Dark Fey Novels & Stories

She danced through the chaos, her movements fluid and precise, her fangs and claws striking with deadly accuracy. Freya, torn between her lost memories and her allegiance to the Dark Moon's Pack, fought with a mix of confusion and strength. Her once-golden fur now adorned with streaks of silver, she stood as a symbol of both strength and prowess. Her purple eyes blazed with a fierce resolve as she faced her former allies, her fangs and paws slashing through the chaos with a hint of hesitation.

Some rumors even said it had the power to transform a human into a wolf or a wolf into a human. Waylon did not believe such gossip, he was only interested in its potency to maim or kill, as that would fit into his plan perfectly. This Fey before him, had confirmed his suspicions. She was gifted in the art of necromancy, and black magic and had been ousted from her fey clan, just like him, for practicing forbidden magic.

“I’m sure whoever it is is not him or his children. But it can’t be an ordinary fae. The one I’m sensing is so strong. I might be wrong, but I think the Guardians were not able to wipe out the original imperial lineage of the Dark Faes. A royal survived and he’s manifesting his power right now. We need to find him before it’s too late.” “Dad is safe. They will take Dad here.” Kael said out of nowhere. “But Mom, I was sure there were faes at the Royal Games. I met some of them, so maybe Dad already welcomed…” “No. We are talking about the Dark Faes. There are faeries, and then there are Dark Faes. The fairies make nature bloom, and we still live in harmony with them. The Dark Faes claim to be

For the life of him he couldn’t find any and now in the lull it angered him. Raven lay beside him silent again. She’d not asked about anything that happened and Dominic hadn’t asked her. They weren’t the ones who’d torn through there. Half of Klyne’s Pack were in pieces in there. It would take Gregory time to get identification of who lay dead. But Dominic didn’t believe Klyne or Hilary were among the dead. The devastation had happened fast. Too fast for rogue shifters. But that didn’t rule out other rogue supernatural creatures. Or the elephant in the room, a hold over group of magic starved Fae of some sort. That was Gregory’s specialty. He had the special mate and all the connections to h

She had managed to avoid the poisonous family for six whole years and now here they all were, swarming into her life all over again like evil bees… or even worse, locusts. All the walls she had built up all these years was suddenly crumpling down, and fast… and by no other than the devil herself. She had always hated Thelma but it was just a common dislike— the kind that was enough to make you stand the person even if they were being very annoying… but today the hatred she felt was just unexplainable… much more intense. The two women started walking towards the trio. A curious Kayla poked her head from her hiding spot behind her mum and once again, Lisa was astounded. She really couldn’t bel

As far as I know we are only forbidden to reveal our identity to them, thus I only show myself in disguise. I watched him sleep and every time he is trying to do something bad I try to kill the evil around him. The things are, there are too many evil around him. They love to feed on the bitterness that Harold has in the life he’d been with. The more he harbors it in his heart the stronger they become. We call them Eater, because they only grow when something unholy comes out of the man’s heart. They grow as human desire evil thoughts and even hide anger, lust or any of its kind. Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off.

I feel Freya take over all control as I fall into the back of her mind. What the hell is happening? What does she mean we are the descendents of the moon goddess? I feel Freya pushing me all the way out of earshot in her mind, falling into nothingness. I feel sleep taking over as Freya lulls me to sleep. Not fighting it at all, I fall into a quiet sleep. Talon Pov

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

he said, his expression turning dreadful. "A fey she-wolf?" I asked, utterly perplexed. "Marked by death," he declared, "the malevolent she-wolf who will steal mates and wreak havoc in the werewolf realm. She will have many mates, and that will be the sign of her existence." His words trailed off as his gaze fixed on my face. I'm certain he noticed the sudden appearance of tears in my eyes as I pieced together the information. "I'm a fey?" I whispered, struggling to comprehend how this could be possible.

My breath caught in my throat at the sight of him. "Fynn," he answered finally. "You can call me Sage," I offered in return, hoping I hadn't just gotten tricked into some fae deal I didn't understand. He shook his head, the hood of the cloak finally falling away. Ears that came to a soft point poked out from under his hair, and I had to hold my breath to keep from gasping. So, he was definitely fae. The two features my grandmother had always said to look out for were elongated canines and pointed ears, and the man had just revealed the second of those traits. I saw his teeth earlier, and now I was forced to admit to myself that I had either lost my mind or the world as I knew it was a very d