Fae Man Novels & Stories

Fae looked from felix to the man called Lewis and hummed in response and let felix enjoy holding her hands like a kid who just got a candy, despite being annoyed by the other a few seconds ago for interrupting her precious sleep, this never happened before, like, you know, in her 20 years she had never actually had such a nice sleep ever since she was betrayed and just kept consuming sleeping pills to have atleast a few hours of rest, so she always wakes up, way before someone even interrupts her. "She can understand us?" "Think so." "Thats wierd, i heard most babies are clueless and quite a troublesome being." Fae frowned hearing what the man just said and turned to look at him, he was wear

She reassured me. A man pushed through the curtains. His frame took up the whole entranceway. His scarlet hair was pulled back into a bun. Rings covered each of his tattooed fingers. His Burgundy suit was tailored to fit his muscular frame perfectly. His sapphire blue eyes pulled you in. But it was his magic that I would recognize anywhere, the magic only our kind had. He was fae. "Good evening, ladies. I've been expecting you,"

I questioned, curiosity and confusion filling my mind. "I am Casimir, a Fae," he introduced himself, his voice carrying a hint of mystery. "You have found yourself in our realm, a place beyond the human world. It is here that I detected the alluring scent of strawberries and wood emanating from you." The male fae exhibited a remarkable handsomeness that entranced all who beheld him. His features were striking, characterized by finely sculpted cheekbones, a strong and defined jawline, and eyes that gleamed with a mysterious depth.

“Hey, we need to go. Don’t stare, it's not good for you.” “What, oh. Aside from the poor manors why?” “A male, staring at a female fae is just begging for trouble.” I didn’t know the veracity of that statement but I figured it was close enough to the truth. If it had been Morrigan standing there, we would for sure be in trouble.

Of course, no one was perfect, hell I killed people for a living, but stupid mistakes like this pissed me off. "You forget that I am part Fae. All it takes is a little magic, and then everyone sees what I want them to see. A simple rolled-up rug being dragged across the ground can look like a headless man." John rubbed the back of his neck, giving off a nervous smile, not bothering to ask any more questions. ***

This man seemed to be related to Faye in some way. "Do you work at Cape?" the man asked. Wilbur hesitated but ended up nodding. "What's your job title?" the man continued asking. Wilbur shook his head, refusing to answer, and the man sneered. "You're out of Faye's league." "Dude, who are you again? I really don't know what's going on here." The man lit a cigarette and took two drags before finally saying, "I'm Faye's father. Fabian Yves."

He looked rugged but handsome, wearing jeans and a loose black shirt, messy hair like he’s been pulling and shaking it, eyes glowing against the lights of the faes, and eyebrows furrowed with questions. “H-h-hello.” Faes saw the outsider and hid and the once beautiful lights turned into complete darkness. The only light illuminating their encounter was from the moon. Shivers chill down her back, ‘who is he? How did he find this place? Is he like me, too? ‘She slowly stands and positions her feet to run towards home but that would endanger her family. ‘What do I do?’ she thinks. He raises his arms, showing both palms to her. “I—I don’t mean any harm. I just saw these lights and followed them.

I replied and he exhaled deeply and shrugged. "It just sucks that they don't stay small and grow up so quickly," he mumbled sadly and I agreed with him and suggested that he go make more with Rae. My father came in and I thought I hadn't seen my mother in ages. I would ask after everyone left. Inverness walked back to Kozani and climbed up next to him on the couch. The more I looked at the man the more he resembled a guant Jake Gyllenhaal but with silver eyes. I grinned slightly at my daughter telling him the importance of not harming the toadstool because they are the way fae communicated with each other. Apparently she had gained fae knowledge from Ash because it certainly didn't come from

A voice says as I jump with fright. I move fast as I grab the tranquilizer gun from my side and face the man before me. I aim the barrel of it right at his chest as he smiles at me. The pointiness of his teeth send an immediate chill down my spine. If I add that to the bright green color of his hair, well I already know that he is a fae. He puts his hands up slowly as he looks at the gun in my hands with the quirk of a brow. The look only pisses me off more now that I know he has been hindering me from my mission. I tighten my hold on the trigger as I make sure that my aim is at his head.

, and the Chinese man responded, “Very good.” It was no surprise that Alexander was involved in the drug business. He was a mafia leader, and I was certain he was engaged in numerous illegal activities. However, he would always present himself as being in the 'oil business' when he spoke to my parents to appear more professional, even though my parents were well aware that he was a Mafia leader. As they were talking, I saw the Russian man looking at me with a smirk on his face. He still did not know who I was. My dad was not a mafia, but he was a powerful man. A lot of people stayed away from me because they considered my father harsh and dangerous.