Dark Fae Series Order Novels & Stories

It’s been months, and I’ve tried with everything I have to heal Dominic. But, as Buppig has said, ‘the time hasn’t come’. It’s so annoying. Each time, Dominic and Tialha gets their hopes up and each time, I disappoint them. Aolis has gone silent again. I hear from Ailduin that more fae are going dark. Aolis is trying to find Lorelai, but she keeps evading him. She is creating an army, or that’s what Ailduin thinks. She’s very smart, and she knows how Aolis and Ailduin plan their strategies. It has given her the upper hand, causing the deaths of many of Ailduin’s soldiers and forcing him and Aolis to change their fighting strategy. But as of now, the new plan hasn’t worked. More and more fae

“How is that possible? She’s already dead.” “Alea is a hybrid—a lycan and a witch. The Lycan Council deliberately prevented Ben from being with his mate—that is, you—by arranging his marriage to a so-called ‘pure-blooded’ lycan. In reality, Alea isn’t a pure-blooded lycan, and she eventually fell in love with Ben—a mistake she shouldn’t have made.” Jeremiah paused, his gaze drifting off into the distance. “The Council imposed a punishment, and Alea was supposed to die. But she didn’t. And when she realized Ben was happy with you, she wanted him back, so she used Kyle as a shield.”

I thought you’d want to take a look, just in case. Thank you, Nova, I said, looking at her axolotl. We walked into the library, and she asked for a small manuscript. The man is stiff, vampire maybe? Place it in front of us. I opened it. The first page was empty, and I turned one more page; the language was ancient. Reading out loud: the shadows will rise, and the darkness answers to one only, the real queen of the forgotten souls. Uhhhmm, Nova, I think you got the wrong book. It doesn’t say anything about Rune healing.

Queen Sabrina whispered, holding the King to hide her sobs while Colton held Jacey. “He shouldn’t have done that.” I whispered to myself and felt arms around me. “With the permission from king Teodor, take the body away and do the funeral.” Alastair ordered and few people scrambled to follow it. “Let us go inside.” He uttered to us and pulled me inside while I continued to blink at the place where it all happened. “It is ok.” He whispered after entering his Chambers while everyone left to guest chambers. “What have I done to make him hate me in that way?” I questioned out loud and couldn’t remove the hatred in his eyes towards me.

“I have that monthly dose for you. It should be effective within twenty-four hours of taking it, so I suggest using other methods for the first day or two after.” She handed Emily a bottle of liquid. “Once you meet more Fae you’ll understand.” She smiled when Emily asked why it looked sparkly. ‘What do you think that is?’ I asked Dallas. ‘Hell if I know.’ He replied. I had tuned out of their conversation and I caught the end when Aunt Evelyn said, “I revert back to my Louisiana roots when I’m flustered or upset sometimes.” “Or when she’s giving verbal lashings to young boys.” I frowned.

Life wanted to through shit at me that I can’t just avoid. “What did the librarian tell you, Cinna?” Her voice is soft. Like she knows her question is one I don’t want to answer. I lift my head to look into her eyes. If I’m going to scare her away then I want to see it in her eyes so she can’t just pretend its normal. I need to know her genuine first reaction to this information. “She told me only Demon kind has magic in hues of red.” I see surprise flicker across her face. I wait a second to see horror or disgust. When it doesn’t appear, I keep going. “It doesn’t make sense though, you know? I look like an elf. I was raised as an elf. I never had magic up until now. Nothing is different abo

Lycans owned the northern part of Telluria—its largest hemisphere. The Vampire Clan, led by the vicious Klaus who lived in the eastern hemisphere, and the Dragon Clan, or the winged creatures ruled by their mighty king, Falcor, had a shared territory with the Vampires. Then the Demon Clan and its king, Amon, conquered the south—the smallest hemisphere. The Tellurians who lived on the west side of Telluria were ruled by King Edward the sixteenth. The clans had a treaty of peace between their kingdoms and lived in truce for almost a hundred years.

" We packed a few bags and headed to their pack, arriving just before dusk. We got settled into the guest house. As night fell, our pack gathered around the fire. Gage and Ashley joined, cradling their newborn. we all moved closer to take a look, she was beautiful just like her mother, Ashley's eyes narrowed, her voice low as she asked, "Who's the Dark Fae?" She glanced cautiously at the mysterious figure standing next to me, "Oh this is my Dad!" I smiled as her eyes grew wide "Your Half Dark Fae?" "I am." I smiled. Their concern was understandable, My Father had in the past, battled with the Lycans. The Dark Fae were masters of dark magic. The legend goes: The Epic Clash: Thorn, The Dark Fa

Back in my kingdom, I spent my days learning healing magic with Master Theo and kingdom politics from my mother, Queen Aileen, as the healing fae princess and heir to the kingdom. But now that I'm out of the kingdom, I can finally breathe. This place gave me a space to breathe from the constant stress of expectations and responsibilities of being a princess and an heir. I hadn't realized how much I needed this break until now. This town is just a few miles away from the Crescent Moon Pack, one of the largest and strongest werewolf pack in the country. Being this close makes me feel an odd mix of excitement and curiosity. As a member of the Elders Council, Grandma and other members will stay

Steps pull me forward. Sky’s necklace goes dull. No glow. Just stone. The Fae lowers her hand. Again the silver-haired one speaks. “Damien. Decide. Stand with us. End this.” The choice sits heavy. Silver Moon Pack. Or Shadow Fang Pack. The balance tips back and forth. Lamen lunges first. His whole pack surges toward Sky. She doesn’t step back. She moves forward instead, standing with her Fae elders. Calm. Ready. The pull toward her tightens. A need. A warning. She shouldn’t be on the front line. But her aunts are there. They won’t let her fall.