Novel & Cerita Dark Fairy Male

The room had dim lighting, but I could see the outlines of his terrifyingly familiar face, and the white smoke curling out of his mouth. “Is this what he has been fucking? I’m disappointed.” Another male voice said and I gasped again, shifting slightly. The man stepped forward, out of the shadows so I could see him. He was young. He was tall, broad and had that dark aura that Adonis carried around… but with none of the grace. This person was downright repulsive. His lips had a piercing, and ugly, weird tattoo lined the skin of his arms and neck. His straight dark hair fell haphazardly down his face. Most of his face were in the shadows, but I already decided that these people could kill me j

I shrugged at Amanda, not wanting to take the time to explain. We maneuvered through the crowd and finally reached the reception desk; a shining curve of snowy marble topped with glass. There was a tall, ebony-haired man waiting in front of it; pointedly ignoring the adoring looks he was getting from the receptionist. His hair was cut fashionably short; sweeping back from his high forehead in tousled layers, his suit was obviously expensive; fitting his broad shoulders and narrow waist perfectly, and his sapphire eyes, though stunning, looked completely normal. Except he wasn't normal; he was a fairy. "Dylan Thorn?" I asked, and he smiled slowly; his aura flashing with sparks of deep emerald

But, embarrassment seems to be my way of life, so of course, my dreams would also be. I can’t help but check him out. The man or …fairy man? Those ears are so distracting, and he has three piercings with tiny silver hoops along the back rim near the top. Okay, so he's definitely a fairy, and he has thick, black hair in an artfully messy, short style, a dark complexion, and a five o clock shadow over a sculpted face, with a strong jaw and perfectly straight nose. His blue eyes seem to glow within all that darkness. The silver has disappeared now. That's weird; I liked it. His full lips are wickedly curved. I suppose he's amused with my perusal. He looks a lot like a sexy Latin man but with po

"You are bold to run rampant in the Ghost World and injure the King of the Dead. However, such bold acts will not be tolerated by the heavens." He activated his fairy soul power and cast a palm strike at Skylar, who scoffed at his attack. However, Archfiend Antigonus was startled when he sensed Darryl's power. He tried to warn Skylar. "Be careful! That guy has a fairy soul, which can hurt you."

It takes only a powerful witch to be able to conjure a soul from the underworld into a dead Lycan's body. No mere witch was capable of such a feat. One would have to trade his soul to the darkness to be able to perform such an act. And whosoever was at the dark side, was an enemy to the light, and the living. But this monster stood tall before me, eyes black like the abyss it had been awakened from. “All these for a maid?” I knew a fight stood before me, unbound by the shackles of death. I, on the other hand, had no time to waste. Strigurd was prepared for a bloodbath.

His hands reached toward the sky, toward the stars, toward the woman he had spent thousands of years searching for without realizing it. "Please..." His voice became almost a whisper. "Take me to Syrn..." "AAAAAAAHHH!" And beneath the falling snow, The Dark King. The ruler of the Underworld. The being feared by the entire world finally broke, not as a monster, not as a king but simply... As a husband who had lost the woman he loved.

he growls softly and stands in a huff, apparently I'd upset him. "Sorry Nyx I just state what is the fact," I frown, from the coldness he's throwing my way. I quickly finished my coffee and went to his side. I looked up at his face and his eyes were dark under his scowl. I put my hand on his cheek and pushed a little light into him. His eyes lightened and he gazed down at me with a grin. "I'm sorry love, you were correct, my father is a dark necromancer and my mother was a light elf enchantress," he sighs and gives me a tight hug.

a dark voice rumbled out. A shadow stepped out from in between the two pillars. The top of the shadow touched the tip of the stones showing just how big the thing was. The owner stepped forward into the light of the moon. It was a man, an extremely dark man. Not in skin tone, his skin was bordering on translucent with the white hue of his scales. It was the aura that I sensed from him that was extremely dark and dangerous. His hair was loose and spilling down over his shoulders and seemed to glow in the light allowing me to see his face almost perfectly. In the most basic form, he was like every other Draygonian I had met. However, his scales were glowing slightly with a blue hue. He was ext

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.

“Tell me. What do you think of me?” “Well… You’re often cold, but considerate. You’re also the first to explain when I don’t understand something.” She smiled softly, and averted her face. “I want to learn more about you.” “Hah. Cathy’s father sold her to me. Do you still want to know?” Though she seemed shocked, she nodded, her expression curious. “Fine. Since you are either stupid, or unobservant, I will tell you. I’m a Dark-Fae. Well, Half Dark. And I accepted Cathy to give my children a better life. I did not care that she looked weaker than other women because other women would not accept me. But she would.”