Fae Like Novels & Stories

Lewis sighed while carrying a book in one hand while the other is placed on his back, making him look more appealing and mature. "Bwothew wewis." Fae called who have been giggling from time to time as Felix kept tickling her for his own amusement. Really, why do babies have to be so sensitive. T — T)¶ As those months passed by, Fae turned from cold to warm. She was once cold towards them but after that occurrences under the moon. It was a wonder why but, all she could do was go with the flow and accept those feeling, but still the dark side of her heart remained immovable despite all the warmth she felt. She once hated that feeling when she felt it for weeks after she transferred to this bod

For 18+ readers. (MATURE CONTENT) #1st in darklove #4th in darkromance #1st in pure "Good girl." He praised her and continued to massage her dainty feet with gentle hands. "Will you pull such naughty pranks on your loving husband again?" She shook her head, eyes fluttering down in shyness. She won't dare because she hates it whenever he ignores her and gives her a silent treatment. "I won't, husband." "Good, now it's time for another punishment." ???! "W-What punishment, husband?" He didn't say anything and just pulled her down before pinning her on the desk, half of her body leaned on the flat surface and her bottom perked out, looking inevitable to his eyes.

Though he always locked the fae in the house and was never allowed to cross the gates without mine or Theo's permission and without company. The fae name was Zain and he was girl pretty with his slender figure, blue eyes and white hair. He was five foot five compared to Theo's six foot seven and I was five foot seven. He also loved nature like all faes and saw emotions like colours. He was naïve, sweet, childish but definitely not stupid. I guess it's true when they say opposite attracts and he had a figure perfect for dancing which he did and boy he was great at it. I had breakfast with him since my uncle left early.

He needs someone to hang out with. "You seem so ready to go to school." Ruffling the teenager's golden hair, I sat on the grass to see how he and Sheepy interacted. Seeing him with Sheepy made me remember my past. I still believe that if things could have been normal, I would have had a child as old as Liam's daughter. "You should move on." Carla was holding a plate of food. We always have breakfast on a lawn maintained by Eugene and Carla. "I'm moving on." I overlooked her eyes. "What do we get here?" I switched the subject and looked at the food tray.

Raul asked. "I don't know." She murmured. "Cheche, can you at least tell us about yourself? Until now, we don't know who you are. Is it fine for you?" I asked. She took a deep breath and then looked at everyone. "My name is Cheche, I am 10 years old now, but my age is 25. I am Fae. My parents, as well as my two sisters, are Fae. I'm an air fae. My two sisters are water and fire." She took a deep breath before she continued.

They would help keep the wild animals healthy and happy. This amazing woman just threw her arms out wide and said the more the merrier. She really was so much like her mother. “Get a list of who all would like to live here. That list should also include anything that you’re good at and like doing. That way Queen Imeela will be able to put you to work in ways that make you happy. Sound like a plan?” I asked them. Each one of them clapped their hands and nodded their heads quickly. One of them pulled out a scroll from her bag and started jotting things down. By the gods, I loved these adorable Fae.

I rub my temples and try to think of a way to find them. “Where do dark fae usually live?” Mykayla asks. “They tend to live deep in the forest or in places no one else wants to inhabit,” I tell her. “They like dark things like dark-colored stones, dragons, and other things associated with the night or dark,” I add.

Her senses are tingling. Fae magic is not as powerful as a witch’s but they are quite useful in constructing architectures and buildings. Moreover, faes are physically quite strong with acute senses which can detect enemies approaching from miles away. Unlike witches who are humans and have a short lifespan, faes live for hundreds of years. They are useful in battles for their strength and ability to withstand pain because they heal quickly unless they are hit with mercury. Mercury is deadly to them like silver is to werewolves and Lycans.

"Why does everything taste so good here? You'd think I had been eating cardboard all my life. I mean this stuff is even better than a Mermaid roll covered in ginger and soaked in soy sauce and I'm telling you that was my fav." Fallon laughed, "It's because you're fae and you need food from Faerie. It gives you power that mortal food doesn't supply so it's naturally going to taste better to you." "Oh." He kissed my cheek, "Oh," he smiled. I laughed, "Well what else can I say to that absurdity that oddly makes total sense?" "I get it and you're handling these extreme changes very well. I'm proud of you faeling. My mate is tough."

Tala could be speaking the truth, but there is also a significant possibility that they fed her the wrong information, knowing she had the ability to talk to us. “I am a fae, and each fae has abilities unique to each of us. When they took away my sight, my strength to hear what anyone desires intensified.” “Desires?” Her lips tipped up to a sad smile. “It’s what I liked about humans. I liked listening to their desires, your highness. Faes are very predictable. We only have one purpose: to serve our queen and protect our land, but humans…” she giggled, delighted, “they desire more than they should, neglecting what they already have. It’s fascinating how endless they strive for material things