Dark Fae Creatures Novels & Stories

>>Quincy Slashing the atmosphere with a dark magic tool creates a portal that opens to the realm of magic. Although, it is specific to dark continents only. Just like how the Dryad, the light magic spirit doesn’t allow the undead creatures to pass through it and enter the magical forest, the dark continent is a place that is void of light magical creatures. And the Fae can not use dark magic tools at all. I stared at the dark hollow portal I just made and sighed.

They were definitely Dark Fae. Backing away, he never took his eyes from the creature as he said, “I take it these two are yer special attraction?” Bile rose in his throat as he thought of his lovely Bronaugh turning into one of these things. He swallowed it down with great effort. Keegan came up next to him and clapped him on the shoulder. “Wolves come from miles around to try to kill these things before they suck their souls.” “I see no one has succeeded yet.” “Not yet. Care to give it a try?”

He took his time, laughing, and when he finished, he answered her in a tone that made her feel inferior, "My dear, they sent you to earth, you know nothing, you do not know your nature or the nature of your enemies. They rebelled against it, seeking absolute power, and began plotting to kill each other, until they were cursed and sentenced to exile to the earth, and they fell to it, cursed with the curse of darkness and thirst for blood. As for me, I am a creature of fire, I was sent behind them to the earth in order to increase their corruption, threatening to spread moths and corruption among them and urging them to psychological destruction, in order to lead them from their necks to the

I ask, needing a confirmation of what I already know. "You already know Sarrtina. There's Zacharie and Hasiah and they are just as dangerous as Sarrtina, if not more. Then there's Achilles." "She's the blonde?" "Yes." Zaralina says. "What makes her truly evil and vicious is the world of pain which has created so much darkness inside of her." For some reason I want to know more about this Achilles. When I saw her in my dream I felt like I knew her from somewhere, her eyes were oddly familiar. But it could be because all these nonhuman eyes look very similar.

Junior asked me curiously. I gazed at him knowing if I should tell the truth I would be in danger. He and everyone would think I'm a witch and I would be burned alive. Bazaar believes werewolves were caused by witches somehow awakening a very dark vicious animal spirit to take over man's soul that's why a werewolf is able to shift within a human form. He believes that the evil spirits had managed to create more creatures like him in populating the world just like us humans and other animals. "You should be happy I fought hard to escape because I could have died!" I shouted at him hiding the truth that it was the blood-eye wolf who had saved me.

The two of you are far stronger together than either of you could ever be apart. There was a ringing silence and Georgia was happier than ever that her instinct brought her here. “What was the color of the one who hunts you?” Abbi asked Hayden. “Black.” She sighed. “Then it is true. They have returned. The original Alphas that fled to the mountain were from a special bloodline. They were the strongest of all werewolves. They believe that they are destined to rule over man and wolf both. Their mission in life is to hunt and kill Lycans who they believe are their only natural threats. Because of their distinct black fur, they became known as the dark ones.”

“What kind of creatures?” Dorian replied, his eyes narrowing as he recalled the reports. “Murkbeasts, primarily. They thrive in the dark and often hunt in packs. When fueled by resentment or fear, they become more aggressive. They’re drawn to individuals like you, Eliza, those who possess latent power. They’ll see you as both a target and a prize.” The uncertainty wrapped around my heart like a vice. “Latent power? I’ve only just begun to touch the surface of my abilities.”

The forest itself seemed to bend toward her, leaves shivering, shadows bowing. Circe’s lips curved into a smile, cold and sharp. “Yes, shine brighter, little queen. The brighter the flame, the deeper the shadow it casts.” Behind her, the darkness shifted. Not wolves, not lycans, but creatures loyal only to her—shades that thrived on fear, unseen by mortal eyes. They hissed and slithered like smoke, feeding on the energy of the night.

“No it’s too dangerous. No sane person would take that route.” He made to leave and she stretched an arm out and stopped him. “No, that’s the exact route I’m looking for.” She grinned. Rhysal disapproved the entire time he snuck her away from the festival but she kept a strong grip on his arm, preventing him from getting away. He pulled her to a stop in front of a door. “Behind these doors are one of the most vicious creatures to ever exist. They are wild, untamed and proud. Many Fae have tried to ride them and nearly all of them sustained injuries and needed a full day to recover.”

I apologize. But for those who like it, don't forget to check my other book. I also have a new ongoing one (PULSE: A CONTRACT WITH DAMIEN.) A seven in one book. Let's give you a sneak peek shall we? Vampires -Death. Fae's - Darkness. Demons - Agony. Werewolves - Curse. Humans - Fear. Witches/ Warlocks/ and Beasts - Dark magic. DOOM(HELL) - ALL. ALL THE SPECIES AND THEIR TRIBULATIONS.