Dark Fairy Male Novels & Stories

The door suddenly opened, so I went into alert mode, prepared to attack whoever was on the other side. "Oh look, the sleeping fairy has finally awakened," a man I didn't recognize sneered at me. Sleeping fairy? Is this supposed to be a gay joke? Dumbass. "Who are you? Where am I?" I asked. "Easy, pretty boy. Your questions will be answered. For now, just hang tight and wait for the right time. Don't try anything funny, or there will be consequences," the man said. I looked at him closely. He was six feet tall with a thick beard and sharp nose. He had dark brown eyes and black hair that matched the beard. He was an average looking guy that can blend into any crowd without anyone noticing.

the rogue who's name was Dakar answered with a smirk on his face, he was Callan's right hand man more like his beta. Alpha Daminor stood there silently but his eyes changed colour and they all noticed his fury. His hidden dark wolf was furious and he wanted ‘Out!’ ‘LET ME OUT SO THAT I CAN FINISH THEM, NOW DAMINOR!’ His dark wolf screamed from the inside. ‘Not now Badarlph, let me fight them without you,’ Daminor responded to his inner dark wolf. He knew that if he could let Badarlph take over his body, he might never be able to get control again and he would surely kill everyone, including his best friend and Dysemy. He needed Badarlph but he couldn't let him take over, he had to fight them

At the far end of the courtyard, standing on the steps of the Great Hall, a man appeared. He was wearing a black military coat trimmed with white fur. He looked exactly as I remembered him—tall, handsome, and radiating a sense of absolute, cruel authority. His hair was as dark as a raven’s wing, and his amber eyes were as sharp as shards of glass. Damon. The Alpha of the North. The man who had broken my spirit because it didn't serve his ego.

The sky was dark save for the moon that hung low in the sky it casts a strange glow over the kingdom. Inside the palace, the tension was real. It was the kind of tension that shook even the strongest of men. It was the usual Fortnight ceremony where the wizard takes a look into the future of the kingdom. The king and his subjects watched as he performed his rituals, making strange sounds and incantations. The wizard's screams echoed through the huge hall, a sound that would haunt the memories of those who heard it for years to come. "Doom! Doom is coming!" he cried, his voice trembling with fear. "A werewolf will bring ruin to us all!"

Not that males who buy young females wouldn’t deserve our final punishment, but this isn’t how we do things. As I push through the large men, I finally get a better view of the blonde male. He’s quite obviously a fairy demon, one of the sexy ones that can manipulate your desires. Can make you want them. Something I’ve certainly never been able to do. When he turns and makes direct eye contact with me, I also have to wonder if he’s a telepath. He instantly knows I want what he’s hiding. His body is blocking the someone, and everything in me says I have to see for myself. I have to get there.

We arrive at the room suggested by Maleficent, which indeed is at a great distance from mine, but the good thing is that is right next to my playroom. Dark is curious about what I have inside, so I open the door and allow him to enter. Dark gets very excited at the sight of all the sex toys and instruments I have in there, he tells me it is like a dream come true. "We can play now," I say to him. But before playing, I ask him who his father is. He replies that his father's name is Dracono and that he is the king of the minotaurs. I start laughing as that could not be true as he wouldn't be here pleasing me.

"I believe that those who are affected are being hunted by two green crystal-adorned Welkin." "Just green? How about other colors?" asked one of the Darkens, the raise of people who can shift into different sort of monsters, Filipinos called Aswang. The current leader of the Darkens is a boy of seventeen who can shapeshift into different animals and be rumored to have eaten the last Darken leader on a Challenge (Rite of Leadership). His name is Carmichael Park, and he hasn't uttered a single word to him ever since he took over the whole Darken Faction. Gustavan eyed the Fae sitting beside him. Princess Aldea, the heir to the Fae realm, was more interested in staring at Carmichael's face than

The weather was still gloomy, but I was learning to love it, especially the snow. I started hearing the current made by the river, a sign that we were totally far away from the mansion and near my favourite place in the woods. My brows crossed when I saw a man from afar, laying on the ground and when we got nearer to him, Fenris stopped walking, and my jaw dropped. It was indeed an unconscious man, fully naked. "Oh my God, who is he?" "He's a Dark Summoner." It totally made sense. He was naked, so he probably just transformed from his black, scary wolf form to a human form.

Princess Astrid also likes him, so how could he be that kind of person? ‘However, what’s with that look in his eyes? ‘If Master David doesn’t fancy men, why is he looking at me like he wants to eat me? ‘If I am right, won’t Dance Fairy and Princess Astrid be too pitiful? ‘Two of the four fairies in the Milky Way fell for a man who doesn’t like women. ‘How ironic. ‘Who knows how many men in the Milky Way are going crazy for the four fairies? And two of them fell for a man like this.

His skin became paler, yet somehow seemed to glow beneath the firelight. But the most striking change was the black ink. It spread across his skin in jagged, ancient script, spiraling over his neck and curling down his arms as though every mark had been carved into him through pain. Then he smiled. Jo stopped breathing. That smile. It didn’t belong to Don anymore. It was Victor’s smile. Only twisted. Corrupted. “I’m Dareon,” he said softly. “Second son of Hades.” Jo’s heart stopped. “Twin to the boy you promised to love and anchor.”