Dark Fey Novels & Stories

Driven by a mixture of fear and survival instinct, Sera raced out of her makeshift room, her eyes scanning the bloodshed that unfolded before her. The sight that met her eyes sent shivers down her spine. All around her were bloody dead bodies or butchered pieces of body parts. From the distance she could see the Lycan warriors mercilessly slaughtering people. Decapitating bodies much faster than naturally possible. In the middle of the chaos, she sighted HIM.... Tall and dark. Bloody and intimidating. It truly was Alistair this time, the enigmatic Lycan King, his dark eyes were ablaze with a mix of thrill and hunger... like he was enjoying himself.

It was a testament to the deep understanding they had forged between their two races. Darian's journey took him deeper into the heart of the lycan continent, where he encountered a lycan pack unlike any other. It was here that he met a lycan named Elena, a creature of mesmerizing beauty and grace. Her luminous silver eyes held the wisdom of ages, and her laughter echoed like the sweetest melody. In her presence, Darian felt an inexplicable connection, as if their souls had been drawn together by a force greater than themselves.

she repeated, her voice firm but laced with fear. “You think I give a shit about being a monster? This world isn’t about good and evil anymore. It’s about power, and we’re standing on the edge of something massive. But you… you’re too afraid to take that leap.” I stepped back, letting my words hang in the air like a noose. “You’re wasting our time, Elara. You think keeping Millie alive is some noble act? It’s pathetic. You need to embrace the darkness or you will be sacrificed.”

“I'll eradicate every last one of them from the surface of this world, if I have to.” I followed the trial of the cart to an open valley. Meara's scent had just been there, or I could smell a drop of her blood. But something else was there with me. Dead carcass. Immediately it lunged at me as I turned to face it, but I was left stunned. My feral red eyes dimmed for a moment. It was a brown fur Lycan, only that this particular Lycan smelled like a vampire. I had seen this before. A conjuring—Necromancy. Such magic was forbidden, lost to ancient wars. It takes only a powerful witch to be able to conjure a soul from the underworld into a dead Lycan's body.

I think from what I have understood that the dark fey people are evil, well not evil, but they are winter people, living in the cold, in the dark, their magic is rougher, and they like to cause a lot more troubles than solving them. The fey blood is one bond that you can never break, I belong to them, even if I'm half witch, the other half of me belongs to them, I could go over and demand to be part of their people or I can stay where I am and live my life as a witch.

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Her laugh filled with pleasure as she enjoyed watching others suffer at her hand. Most Fae were kind, but the dark Fae were treacherous creatures. Some are more vile than others. Dela was the queen of the Dark Fae, hungry for power. She was a malicious being who fed off the fear of others and enjoyed watching the light fade from the eyes of her prey. The only reason she has kept me here for sixteen years is that she needs me to help unlock my daughter's powers. She needs the power to control all creatures, our realm and the rest of the realms in existence.

Kyro keeps his silence for a long moment, and my words slip without my knowledge. "You follow her because it isn't survival you seek; it's death," I breathe, his evil eyes burning through mine. I'm not intimidated by it, as I bore my gaze through his with equal determination. "Who/what is she?" Kyro pauses, keeping his silence as his gaze impairs mine, searching for something, but I don't know what? "Freya is a Fae… wielding two elements," a suffocating air of shock hangs over us. What the fuck shit...?

An image of a woman with unnervingly dark, knowing eyes and a cruel, painted smile appeared on the screen. She swiped to the next file. "Whisper-in-Shadow. A Fae assassin who can literally parasitize a target's shadow, becoming one with it. The entry says not even a Prime Alpha's senses can detect him until the moment of the killing blow." The corresponding image was a swirling vortex of darkness, vaguely humanoid, a shape that seemed to hurt the eyes to look at.

Once she is dismissed, we get down to business. “Cerberus, I would like to share with you what I learned from a conversation that I had with Prince Lysander, my sister Winnie’s fiancé and the son of the King and Queen of Khisfire. The fog that was used at the feast was what he called, foresight fog.” “I see, that matches with what my vampires found out from a few spell casters and dark Fae they were able to follow.” “Would you happen to know about a Beatrix, Calida, or a Silas? I believe that Calida and Silas are dark Fae and Beatrix is a spell caster.”