Fablehaven Novels & Stories

The wind shifted over the village of Brindlemark, carrying with it the smell of rain, woodsmoke, and something metallic that Kaelen Thorne could not place. He sat hunched over his desk in the loft of his small home, the flame of a beeswax candle throwing long shadows over the cluttered parchment and ink stains. His spellbook lay open to a page on fire wards, though his eyes had drifted long ago from the curling runes. Instead, the margins were filled with sketches of forests, stars, and faces he had never seen but always dreamed of—sharp features, pointed ears, and hair that shimmered like moonlight.

This makes no sense! Belle paid no mind to the speed limit. Her mind was reeling with anger and curosity. One thing she missed the most was the High Councils ideas and thoughts. They would of lead her into the right path. Seeing the silo of the grain facility and the train track she backed her speed limit down. It was the start of the town. Auburn was a small town and basically it had a few restaurants and two gas stations and two schools. Western High School sat in a open field. It was a public school but it hosted the Citadel’s. You hade Mages and Light Faeries. Dark Faeries in which King Aarondrake is going to finish his last year this year. He only was present because he was trying to wi

Freya said as if she's certain that the Raven brothers are real but I just firmly shake my head at her. "When I went to the Abbey, I found Fabian there. It turns out that Fabian is our brother and he also happened to be Lincoln's mate. And did I forget to tell you that Fabian is a vampire? Yeah, he's a vampire and he confessed that the Raven brothers are just a made-up story, he just compelled the rogues and the hunters about it." Freya just looked at me as if I just grew two heads and she couldn't believe what I just said which doesn't surprise me anymore, because that's also my reaction when Fabian told me about it. I took it as a joke but then the joke was on me. "You're joking right?" Fr

They are Vicious. They are Cruel. They are Lethal. Their names are not known, and their origins trace back to the first Lycan that walked the earth. They are three Alphas that rule the most feared kingdom separated from the human realm by a magical portal that opens once every five years. Ariadne had only heard of tales of the Beasts and believed those that cross the realms to be fools. Daring to cross such realms had never truly crossed her mind but as her eighteenth birthday begins to approach, she knows her future is already set in two paths; sold as a slave to another cruel master or work in the brothels as one of the many town whores.

The emotions in his eyes were hard to distinguish. but I didn't look further for answers, those beautiful hazel eyes, once I looked lovingly had lost it's beauty. He slowly got out of their bed, the girl whined for him to stay for little more. He came closer My heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.”

His tone was challenging, teeth flashing in the candle light as he smiled with anticipation. Vance coughed, interrupting the pair again before things degenerated any further. “I see your point.” “Do you?” Cull asked, turning to face the blonde knight again. His penetrating yellow eyes stared at the younger man. “Your supposedly important mission right now is to retrieve the girl and deliver her safely to some pathetic stronghold somewhere in Hawthorn to save your life and the lives of all of the people on Faynon,” he said as he waved his hands in the air, replicating a grand gesture. “And we all live happily ever after,” his tone was flat.

“Are you sure that we should be going? I just have a bad feeling.” “Yes, Lasaya, it’s our legacy, we are to become the next, and first female alpha of the Lunarflare pack. What are the doubts?” “I just keep having nightmares about snakes. I don’t know how to explain it, Ume, but I feel like something bad is about to happen.” “Now you sound like Sage, let’s leave the fortune-telling to the witch.” “Just be careful, Ume, please.” “We’re always careful, don’t worry. Besides, dad is with us, right?”

she had said. 'What is this important thing you're looking for anyway?' I cringe when I hear Fareedah's unnaturally loud voice, and Quain ducks like he has been shot. 'Keep your bloody voice down,' he snarls, rubbing the bruised side of his face. Fareedah grits her teeth. 'I'm a wolven, Quain. I've killed more things than you'd think, and gods know I'd be more than willing to take a beast life or two at the moment,' she snarls back. He scoffs but goes on walking, his back slightly straighter this time. 'It's a book,' Saelyna says. 'A book?' 'It sounds….less important when I say it out loud'. 'And this…book did not come to your knowledge sooner?' 'No,' Saelyna replies with a thoughtful frown,

Elle muttered to herself as she went in search of the books she wanted, she moved into the fantasy/paranormal section, she walked around for sometime before she came across a book that said "Aether world" She picked it up and scanned it, it talked about two realms that were once together. She quickly scanned the book once more, she saw names like halflings, faires, humans and a lot of weird things she saw in the other realm. The book said "fiction" in bold letters but she took it anyway. She made to sit down and read it there but she decided against that and walked to the librarian "I'll take this with me" she said as she placed the book on the desk.

Once upon a time, a long time ago on the island of Kreg, a boy suddenly appeared inside an earl's castle without any guards noticing.The boy did not speak any known language and dressed in an extremely old-fashioned way, even for the time. With the thought that he was an envoy of the gods or a wizard, Count Walford of Kreg raised him as his own son and named him Nabee de Kreg.After a while Nabee was no different than any other boy, if not for the countless stories he had to tell, and that they became true! The most famous of them is also the only one that was not a prophecy, but only a tale about a distant past. It took place in fields of unimaginable beauty and mountains larger than any on