Dark Fae Novels & Stories

The usual businessman/shark… Superbly clever, insidiously calculating, and terrifyingly dangerous. Fear might’ve protected her, but Lara hadn’t learned to fear him until it was far too late. But she was scared now, scared enough to please even the most merciless sadist. Not scared for herself... but for her father. Lara came to a halt in front of the door and briefly closed her eyes. “Crawl,” she whispered to herself. “That’s what he wants. And if he gets what he wants, maybe destroying Dad would seem less appealing.” Lara knocked and braced herself. It was opened almost immediately by a young man.

Asher's POV He found her late one stormy night in the dead of Summer, sitting underneath an oak tree in a torrential downpour. Her tiny frame shivered as she stared blankly straight ahead unaware of anything around her. He noticed that her pale white arms that wrapped themselves protectively around her knees were covered in dark red marks that resembled the shape of fingers, almost like someone had grabbed her much too hard. Her blank face sported nasty red welts that looked to be made by an object rather than a hand. Her long blonde hair that hung around her face and body had hints of blood in it from a wound just above her eye that hadn't quite been washed away by the rain.

She told her looking eagerly in her eyes. Faera is not human, she is a pureblood vampire, the root of existence of those blood sucker creatures. This fact is a secret between her and Faera, just like how Maynard got attracted to her, how Denzell cannot read her mind, Barrett is an exemption of her pureblood powers. The only human not affected by her hypnotism and vampire mind possession.

Rex asked. “Fae leaders cannot be female, it is against their customs, everyone has said “she” when referring to this person, that means it cannot be one of the fae race leading this army, which begs the question, who the f**k has more of a grudge against Hale than Ean?” “No idea” Rex shrugged with a sigh, leaning back against Azulthaël’s tail, Lacey and Minet leaning in on Rex, both women falling asleep quickly. “It seems they have turned timid” Raz said, pointing at Lacey and Minet who were sleeping soundly, leaning on each of Rex’s sides.

Yes, that will do. If you guys are wondering what a blind kid is seeing. Well, I can't see anything. That's it. Darkness. Dullness. I can't see but, I thank the heavens every single day that I can still hear them. It's just getting worse day by day. Although I can't be a burden here, I can't do anything but just thank them. They are the light in my dark path. They are my guide and I'm more than thankful for that. Curse that bastard. It's his fault. I can't be what I want to be anymore. I'll just be a bother with my whole life, am I? I can't help it. It's getting worse. I can feel this stupid tears building inside their cage, again. No no. I don't. I won't cry. Not again. Please, don't come o

Her skin burned faster than it could regenerate and though she was the furthest away from Kylie, she seemed to be the one suffering from the brunt of the fire. “The flames of a sun,” Davies suddenly muttered, looking silently at the dagger in his hand; it was Dark Shadow’s dagger he held. “What?” Jack asked. “Nothing,” Davies responded with a shake of his head. “Tell me,” Jack insisted, something he hadn’t done since he dropped the persona of a bully after the veil had been taken of Kylie’s eyes. “Blood Daemons are similar to vampires of legends. Well, they are the same thing but with a different name. And their weaknesses are...” Davies started.

"Thank you Nikita I just want to know who I was but seems like I should just forget about the past and leave at this moment I whispered as I smiled at her and she cupped my cheeks. THE PARTY. I wore a red skip gown, it's showed all my shape I told Nikita I don't wanna wear this but she won't budge I don't feel comfortable but I have known choice but to wear it's. I wore the red gown with matching with a high block heel. "Are you sure this is okay for me to wear now I don't want something that's I we wear and cause rift there? "Don't you trust me?", You said you want to see Damon right and for me, this is the best plan to lure him out of his hiding. I know he won't be able to stand to be with

Lisha POV I have been a servant in Cassandra’s castle for four years, every day is torture, and Gabriel, Nadia, Athena, and the guards find new ways to prolong my suffering. I still don't know why they took me from my mother and home and brought me here; it looks like I will never know. The differences between the Seelie and Unseelie are becoming more noticeable the longer I am here. The Unseelie, or Dark Fae as we are sometimes called, are dark-haired, olive skin, dark eyes, and exquisite-looking. The Seelie has fair hair, fair skin, and blue eyes. Looking at them, you would think the sun-blessed them with beauty.

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on

Fearless, she was fearless. My steps were hurried once the light hit my feet. Razak growled immediately, running around the bend of the cave. There stood two dark fairies. They were a rare sight to see, only coming out of the Southern Dark Wood to try and find their mates or to do bidding for vampires who are not allowed in the Northern mountains.