Dark Fairy Novels & Stories

Another room seemed to be a training ground, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and iron. Every step I took, every corner I turned, was a step further into the unknown. It was terrifying, yet each discovery, each piece of information I gathered, was a piece of the puzzle, a step closer to understanding what I had become a part of. And ultimately what I was up against. One thing was for sure, I was no longer the innocent girl who had been thrust into this world of darkness. I was Elara, a woman who had tasted dark magic, who had used her body as a weapon, and who was ready to face whatever lay ahead.

He said slowly, as if I were truly as dumb as a swine, "You can either die tonight or give your life to Duskarra by forsaking the human realm and living in it forever." My dad whispered from behind me, "Do it, Mira." "Live where?" I responded, not taking my eyes off him. "Every inch of Duskarra is deadly to us." In my opinion, it would be preferable to die tonight rather than spend the rest of my life in constant fear across the wall, only to have my life end in a way that is undoubtedly far worse. "I have lands," the faerie murmured, somewhat reluctantly. "I will give you permission to live there." "What's the point?" "You murdered my friend," the monster growled, which may have been a stup

“She caught us meeting in secret that day. She panicked and fell down the stairs.” “We were terrified. Sienna was afraid that she would tell Zach. She decided to go all the way.” “She made me pretend to be a fan attacker and finish her off. Only when she was dead did she let me stop.”

Mason is still in a state of surprise when he heard about the Dark realm. "There is another realm called the Dark Realm in Fairy. Its population is 99 percent Dragons and the other one percent consists of humans and Fae. It's ruled by a Drake king. Dhari feels like, they might be hiding there" he revealed. Everyone in the room is surprised to hear that. "Yes, apparently we are not the only Dragons in Fairy. There are many more in that realm. Most of them doesn't know about its existence" Mason supplied helpfully. Drake nodded thoughtfully.

They made everyone recoil, and not just the Sluagh fairy. The flames now coming out from her hair turned blood red, throbbing rather than flickering. A shadow seemed to coil around her, casting the entire room into darkness - all save for Daisy and the evil Sluagh fairy. Those two figures were illuminated with more of that twisting, sickening red. Daisy spoke the final words, flinging her wounded hand out toward the Sluagh fairy and spattering blood across the floor between them. "May you never return," Daisy said quietly, almost too quietly to be heard.

Darrion asked, this time, he looked serious. The fairy nodded. Its mushroom head jiggling adorably. “Of course. We actually want to ask for your help too.” “Great.” Darrion nodded. Then he pulled up his index finger. “But first. Can you take my friend and I out of this dark room? He’s scared of the dark so, so much.” The fairy tilted its head. “The one with the same clothing as you?” The fairy asked, looking at him up and down. Darrion nodded. A small exclamation point appeared atop the fairy’s head. “Oh? Alright.”

With his body trembling from the cold, the slight form of Nyree slipped among the brush and tree toward the old mines. His quest to find the creature who’d done this to his humans neared its apex. One of them would return to their home realm in disgrace. They’d effectively died within this realm, but their essence would go back to what some humans called the fairy realm. Those words make it sound like sugar plums and sparkles. But it wasn’t. It’s full of darkness, pain, and bloodshed, with a thin veneer of culture and purity. It’s considered a punishment or failure to return there.

"She— the malediction that drives creatures of all kinds towards the lamp of death. She is the daughter of Malbonte, the devil and a fairy of the Lost Kingdom, Charon. Putting it softly for you, she is a Dark Fey!" Chuckling mysteriously, Imogen informed a curious Douglass. "What…!" "Voices of the dead have never whispered lies, Loki. She is the end in every beginning! Like it or not, you will follow her and listen to her instead of his voice!" Light flickered across Imogen's face, as she glared into Douglass's eyes. "Dákrya pou den teleiónoun poté!" [TEARS OF NEVER ENDING] •••

III The night was dark, darker than any other night before. Iltiras walked down the lonely path, the darkness didn’t bother him. He was more than curious what will happen on this path in the middle of the night. Stories were told about power-eating demons and faeries that attack travelers around midnight. He wanted to see them for himself, or as he liked to say with eyes unclouded. No one really dared to walk the path alone; no one wanted to because of the trees and their long, dreadful shadows, which fell on them, that looked like men with bony fingers that ended with talons. The leaves in their bases were bloody red in color. His leg stepped on one of the piles that were in his way, he exp

The big dangerous wolf appears out of nowhere and grabs Delfina from her neck, “I told you earlier that you will die a terrible death if you follow the same path as him. But you put the deaf ear on me. Now, see with your eyes, the beginning of the dark era!” “When there is darkness, the light appears from somewhere to kill it. I am not afraid of the death, Tigor, because I have planted the seed of the light. Your darkness will fade when the true light will Luminate the shine.” Delfina states before passing out from the suffocation.