Dark Fairy Novels & Stories

Then, she deeply breath and continued, "But you can reconize the difference between them by looking at the place they live in. The good witches have herbes and medical potions around them. But for the dark witches, they own skeletons of all kinds of animal they sacrifices and some times even those of humans.....That's what you must know about them."

Daryl cozied into bed, a cup of warm cocoa in her hands. Beryl and Daff sprawled across the other side of the bed with mugs of their own. “So, you’re a Half-fairy and you need to escape the hands of someone who’s trying to kill you.” Her friend’s cousin nodded, “That’s right.” Daryl watched in amazement. She could only believe what the pretty girl said owing to the large, deep-purple wings that looked heavy.

Or maybe it was the doing of the hidden being in the shadows. In his groggy state, Nathaniel saw the flash of the pointed canines and the watery gleeful sparkle of evil eyes. He could feel its hunger, projected from the black mind. He could almost see its jaws dripping, yearning to lap up the gore like a starving feline. 'You...won't let me die...' Nathaniel thought, his eyes closing but he found no peace. 'You...are taunting...' A soft laugh met him as darkness fell, plunging him into dreams that Dali couldn't have painted better.

The heavy main door of Caden's mansion clicked shut behind me. The sound didn't offer freedom; it sealed me into a new kind of prison. The bright afternoon sun felt too harsh, mocking the darkness that had just settled deep inside me. I was outside, yes, but no longer my own. The air felt thick, heavy with the weight of the deal. My limbs felt weak, like every bone had turned to water. I had agreed. I had sold myself, not just for money now, but for Caden’s sinister game.

"It's an immortality spell." She shook her head. "Not likely. Immortality is a myth. You'd have to be a god to do that. Is the darkness a god?" "I don't think so." My eyes shifted through more of the books. They all had one thing in common: the need for a blood relation of the person casting the spell or the person they were summoning. "So, If not immortality, then the darkness must be summoning a Grey. Are they trying to summon my mother?"

Ban: So… Lord Drago: I was really trying to keep this a secret but… Come Forth! Spier! (Night sky) A crack in space just besides Lord Drago appears and as that pitch black crack widens, a creepy hand holds the edge of the crack space and a figure creepily appears out of the crack space. A shadowy figure that sent chills to my spine but somehow I kept my cool. It was tall and had wings that were incredibly torn and scary. It grew horns and had long hair. Its figure seems to be that of a woman but that creepiness is insane. If I had to really compare it. I’d say it's similar to a forest fairy you see in movies that got bitten by a zombie and a vampire at the same time and now it's a Fairy Zomb

The world was a canvas of wonder, and the forest seemed to pulse with secrets. It was then that the Daryad fairy, a delicate ethereal being with wings adorned in glistening dewdrops, appeared before Ava. The fairy's presence was both enchanting and comforting, a guardian spirit in the moonlit haven. Daryad's voice, like the gentle rustle of leaves in a breeze, spoke of destiny woven into the fabric of nature.

she stated firmly, then turned, crossed her legs, and sat down in front of the fire. None looked more puzzled than Luca. “Who Z? The lights?” Dakari looked mystified, awed, “I have heard it said that fairies are one with the elements. Are you one with the northern lights?” he spoke in absolute astonishment and respect. She looked up into Dakari’s hopeful eyes and couldn’t help but giggle. “I wish it were that amazing of a story,” she looked down, her cheeks flushed and she began wringing her hands.

Their feet and arms were chained to the chains that were linked to the walls, limiting their body movements. I could tell that they were strong and strictly trained. All weak humans would have been scared and in tears, not quiet and collected. "Dark fairies, I call on you." I said calmly as a few appeared next to me. All dark fairies had no specific gender and they were referred to by rank / name or the word it. They took any shape or form of anything they liked. So while others looked like male demons, some looked like female demons. A lot of them served those of high rank because they were skilled in most things. Only two served Ducan and they only answered to him.

The game was glitching thanks to Zen’s side quest that conflicted with Damian’s as they were in the same party. “It really is fairy trafficking,” he confirmed. “I need to kidnap ten fairies and give them to him.” Unsurprised, Zen took a closer look at the traps. “How do these work?” he asked. Proudly, Damian introduced his newest creations. “Meet the Fairy o’ meter version 3.2! With a juicy morsel of fairy cake offering as a bait, the cage will trigger when a fairy flies into it and trap the winged menace. Following that, a priest’s blessing circle will activate and dispel the madness caused by the miasma. After which, the fairy will be given instruction from a secret manual hidden in the ca