Dark Fairy Novels & Stories

Behind him is a wagon drove by the manticores, a demon creature with a lion body and a bird claws, a scorpion’s tail and wears a face of a mortal with a row of sharp fangs. “Bonum vesperam, this is the child.” A green daemon has appeared in front of the door holding a girl shivering in fear. It was Aria, the mortal. The Dybbuk look at her keenly from head to toe and when he felt satisfied, he tossed a bag of golds to the green daemon.

the voice confirmed, its tone casual, almost indifferent, as though the long years meant nothing to it. "The kin you want me to save… are they Light Fairies too? Are there other survivors?!" Victoria pressed urgently. After all, it was believed the Light Fairies had long gone extinct; none remained to counterbalance the power of the Dark Fairies. With no opposition, the dark witches had used that power as they pleased. "No," the Light Fairy corrected gently. "They are Dark Fairies, imprisoned here to protect them from the dark forces." Victoria's heart nearly stopped. Not only had she stumbled upon what might be the last living Light Fairy on the entire continent, but now she was hearing abo

{You know the basis of this contract right? “There is no human without negative karma. There is no need to worry” {I will watch over you as I said, Natalia. I am interested in your life} Natalia smiled, staring outside. It was still dark and gloomy but with the fairy mother, the world felt infinitely brighter. It was funny how she was from the forest of damnation, no that was wrong. The fairy mother was the mother of all things that lived in the forest. The forest was her body, everything growing from one root. Because of the dense mana her body emitted, monsters, mythical creatures, and fairies flocked to the forest, turning it into their habitat.

Description Diana is a seventeen year old introverted high schooler in Fort Fairfield, Aroostook county. She live with her mother, Juliet and her little brother, Cole. The story begins with a set of unusual activities after Diana’s birthday leading to the discovery of her magical powers. She is the last white flasher and the only person who can fight against the evil that is eating up the very fabric of the world of magic.

Then, at night I have long blackouts and during the day I randomly. I hate the side effects of being pregnant. He held me tight as he guided me through the forest, as we continued to walk through the forest he let me go. I stopped in my tracks and silently waited for him. "Giovanni?" I called out. I pressed my lips together and slowly lifted the blind fold. The tall old trees towered above me like skyscrapers, warm light shining down through the branches. Turning around my heart fell to the ground when I saw lit candles and fairy lights hanging from the branches of the trees, a red blanket neatly placed on the ground with a bucket full of ice with a bottle of champagne, two wine glasses plac

One against an army of fairies, he must be really powerful to defeat them all. "The demons from the hell realm broke the peace treaty and instead of sending an army, they send us their most powerful demon. There's only one demon that uses dark fog and his name is Barbas. He is a demon who feeds on fear. He weaponizes the fear and uses it against his enemies," Oslec carefully explains to us. Oslec runs towards the armory and took as many weapons as he could carry in his hands. We help him set up the traps one by one all over the house. All of the remaining fairies spread out all over the fortress to stand on guard.

He is lying bare to me without trying to hide who he is anymore. Ah. I love him madly. He's all mine now. His light and darkness are mine, and I feel more powerful than I ever have. I laugh as I look at the pictures of the mutilated corpses. I could have been in those pictures too. I laugh hysterically as tears roll down my cheeks. "Amore..." he calls to me. My eyes fix on one particular image. I recognize it. That woman who had dragged herself to my feet so that she could take pieces of my children like one would throw groceries into the dirty plastic basket of a small neighborhood store.

Darice looked at Ana in disbelief. "It doesn't say but the characteristics described are very similar to the Falkland wolf." "That book must have been written by a madman. Or it could be a wolf that looks like that." Darice still did not believe Ana's words. Ana just shrugged her shoulders lazily to explain more. They both went back to drinking coffee while busy with their own thoughts. "Hurry up and finish your coffee, class will start soon." Darice reminded Ana to hurry up. Ana glanced at the clock on her phone then nodded. The girl gulped down the remaining coffee half at a time. Darice just shook her head at that.

Xikoth wanted her to be safe from Vargauz, but the bastard had used his charm to be with her. He had told her that he would come to claim her, had tried to use his imposing personality to infuse fear in her in the hope that she would surrender. But it didn’t work. She was scared of him from the core. And now she loathed him. He hadn’t even shown her his reality. He was the Dark Fae. If she would see him in his real form, she would hate him even more. “Get them out of here, Anshie!” his voice boomed. Ever since he had seen her so up close, all he wanted was his mate. He wanted Illaria and he wanted Vargauz dead.

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.