Fae Man Novels & Stories

I asked him. "I'm a faerie." The man answered simply. I looked at him and nearly knocked myself on the head for not thinking about such an explanation. It could have skipped my mind because most of the fairies were known for their glittering and flaunting wings through ancient times till now. A few of them however were wingless like this man that was with me and they relied on magic to move around and get many things done.

he said, trying to maintain a firm tone, but his ears weren’t prepared for Fae’s high-pitched tone, which caused a gritty feeling in his chest as he felt his eardrums about to burst. “Vampire! I saw it. They’re on the school premises. Help!” By now, the man had put the phone a few inches away, but he could still hear her clearly. “Calm down, ma’am,” he said to her, but she kept yelling. “Calm down?” she asked. “I could get eaten by a vampire, and my father will not take it lightly. I tell you, he won’t!” The man’s brows crumpled in a frown as he already guessed who it was. Everyone knew Fae as the most spoiled brat in the whole of Howlstone.

The petals were oddly shaped, with small luminous bulbs growing in the center. Leaves crunched at the other end of the small clearing, and I watched in stunned horror as a portal to the Fae realm opened and three figures stepped out. They were male, but not human. Their skin was a light blue, their hair a deep shade of onyx. Long, pointed ears protruded from their heads. The men were long and thin, dressed in the same strange clothes. Younger me didn't spot them immediately. It took her a few minutes to notice she was no longer alone, and even longer to notice that these men weren't here with good intentions. "Mommy!" The child version of myself whined loudly, our wide eyes set on the three

His hair was long and tangled, and his eyes seemed to glimmer with an ethereal light. The man seemed unbothered by my shock and awe, "nothing to say?" he said in a calm and measured tone. "Um...are you a werewolf? Wait, no. Werewolves can't shift into another animal. So you are no dragon, either. So what are you?" I asked. He glared at me. "None of your business." "It is too my business. You are trespassing. Um...Andrew and Rhys said you were a Fae deer. But you are a human?" I stared at him in amazement.

“Ember I would like to introduce you to King Aeginar. He is the king of the Fae.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you, your majesty.” Ember didn’t know if she was supposed to bow or curtsy to this man so she simply did the wolf thing and bared her neck in a show of respect. He smiled and took her hand giving her a light kiss on the back of her fingers.

A man came out from the carriage, towering over seven feet with an intimidating aura shrouding his very presence. From where I stood, I couldn't see his face properly. However, I could see he had long blue hair, similar to that of a Fae, and he had very pale skin. He seemed to be shining in the sun. "Who's that?" I asked Sophia. "Why does he have blue hair? Is he a Fae?" She was also staring at the man. "That's Alexander Kuiper, son of Helena and Gilbert Kuiper, and next Alpha of the white pack. Also, Fae's are extinct, dummy. I heard he bleached his hair."

Her friend from the Grassland and Woodland often describes her the stories of the scariest but this one in front of her top it the most. This creature inhabits the dark murky depths of lakes and streams. According to her Woodland friends he is depicted as a naked old wrinkly man, with a frog-like face, his body is covered in algae and muck making him invisible as he travels through the waters. His body is covered in slimy black scales, his hands are webbed and his eyes burn like coals. He rides in half-sunken logs making loud splashing noises if you get too close. Typically the Fae's referred to him as the grandfather or forefather of the waters.

“Fane?” The man studied Fane, then looked at Kylie, who was being carried in his arms. His face suddenly broke into a smile. “I was wondering why this name sounded so familiar. Don’t tell me that you’re that delivery boy from last time,” he said. “Didn’t you enlist in the military? It seems like you’ve retired already.” “That’s right. I’ve been back for quite some time now.” Fane offered the other man a smile. “I happened to have some time off today, so I came out to accompany my wife and my little girl.”

“W-what happened?” Una raised her hand to cover her eyes and not be blinded by the rays of the sun. Her mouth fell open when the owner of the voice came clearly into her sight. A male fae with long black hair neatly tucked in a ponytail, as if showcasing his pointed ears with a few silver piercings. Una thought he looked familiar, but she could not name him. The fae was still studying her like a rare creature. Although she didn’t give him much attention, Una focused on her quivering hands. They appeared paler than usual, and her fingernails were black.