Fae Man Novels & Stories

Professor Martin asked the class at large. Ellie muttered, "they're all women." She thought she had said it soft enough that no one could hear, but the professor looked right at her. "Correct, Elizabeth. Fae are always women. Can you name a single male Fae? Jennifer, Mary, Claire? Are any of your male relatives Fae?" Professor Martin asked the three girls sitting together. They all shook their heads no. "The Fae gene is passed down from mother to daughter. It will occasionally skip a generation, as it becomes dormant with lack of use, but it will almost always reappear in a future generation." Professor Martin explained.

The only sign of life was the faintest rise and fall of their chest. "That son of a bitch has been out cold for two days." "Thank you for warning me." The man's eyes remained unfazed by my words. It was in Fae's nature not to give thanks or apologize. To do so was to give someone the advantage and the belief that you now owed them something. Of course, Fae also couldn't lie, but they knew how to stretch the truth, so it worked in their favour.

The elders looked around. “We are, your majesty,” a man said, walking forward with four people behind him. He is a demon, and so are the other two; the remaining two, however, have to be a wolf based on the smell and a fae based on the look. He is a pretty and small man; only fae kingdom has such beauty, and now he is looking innocent and nervous. Well, they are known to be good people; they hate anything that involves violence or being wicked. I just wonder if this one is like them or just pretending.

Until now I never really saw the similarities between him and his father, now it was hard to miss. “I highly doubt Tate is smart enough to figure it out and Brook is too naïve. I got in and out many times and even watched them sleep. They never suspected a thing. The notes I left I made sure not to leave any traces of my scent.” The man said, who I realize now was Felix. “What is fae?” I asked, not really caring who answered.

she smiled as soon as she saw her and wondered who the big man with the handsome man cuddling up alongside him was. Both Fleurie and Marissa are taken aback by his white hair. "I'm Xaun, the father of land and forests, and this Apollo is my mate, and he's a fae," He introduced himself to the tired-looking female. Bryce, who had been left behind in the pack, came later to have breakfast, Martin and his friend Amber came after Bryce to eat breakfast, and Graysen ate breakfast last. Then they all rushed to the cars that were waiting outside for them with the drivers, and they drove to school.

FAE “Did you ever think we’ve been… kind of… like we really didn’t do our everything to warn Carl about Sarah before he got married? It’s just I kept thinking…” I rushed, compensating for my hesitation in the beginning. I knew we’d gone through this but it continued to worry me. “I had a different experience with Sarah than you did. Your other friends knew Sarah differently than you and I did. She never really got to you while Carl… I kept thinking when she went after him, her goal was to secure a wealthy husband. That’s not the same with the other guys. The real Sarah would do anything for something like that. Carl never had a chance.”

ian grew up so fast quickly surpassing her boy and attaining his adulthood in his first year, proving he was the true Fae Heir. He was taller, faster, stronger and more beautiful than all of the male Faes, by the time he was two human years old he had surpassed his father and could quite easily have claimed his throne. It was not how the Fae worked however, Kilian loved his father, he loved both his parents and they adored him, he worked alongside them every day learning from their grace, dignity and poise how to be a true Royal. He enjoyed being a Royal single male and all the privileges that brought him, with his sidekick Eros, they had many adventures, especially with the human females. H

he said. “Where are we going?” I asked him. “New York, the King will see you at his country estate,” the man said. He wasn’t at all what I expected a fae warrior to look like. He had a shaved head, strong jawline and he was a head shorter than me but with a strong build. His aura was also one of peaceful calmness, something that made me a little nervous.

The Fae. Charming homes, shops, and other buildings line a cobblestone walkway. The walkway ends at the entrance of an even larger building that could be considered a castle. That’s where I am headed. I want to pay a visit to the king. I make my way up some stone steps and a smile spread across my face as a heavy handcrafted wooden door opens and an elegantly dressed man steps out. He’s large. The only indication that he’s Fae are his pointed ears. Otherwise, I would believe that he was simply a large human man. That is if I couldn’t read his energy and aura. He shut the door behind him, and motions for me to have a seat at a table which is positioned on a balcony which overlooks the town. W

“Rise and sparkle, ittybit. It’s time to get a few grub and get going.” “Fuck off.” The words were distant absent and suppressed, indeed to his prevalent hearing. He thumped once more, louder this time. “I said, FUCK off.” Uproarious and clear this time. He smiled. Weren’t the Fae gathered to be all in tune with nature and shit, and subsequently, morning individuals by default? “So, I figure you don’t need to go take after this conceivable lead I have on your ancient man?” He inclined back against the divider and crossed his arms over his chest. Quietly, he counted.