Fae Novels & Stories

ELLA'S POV I tried, over the following weeks, every approach I could genuinely imagine to help Jason process whatever devastating trauma continued driving his deteriorating emotional state, though each attempt seemed to land against the same frustrating, immovable wall of careful, defensive deflection. "I found a therapist who specializes in exactly this kind of trauma," I said one evening, presenting the carefully researched information with genuine, hopeful conviction. "Someone experienced with combat-related processing, understanding exactly the kind of complicated guilt and fear you've been carrying since the crash."

Myra decided to change her clothes before joining the lunch. After taking shower she looked at herself in the mirror. A 22 year old girl's reflection got reflected. A girl with 5 feet 11 inch height, ocean blue eyes, golden brown hair, perfect jawline and slim but masculine figure. People used to tell her that she is the mini version of Minerva. Myra sometimes thought in her mind, she really has very few features from her father Rana Pratap. Maybe only a bit of face cutting she has got. She wore a half sleeve t-shirt, with a black skinny jeans.

Cocking its head, the creature stares at my blank face “You really don’t know, do you?” I shook my head without taking my eyes off the creature. “Huh, who would have thought”. It turned its body to face me straddling the branch with a long limb dangling each side, the colour in its eyes turning from a bright yellow to a putrid green. “I am Fae”. It said Fae in such a tone, that sounded like I should have known all along.

No wonder the woman serving their foods was scared, she doesn't wish to lose her job here. "The one with short purple hair, her name is Summer while the brunette is Samantha. Their parents are super rich but not compared to Sage. Whatever you do, do not cross your line when it comes to them." She enunciates with a serious look. "Well ok." I shrugged. "So do you like it here?." She queries. "Yeah, I guess........" I got interrupted by a very loud scream, I faced the direction of where the scream is coming from and realize it's from a short fat girl who suddenly rushed into the cafe.

Most settlements were destroyed this way as my grandmother told me, leaving only three large cities in the entire world, the Hawks which is around Asia, Haven Point in Africa and A****n in America; which is where I and Elsa stay. The rest of the world is dead, more like a forgotten desert with little or no presence of plant life or water. In A****n, we are all expected to belong to a particular group from age eighteen. Elsa and I turned eighteen a few weeks ago and we have to take the final test that will earn us spots in the Foraging group among the Farmers. We have been attending lessons all our lives and today we will no longer be students but working adults. We walk confidently to the Tr

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And one seventy-four dollar bill. My face instantly morphed into confusion. I felt iffy. That's it? It can't be just this easy. It's not even a punishment. "Don't get too happy, you have to walk to the market and bring all the groceries-" Ruth says as I crane my head slightly to look at her 5.7 ft tall frame. "-And the good part is you don't get to eat. Fair enough, right?" Her lips twisted into a fake smile. My lips parted, at the loss of words, unable to express my bafflement. Walk all the way to market and get all the things on the list. The market is forty-five minutes' walk away from here and that's not even my concern right now.

She whirled from him and gestured with her arms to the fence. "Holy shit. You weren't kidding about the fence. This must have cost a fortune to put in. How the hell did you get the local human government to agree?" Nathan didn't want to talk. He was more interested in the view of her heart-shaped ass and wondering how it would look bent over. She threw him a look over his shoulder as she waited for his answer. "The mayor for the township is a dormant male from the pack. He pushed it through, claiming we needed it for protection from wildlife."

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I helped the woman carry the car seat back to the car and as I was turning to walk back in she said, "Excuse me, this is going to sound so weird, but your name wouldn't happen to be Brooks would it?" I turned back around and said yes. My name is Brooks Milner. Do I know you? She laughed and said, "It seems like a lifetime ago when I last saw you. You were 16 and I was 18." I stared at her for a moment and then it clicked. She said, "My name is Ryder."