Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia Of Faeries Audiobook Novels & Stories

“When I was nineteen, my father sent me beyond the Black Forest.” Halrem remained perfectly still. “Why?” “To determine whether I deserved to inherit the throne.” The answer alone sounded monstrous. Yet he continued. “There are creatures in the northern wilderness older than kingdoms,” he said quietly, his gaze lowering toward the broken fang. “The shamans call them the Verdant Abyss beasts.” The name settled over the archive like another layer of winter, carrying the unmistakable weight of something that was neither legend nor myth but a reality capable of leaving scars upon emperors themselves. Ignoring every instinct urging her to step back, Halrem instead took another deliberate step clo

The others that came with her; teal, orange, blue and pink, were gasping as the red woman came closer to where Emily was reaching. "Come greet us, oh your lovely creature. You're the one that we're waiting for. Come, come closer and greet the Down Under," the woman sang as she was offering her hand to Emily. The marchioness of Kain was looking at the offered hand, wanting to reach for it before someone broke the spell that the scaly women enchanted over Emily. The familiar sensual voice filled her night and day. "Get away from my wife, you wretched sirens!"

William asked after seeing the light frown on Emily's face. Emily shook her head and replied, "no, not really. I just seemed to have forgotten the question that I had to ask you." She looked up at William and caught sight of a small picture at the front cover of the book that he was reading. She pointed to the book and asked, "what is the book that you are reading though?" "Oh, this old thing?" He laughed and closed the book shut. "It is just some old story on spells and witches and the rest. Nothing that would interest you."

Roxie said as she glared at the backs of the four elders. Amelia didn't bother turning around to face Roxie as an ugly smirk formed on her face. "When did we say that she would take Fiona's place?" Amelia, Beatrice, Mabel, and Eleanor all stared at me to watch my reaction. "But it's her birthright ....." "It's the right of a water fairy, not of a werewolf," Eleanor replied. Roxie closed her eyes and shook her head in confusion. "But you're making me your Queen, that doesn't make sense ...."

What's worse, it also missed the surveillance cameras and security team. *** When the night came, Emily's laughter was so light, just like her footsteps around the gazebo. The sparklers in both her hands kept splashing the sparks. The bigger the flame appeared, the redder her cheeks became. "Mommy, look! I'm like a fairy flying away with magic powder!" Kara smiled seeing her cheerfulness. "Yes, Little Bee. You're like Tinkerbell." Emily's laughter became shrill again. While speeding up, she raised and lowered her hands.

Han replied, “But her parents think she’s mad.” “Elara was the first person to talk about the pot, the thread of life. I believe she can help us.” “In this storm?” Leia asked. “Yes, you read the writing of this book, right?” I asked, handing the tome back to her. “We need to act fast. I need to know where to find the witch.” Randolph stepped forward. “I would join Emily in keeping watch over Princess Emily.” A smile flickered across my face. “Thank you, Randolph.”

"Are you kidding? You're really talking about my dad?" "I am. If we can break the spell your parents cast on you, you will probably have white wings like him. And don't forget the elongated and sharp canines characteristic of the fae," she looked at Kai, still mocking me. "This will be amazing." "I'm just one-third fae, right? Maybe I won't have wings," I spoke a little exasperated. "You're not afraid of heights, right?" asked Kai with a smug smile. "Because it's just heights, nothing to be afraid of."

“Please.” You just keep repeating that word like it has no meaning.” His voice had gotten deeper, rougher, and I could imagine him narrating an erotic audiobook.“I don’t know!” I answered.Spank.I gasped.“You do.” He rubbed the place in which his hand had landed and continued talking. “Now tell me.”I bit my lip, and I felt another spank, then a rubbing. “OKAY!” I screamed. “The wand. I like the wand.”“Good puppy.” His hand went to my cheek and rubbed it. “You see? It wasn’t that hard.”I nodded.“Now open your mouth.”

As her fingers brushed the spine, a shock of static hit her. But it didn't hurt. It felt... familiar. History of the Void, the book whispered in her mind. Emily gasped. She didn't read the title. She felt it. She reached for another scroll. Lineage of the Blood Witches. Another. Treatise on Lunar Poison. It wasn't just reading. It was absorption. Her Oneiric nature—her connection to the dream layer where all knowledge eventually echoed—allowed her to bypass the language barriers. She didn't need to translate the runes. She just needed to touch them.

Her fingers twitch against her skirt. "Fine," Audrey whispers, her voice dropping into something dangerous. "But I know that you can give me one other thing." My smile dies instantly. My chest tightens. "No. I cannot do that, Audrey. That book is forbidden." "What book?" Gage asks, his voice sharp. I stand up slowly, keeping my eyes locked onto Audrey's face. "A sort of grimoire. Like a witch spell book, but it is more than that. This book involves all kinds of magic. Including the Lycans."