Faery Wicca Novels & Stories

Mirage’s P.O.V “No, I’m gonna try again!” I told her firmly. Just like Freya taught me, I tried to concentrate on the air around me, on the natural flow of energy of the earth. Witchcraft and Fae magic, both were based on the conversion of energy from one form to another. So I concentrated on the air, the wind energy around me and started the conversion.

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

The cousins resembled a lot to their fathers. After a few minutes, Zanti arrived. He was with another three faeries. One of them looked familiar. Then recognized her as the faerie entertainer in Argia. Zanti brought the Wicilicians! They were the distinct faeries who could easily bring destructions using their voice, just by singing one high note along with incantations. “We are here to help our king to rescue Her Majesty.” said the one in the middle. The three arched down their heads. Airoh gave them a slight nod and smile.

he told her, but as one weed is ripped from the soil, so it only makes space for another to grow. A year of being together they bared a child, and ten years later, there he sat teaching his son how to be what he was, that day was just as any other, Hector would teach him in depth... To many the word 'Fay' means faerie, a being of light, some say its a mischievous thing that always fools travelers and steals trinkets and clothing. But in reality Fay were also not to be trifled with, especially the type Kaylee was, Arch-fay, warriors in their own right the closest resemblance humans have for them is paladins, warriors of light.

So he had another four different wraths, damn, he really is a monster. "This is two different wraths, fae boy, it's the wrath of telekinesis and the wrath of telepathy." "But I think this doesn't count to my race, once all the powerful faes can read minds. But just a few can control them, it's a really rare thing." He explained to me. "Oh okay, this makes sense. I almost forgot that it's a little different for each one of the races. So, what do you want me to do?"

“No tantrums. I’ve had enough from Mom for today, Jack. I didn’t talk to you about it because I didn’t think you’d want to hear. Besides, it involved books. Go ahead, Sean.” “There was only one resource with anything of significance talking about fae. It’s about eight hundred years old and actually belongs to a small pack in remote Ireland. It took some time to get even an electronic copy.” Sean opens a manilla folder on his lap and removes printed images of the book’s scanned pages. “It says here: ‘Pure or half-fae, also sometimes known as sylphidae, are born masters of elemental magic and as such are very powerful. All fae can be capricious and are prone to fits of extreme temper’—.”

He has been very silent and knowing him, no way he was going to give up his throne, but that is not my business, as I know the demons will never side with us. “Demons hate wolves,” Axel said. “Yes, but we have allies, too. The witches, fae’s, fairies are our allies,” Daniel said. “Fairies don’t enjoy going to war because of their small population, fae’s might go, but they don’t really have that battle gut. We are only left with the witches and also the celestial witches and mother warriors,” I said. Fairies have the smallest population and that is because they mate once in every decade. Faes are too weak even if I trained them. We have the witches’ side and the celestial witch is Elder Ann,

I exit the dungeon without another word. Levi and Ariana join me in researching Wiccan history. “Witches can have a variety of magical powers in addition to the ability to cast spells,” Ariana says while reading a dusty leatherbound manuscript. “What kind of powers does it mention,” I ask. “All kinds! Elemental variances having to do with earth, fire, wind, and water, as well as telekinesis, freezing time, premonition, astral projection, um…oh my moon goddess…” Levi and I stare at her, waiting for her to continue.

It didn’t take long before she was screaming out my name and clawing at my back after I sucked on her neck. Naturally our departure was somewhat delayed, we had been on route for an hour or more and would be arriving shortly at the fae territory. Unlike witches and werewolves fae are significantly gentler as a species they do possess magic but its elemental they use it for environmental reasons unlike witches which is for power and control. Fae can of course use their powers for defense purposes, hurricanes or tsunamis, earthquakes are at their disposal but to draw that kind of power they only do it for the greater good as the fae that create such a weather disaster normally die. Their delic

The good people of Alabama are friendly enough, but they can be closed minded when it comes to the unknown. I am a witch. Not a particularly good one but I can manage the basics. I would probably be better at it if I knew anyone like me. Wendy knows my secret and she has a secret of her own. She's a faerie. Yes, a faerie. Wings and all. Of course, you will never see her wings unless she wants you too. Exposing your wings to any being is a very intimate and private affair for the Fae community. You had to have gained the complete trust and love of a faerie to see their true form. I was the only one who had seen Wendy exposed. If it weren’t for her, I would still be lost and wandering this wor