Fae Novels Novels & Stories

Leaving me troubled, and not just because of the reprimand I’m likely about to receive. It’s Friday and I’m once again standing in Davon’s office. My eyes glide over the books resting on his shelf, near the desk. The titles seem foreign, though where they’re from I have no idea. “They’re written in Fae,” Davon tells me, approaching from behind. His silky voice wraps around me, like a lovers embrace. “I’m glad you let yourself in, I was busy in the basement.” “I’m glad you don’t find it rude,” I reply, unable to look at him. When he moves to my side, I turn away.

At the hands of men though, more blood is spilled into the earth than the land can compensate for. “The Great Sorrow” as my people called it, the faerie people, started twenty years ago. A blood thirsty war had broken out across the four kingdoms, leaving nothing but bodies in its wake. Our kingdom, Deovaria, had been hit the hardest. A peaceful and beautiful place full of love, and laughter was set ablaze at the hands of our neighboring Kingdom Vura; the kingdom of the humans. Wretched, and vile creatures that pillaged their way throughout the Kingdom, demolishing everything in their path. They killed thousands of Faerie Folk; uncaring about women or children. We had been targeted for our m

Sometimes you hve to settle, and boy I hated settling. I needed … craved that hot romance you read about in novels. The can’t keep your hands off each other kind of heat, that desire that pools between your legs making you short of breath, making you… oh who the hell was I kidding?! I’d been searching for decades for that and the hottest thing I’d found was a cute guy at the gym that I let go down on me. Most men were idiots and had no concept of a woman’s body, certainly not how to satisfy a fae. Which is why most fae mate with their own kind or perhaps a witch. Very kinky I hear...

"You want to be loved, but seeing as you're lonely, no one will love you. You want to be enough for yourself, but you don't like yourself very much. You once watched Little Women and cried like a baby, because you think your life sucks and you see Jo March, you look like Jo March, you feel like Jo March, you want to be a powerful woman who is not just kno. " I shake my head, feeling frustrated, I wonder why his words are still stuck in my head. Once again, I direct my attention back to the beautiful book in my hands. It is a beautifully written and captivating novel that explores the themes of freedom, identity, and the human desire for connection. The story is set in France during the 18th

“Look at the bright side.” She pulled away from me. “There is a bright side?” My eyes widened as I asked, hoping to hear the good news. “You will be the hottest girl in Howlstone, with the three hottest guys in school at your fingertips. Fae is going to make you live under a rock.” Fae. That name elicited a wide range of emotions, many of which were negative. I wanted to end her life the same way she wanted to end mine, but I could not do it right now.

I’d been home for three hours. They couldn’t just be finishing now, could they? I typed nervously: “Does your fox fae ever wake up in the middle of the night to… workout?” Two quick voice notes pinged back. “The owner said fox faes have strong desires. If they can’t satisfy those desires, they get restless at night and workout to relieve themselves. “Maybe you should try it with yours… hmm.” …She’d been kissed again. The sound alone was driving me crazy. Add that to Fennrick’s taut, sculpted back under the balcony light?

Silas moved behind her, his hands settling on her shoulders. "Read aloud," he said. "The page you were on. Start reading." "Silas, what—" "Read." His hands slid down to cup her breasts through her thin dress. "And don't stop. No matter what I do to you." Eve's breath caught as his fingers found her nipples, teasing them through the fabric. She picked up the book with trembling hands and found her place. "The fae courts are divided into two primary factions," she read, her voice already unsteady. "The Seelie Court, associated with summer and light, and the Unseelie Court, associated with winter and darkness—"

I believed in him. A few moments later, I moved through the shelves slowly, running my fingers on the spines of new books, wondering which one would be a good read. I was through with the ones I had selected. I needed a book out get invested in to kill time. I had too many choices, they were all attractive. Shrugging picked a book. I concluded any would l do as I flipped through it's pages. I got engrossed pretty soon. I spent my whole day with the books in the library. Time flew by really fast. I didn't notice a thick blanket of darkness had already covered the skies, it was night already. I knew I had to be home soon, but I decided to read one more book, or borrow if I had to. Just then, m

I decided my anxiety was because I developed a routine that I was forced to stop. I questioned Luthias about the safety of my grandparents and Gwendoline in his compound. They were Fae, after all, and the compound was filled with beings who were half vampire. He assured me that the urge for animal blood superseded the urge for human blood because of the wolf influence. He explained that their sense of smell was also different. They were more concerned with body odors than blood odors. To them, the smell of Fae was no better or worse than the smell of a human; which wasn’t their first choice for sustenance. This information made me realize how well they’d fit into Verso. I made a menta

"Heartbroken from the death of her mate and child, the faye died that night. And on the same night, God Sol and Goddess Luna become celestial beings, far away from each other in the universe, never to be one again. Not until the history is rewritten." "How can history be rewritten?" Dimitri asked. "I'll get there." She replied. "By that time, a considerable amount of vampires and werewolves existed. Some were the offspring of twins and some were humans transformed into supernaturals. They were furious that their beloved King and Queen were given the curse and stolen from them. They took it upon themselves to hunt each and every faye in Jivan. That was the only thing the two races agreed upon