Dark Fairy Male Novels & Stories

“Something to break a boy shielded by light.” The darkness hummed, curious. “A boy?” “Half wolf, half something more. His name is Damon. His mother’s heart built the barrier. Her will holds it together.” The laughter stilled. “A hybrid child with the touch of dawn? You shouldn’t play with that fire, Malachai.” “I don’t play,” I hissed. “I win.” The void shifted, forming the vague outline of a figure—tall, cloaked, with eyes like molten gold. It wasn’t human. It wasn’t even divine. It was the thing the divine feared.

He pulled himself away from me and looked at the man, " She is injured. We accidentally got caught in this fortress. If you excuse us, we may leave!" He said, heading towards the direction. But my eyes widened when the person without any reason or warning, muttered something and a shower of the flaming arrow blocked our path. " Since Master Bryan doesn't get satisfied with one woman, how would I trade you ten of Dark fairies with absolutely gorgeous bodies and excellent skills in bed. They have the stamina to make you exhausted within ten minutes!" The corner of his lips rose with a wicked grin. " Hand that girl over and I will make your life heaven!"

My lips parted, but no sound came. I’m going to enjoy every moment of this… getting you used to me,” he whispered, brushing his hand along my thigh. He leaned closer, and I could feel his breath on my neck, warm and intoxicating. Forgive my manners my queen. My name is Obsidian And I am Kael’s wolf For the first time, fear mingled with something dangerously thrilling. I couldn’t escape him and I didn’t want to.

he says scared. "I don't make friends with vampires, I kill them," I growl as I lift him off the ground and pull the blade from my waist. "They know about your girlfriend and that she works here. They know she's pregnant Dhampir. I wouldn't dare go after her, but they will. There's an army of them, let me help you," he begs in fear. "How do you know this woman isn't my girlfriend," I ask with gritted teeth. "We've been watching you," he stammers nervously. "There's a small group of us that want to fight with you. I honestly thought you were just another vampire."

He had long fangs, claws and his eyes were red. And then another man appeared, and his presence brought the men around him dread. A man wearing a black cloak. He had the beautiful face of an angel but his soul was as dark as black. There’s a look in the man’s eyes that Mayari Tabbu could only describe as maniacal. A murderer. A Killer. And there was her — the King’s Master Sorceress Mayari Tabbu fighting along with the Alpha, the Luna and the Shaman’s against one of the Devils from the West. They won, and one of the Devils — the bloodsuckers fell.

“Don’t. Please. I don’t want them to worry. They’ve had enough. Just—just don’t tell them.” Kira and Thorn exchanged a look. “She’s stubborn,” Kira said quietly. “She’s also family,” Thorn replied. He sighed. “Very well. If secrecy is what she needs, secrecy she will have.” He turned, calling into the dim air. *Oliver!* The shadows stirred. A tall Dark Fae warrior stepped forward from the treeline—armor black as obsidian, eyes the color of midnight steel. His long black hair flowed behind him like a waterfall. His lips full and pink. His chest was chiseled like a master warrior. His expression was unreadable, but the quiet power radiating off him was impossible to miss.

I forgot how good looking wolves could be, but despite knowing they were werewolves I could feel that the black-haired one had a little bit of water fairy somewhere in his pedigree. "And who the fuck are you?!" I turned my gaze on the mouthy man whose name was obviously Damian. "He's actually part of the reason we're here ....." I quickly cut Cerulean off, refusing to let him finish his sentence just to mess with him even more. "A wolf fairy hybrid is the reason you're here after all these years?!" I lifted my arms and sent another wave of water towards my brother from behind Senora, Colton, and I. "ENOUGH!" The tall blonde yelled, her eyes a mixture of red and blue. Interesting, very intere

He kisses her back. She tells him "I am not a weak bitch to whimper with pain just because my mate shoved up his thing inside me. I am much more than that my mate" Xandier nods hearing her and closes his eyes. Darcy goes to sleep soon as she is tired even though she doesn't want to accept it. Xandier opens his eyes the next moment and sits up on the bed with aggression. He has smelled something foreign. Whoever it is, has smelled like a Vampire. He gets up from his bed and runs into the direction where he smell the odour. He soon shifts into his black wolf form and runs as faster as he could. He can still smell him but he is not able to see him. He looks up at the tree to see a man looking a

He scoffs. “What do you want him for?” I ask, moving Xander away from the man to maintain a safe distance among them. “To become the strongest Dark Faerie of all times.I want the whole world to fear me.That feeling makes me dizzy, makes me crave more— It satisfies me in a way a low class werewolf like you can never understand” He boosts proudly. “So to basically use him like a puppet to get to your throne of delusion? You want to claim yourself as the strongest but stay behind like a coward— pitiful” I unintentionally throw an insult, and his face flush with anger but he doesn't do any harm to me.

I furrowed my brow and vaguely recalled seeing a naked woman and Mystrel stripping, then Fenrir mounting her wolf. "I can't remember much, only that I thought I died and it was due to that bitch he was going to fuck. As far as Mystrel goes, I want to go slowly instead of rushing too quickly," I mumbled sourly and he nodded. We came upon several adults and Chadwick explained that they were some of the hired staff. What I found unusual is that they were all males, Sliske, Nostro, Drake and lastly Firo. He gave me the creeps, he was also a very old vampire. When I shook his hand a shiver went down my spine and he sensed it and grinned slightly.