Dark Fey Novels & Stories

A fragile, completely human girl. ​An Alpha wolf paired with a human? You have to be fucking kidding me. ​Before my dread can fully form, my mate begins to scream at the top of her lungs, making me jump back in surprise. ​My eyes shoot up in alert as she screams bloody fucking murder for the world to hear. Then barking begins, and I realize she has a dog with her. A dog which wasn't my biggest fan apparently, both of them working together to make the greatest amount of noise they possibly could.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

"Oh, no. He's doesn't like being in charge. He is a warrior through and through. Most orcs are. They like to take orders, not give them." I shrugged. "I don't know. I don't have a lot of experience with orcs. I'm fairly new to this world. Wait... you're human, how can you see him as an orc?" She gave a slight smile. "I'm not human. No one that looks human down here is. Some are part-human, but all of us are something else. I'm part fae. I don't have any special powers or anything, but I am a part of this world more than the human one."

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Chapter 46: POV Anne The canopy above us felt less like a shelter and more like a cage. "Stay down, Lilly," Silas commanded, his voice a low, gravelly rasp as he shoved the little girl gently but firmly behind a thick outcrop of moss-covered rock. I didn't need to ask why. The air had turned foul, thick with the stench of rotting copper and old graves. Out from the dense thicket slithered Draco’s hunters. They weren’t human—not even close. These were the dark, twisted things of the deep Fae realms, creatures of ash and malice who hunted the fringes of our world. My stomach violently turned as I looked at them. Everyone knew the whispers. Everyone knew these demons literally fed on half-born

I said, out of nowhere. “What?” Lucas asked. “The 15 vampires left with Lacy.” I said. “It was daytime.” Lucas said. “Exactly. They are half breeds as well. Day walkers.” I said. “Alright. So, they’ve started changing werewolves. We’ll get the word out.” Lucas assured me. “That’s not what I mean.” I said. “What then?” He asked. “Why would Lacy need 15 vampires to go anywhere with her if she’s a half breed and can walk in the daytime?” I asked.

"Well, I wasn't here in the pack until a few months ago. I used to live in the human world. I met Alex after my mate rejected me. I was sad and we had sex one time. I thought that I won't have to see him ever again so I pushed all thoughts about him out of my mind." "My father called me and told me that my vision had died. He told me that I had to come back as soon as possible. I came back and found out how my cousin died. Apparently, the Lucan king is out killing people. He is the leader of lycans and lycans are a hybrid of a wolf and a vampire. Vampires are really powerful and blood thirsty and all werewolves are scared of them. We try our best to stay out of each others way.

A few drops of this will kill her within a single minute. Just a few hours ago, when I left my closest, dearest friend in this room with what I firmly believe is the love of his life–his mate, as the shifters call it–I’d been ready to let Faye slip away. He’d been ready as well, that was more than clear. While Alma, Lowe, and Deacon had more positive affirmations to shower throughout the house this morning when Faye survived the night, I saw it for what it was… we are elongating her suffering. Even if she had woken up, there’s a chance she wouldn’t be the same, stuck in a body that will always work against her.

My lips parted, but no sound came. I’m going to enjoy every moment of this… getting you used to me,” he whispered, brushing his hand along my thigh. He leaned closer, and I could feel his breath on my neck, warm and intoxicating. Forgive my manners my queen. My name is Obsidian And I am Kael’s wolf For the first time, fear mingled with something dangerously thrilling. I couldn’t escape him and I didn’t want to.