Faeries Novels & Stories

She will freak out and hide. "I know you're some kind of a fairy," Anna adds. "Earth Fairy," Caspian validates calmly. "So, are you all Earth Fairies in the valley? Is that why you dress up that way? When can you take me there so I can see your land?" Anna asks excitedly. "It's a little more complicated than that. There are also the Fire Fairies, Water Fairies and Air Fairies. We are protectors of nature.” “I cannot bring you to my land because you cannot enter there. But I can show you the valley, which most of your people know about. Not beyond that.”

Alice looked at Ethan for a second and then burst into laughter. “What’s so funny?” Ethan asked “Obviously you…Me a fairy…That’s ridiculous... You know what I think maybe I am an alien with some superpowers. Like the one we see in movies.” “Alice I am serious. You are living in this human world disguised as a human so definitely, you cannot be an angel. You have the aura to attract light. So there is a high possibility of you being a fairy”

"Thanks for the food." "Its nothing, eat and rest okay, forget what I said earlier." She left my room after that, I took another fork full but stop on reaching my mouth, what if she's right, what if? I grabbed my phone and G****e 'fairies' A fairy (also fay, fae, fey, fair folk, or faerie) is a type of mythic being legendary creature found in the folklore of multiple European cultures (including Celtic Slavic, Germanic, English, and French folklore), a form of spirit, often described as metaphysical, supernatural or preternatural.......

He never imagined that Lu Dongbin was trapped there. Suddenly, after a few minutes of silence, Darryl thought of something, ‘Oh yes!’ “Taoism Master, you mentioned earlier that Yuri and Bonnie are fairies? What are fairies?” he asked. Lu Dongbin stroked his beard and said slowly, “A fairy is not human. They are formed from the aura from the sky and earth. The two ladies you saw earlier are the fairies of the Illusion Virtual World. One of kindness, another of evilness. They enter a battle every time they meet. The battle between them is not something we can interfere in.”

I stare at myself in the mirror and remind myself that I need to be better, stronger, faster. “You know how far away Summer Hill is?” Aunt Jo asks me as she ties the laces on her sneakers. “I do.” It’s going to take us hours to get there. But I needed to run. I need to think about what I want to say to him. Which is why I ask what deity witches pray to. “Hecate. Ora. Witches pray to the goddess Hecate. Wolves pray to the goddess Selene. It is said that Hecate and Selene are friends.” The thought of that comforted me. My aunts may be together in the afterlife if their goddesses are friendly.

Fae exist for a purpose which becomes the incarnation of their power. Thus, they cease to exist without it returning to nothing but ashes. Sometimes, they interact and blend in with humans just like Iridescent, the Heart Manipulator. However most of them are often content hiding behind the shadows like Orion, known among fairy folk as Morpheus derived from the God of sleep in Greek Mythology.

Tulip gasped. “Oh no what? What do you think it is?” Aria asked Tulip. “We’ve seen something similar to this. It was when we were younger. Herb, do you remember?” Rowan said and asked. “You mean when Tulip got lost in the woods and Ricky found her?” Herb scoffed. “How could I forget? Mom and Dad nearly packed us all up and moved because of that Fae.” “Fae?” Aria asked. “Faeries are Fae; it’s more an all-encompassing term for a bunch of species. Faeries, Gnomes, Trolls, Elves, the list goes on.” Rose explained.

A pair of iridescent wings fluttered gracefully, revealing the presence of a fairy—a being seldom encountered in the realms of werewolves and vampires. Hera and I exchanged intrigued glances, captivated by the fairy's radiant presence. The creature's eyes sparkled with an otherworldly wisdom, and a voice, gentle as a breeze, spoke, "Alpha Davien, Princess Hera, you carry the energies of the Heartwood within you." Surprised, I responded, "Who are you, and how do you know of our journey to the Heartwood?" The fairy inclined its head, a gesture of acknowledgment. "I am Faelan, a guardian of the ancient magic that resides within these woods. The Heartwood's whispers echo through the realms, and

I grind out, but Arthur waves his hand at me in dismissal. “We had no proof, but when Ryatt came to me shortly after Queen Maeve’s stand against the Viper, I remembered something. Something from the time of the Firestone era, the banshee scream she described. Yes, that was it. You see, there are dozens of types of faeries, or at least, in the myths about them–water fae with their siren songs and elemental magic, fae with the ability to fly, to make flowers bloom, to paint the sky with stars and… rewrite memories.” Arthur looks directly at me. “Yes, just like you, High Lord of the Mystics.”

If it didn't kill us, that is. All good things come to those who wait, and when you're a fairy and your mate is a deity, you have all of the time in the world. It's interesting trying to make that work amongst humans. Water fairies tend to travel with the open water and the location depends on the season. It makes it a little easier to appear like we moved away for good, only to come back and find out the humans have forgotten about us for the most part. It's amazing what a name change and new hair do can accomplish. If we happen to get recognized, we hear the 'you remind me of someone' or 'you look familiar' lines, just for us to shrug it off and act clueless.