment it happened— The void beyond reality cracked open violently. The First Ones screamed. The Observer staggered backward. The Mother turned sharply.