Faery Novels & Stories

Una was barely breathing. “Damn it!” He gritted his teeth. Hevian stared at the full moon and silently uttered a prayer to the Moon Goddess to spare Una from dying. It was as if the Moon goddess heard him at once because, after a few seconds, a female faerie with silver hair and blue clothing suddenly appeared. There were sparkles of white lights like a firefly covering her body, a sign that she used Vanire—a type of teleportation magic. Hevian’s face beamed in his shortness of breath. “Lady, please help her.”

Their lives are over in the blink of an eye. Before I could move toward Aria, or let my power flow free and fill me up, I felt it. Another fae, right here, in this very building. I tensed, my power snapping to attention, every nerve in my body straining to locate where exactly the energy was coming from. I felt it moving behind me, a dark warm, the whisper of a scent of home, and then it was fading. I was on my feet and moving before human eyes could see me. No one stalked Aria, but me.

I said. "Yes." Keir gave a sort of side-nod. "I knew we were meant to be together by the strength of my attraction for her. I never saw it as a manipulation, as I think most fairies do not. It's guidance from our mother. Danu, Nature, whatever you wish to call her; she's nurturing as most mothers are, and she loves us. She wants us to be happy and sometimes we need to be guided toward that happiness." "Danu," I whispered. "I keep hearing her name. Does that mean it's true that the Fey are the Tuatha de Danaan, Children of Danu?"

He bends down and presses our foreheads together, then gives me a quick kiss. My heart breaks watching him go through this. And before I can ask any questions about what I’m seeing, it fades out again. I drop the hand holding the mirror into my lap. “He’s not alone. He would be okay - with time,” the other woman says, not identifying herself. She has bright green eyes and hair so black it’s blue. “This is Fayre, Goddess of the Faeries,” Aurora fills me in. I nod my head to her. “Rachel, do you know how often we all get together?” Fayre asks me.

“And I offer my blessing to the Primal-born of our world. May Kael walk with strength in his step and balance in his soul. May he lead not with dominance, but wisdom. May his howl be a call to peace, even in times of war.” She pressed two fingers gently to the baby's forehead. Kael stirred but didn’t cry. A soft silver glow traced his brow, then vanished. Cheyenne blinked. “Okay, that was freaky, but also kind of amazing.” She stepped back. “Who's next?” Nalia rose, calm and radiant, her posture regal even in jeans and combat boots. But it was Saelari now—her Guardian Spirit—who looked through her eyes. “Guardian of Flame and Rebirth,” Saelari said, voice like fire cracking in a sacred heart

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

"What type of fairy are you, anyway?" I raised a brow as I held eye contact with the deity, wondering what he was getting at. "If my princess is a water fairy ..." Fafnir rolled his eyes. "Is everyone here a smart ass? What I mean is, what's your animal? Can you protect her?" My heart started pounding in my chest as stomach acid made its way up my throat. Thankfully, Fiona didn't hesitate to speak up. "Beckett is a cecaelia and was chosen to be my personal guard. He's more than capable of protecting her."

She said while waving her hand dismissively "Go away." She yelled I stared at her incredulity, If Aunt Sabina sees her in this condition, she will be devastated but thinking about it, Aunt Sabina supports all of Noor’s decisions and behaviors, and maybe she won’t care. I was about to leave when Noor walked toward me and pushed me. She gaped at me before she started laughing "Guys this is my so-called step sister, Afraah." She paused while walking closer to me "Afraah thinks she’s better than me." She chuckled.

"That is the sum total of my knowledge." Scarlet nodded. "Fae are an ancient race that-if their claims to relation to Chaos and Aether are true-have evolved well beyond the human race. They have inherent magic or powers. Many are tied to natural elements. Earth, wind, fire, water, spirit. Out of this general classification, there are too many to name for specifics. Categories and classes of Fae are better discussed with Arasne." Scarlet looked at me as if trying to see if I'd understood her.

I ask, my voice low as my gaze drops to the floor. Fae energy is what allows every Fae to harness the power within their core. The powers can be elemental, like fire, air, water, and earth; which is the most common power amongst Fae. The energy might also manifest as musical Allegra, or emotional amplification— where a Fae energy becomes sensitive to emotions. Rarer still is the ancient energy, typically found only in powerful healers and magicians, linking them to powerful demons of the past.