Dark Fae Creatures Novels & Stories

With that, I knew the door had been cracked open, just enough to let the first light of dawn seep through. But lurking in the shadows of that promising dawn were the Black Faes, a constant reminder that not all creatures sought the warmth of the sun. The Black Faes were ancient beings, their malice woven into the tapestry of their dark magic. Their reluctance to make peace was legendary, and their schemes, a tangle of thorns waiting to ensnare the unwary. Dealing with them required a deft hand and a watchful eye, for even a moment's lapse could lead to ruin.

But his Beast was hell-bent on destruction and had no fear, no strategy, just terrible, hungry animal instinct. The Dain was in no better shape, he noted as he charged towards him. The monster towered over him, over some of the trees. His body was bare bone and hanging, fetid, rotten flesh. His face was a skull, likely a bear’s with glowing blue witch lights for eyes. Antlers, uneven and broken protruded from the skull. Tamsin had long wondered what had happened to create such a foul thing. Had he ever been as Tamsin was? A Fae cursed and twisted by dark magic? There was no way to know. Carmun used her sons as a means of control over the Realm.

The wolves, carved from bone and instinct, were Her voice, loyal, feral and bound to the tides of Her will. The fae, born of Her laughter and beauty, they danced between realms, timeless, cruel, and bound by truth sharper than any blade. The vaelth, children of dusk and death. Vampyric wraith, not undead, but cursed descendants of sun hating sorcerers, who whispered secrets the living feared. The dragons, Her fire, Her fury, forgotten now by many, but never by the earth, shape shifters and fire breathers who dwelled in the royal courts of the mountains.

I turned the heels of my foot to walk out from there but- He said that he need to treat his wounds by me without any police's interference, it might be a severe injury if police is coming into picture at any case. I sighed frustratedly and went into the dark building, hoping I would find him somewhere. I passed through doorless opening of the building, it felt like I crossed an invisible shield and entered in a cold aura. With the help of my flashlight I witnessed some smoothie thick spider webs, lizards, bats, grey wool furred grubby rat and what not expected in a typical rumoured haunted place.

“It does not seem familiar, why do you ask?” “A… friend of mine, acquaintance… guest, whatever has been attacked by these creatures of darkness. They come from the otherworld, made of darkness and feed upon fear and rage. Their target is a woman not of this island and I was wondering if you could give me something to work with, if you have any idea of what they could possibly want from her.” “Ah… the darkness from my Herina’s vision.” My heart skips a beat, a vision? “Your daughter had a vision?” I ask, “One that included these monsters?”

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.

He said. “You were right.” Lucas said. “The bitch can walk in daylight. That’s why they’re going after the werewolf packs. To make more day walkers.” I said. “Day walkers that can shift into werewolves but have the thirst of a vampire.” Aria said. “Oh, we are so screwed.” I said. “Don’t worry. We’ll find her.” Lucas said. “We have to. We don’t have a choice. She’s the most dangerous thing out there.” I said.

” The voice came as I closed my eyes, seeing a family with a woman I could not recognize, kids, laughing and giggling while on the other side was the pack house. “What do you wish to know?” The female voice came. ‘Everything about my life. Will I be a good alpha?” I asked, “This is you” She showed me a place where everything was burning and I was holding onto something crying. Rhia, tied in chains, could not speak as she looked up at me. “No! No!” I cried before the light went out and I fell to the ground. “What the fuck was that?” I asked them, tears streaming down my face as Ariel came closer to me.

Despite being able to see the whisps as they moved and coalesced, I could see nothing of the forest or sky behind them. The animal she sat atop moved slowly, it's nose twitching and tongue lashing out. The sticky looking darkness rolled over the foot of a Fae warrior, and the touch was enough to send the towering beast of a man to his knees. The darkness, which seemed more and more like a living thing, swarmed him. His skin paled, losing that inhuman glow before cracking just like Tamara's. The only difference was that when the darkness scattered, there was a pale looking corpse left behind. As she continued pressing on, the darkness devoured more and more. It cared not if it were Fae or wer

asked Razl as he looked at Jillian his hand still caught in Tourmaline’s. “We are wolf shifters and then we have you guys, the dark wolves which is again a different strain altogether. Then there are the mongrels, whose body and powers work in a different way, the reason that they are Runners. But Razl, unicorn? I mean, I would not have believed you in a million years if you had not showed me that video. I would say that it is physically impossible and there is no documentation of anything absurd such as this. But then again it has happened and I need to find out more about this. But you can rest assured, I am not going to leave it until I have found out the reason,” said Jillian and Razl no