Fairy Hunters Novels & Stories

LIA'S POV I am now in my room. Is nothing good going to happen? A lot has happened these past few months and I want to relax. A loud knock on my door knocked me over. The fairy keepers have also cleaned it here. Fairy keepers are the fairies who can beautify, clean, and fix things. Some of them serve in the academy while the others are in the castles. All castles here have some fairy keepers. When I opened the door, Chloe opened it for me. Her forehead was furrowed and she seemed impatient.

the tiny tink says. I look up to see Shelby's sister Sammie. "What is it, sweetie? You do not have to be afraid. We will protect you. You are safe here," I say calmly. "I saw who came to the fairy tribe land. I saw a big man and....," Sammie stops. She looks at Luther. "Go ahead, sweetie. What did you see?" I ask her. "Queen Laura, the men I saw, looked like wolves," Sammie says.

He slung it across his back, shortening his steps to match his pace to hers. “We are going to search each Faerie Court for whoever knows what the hell is going on.” Bailey replied, “That’s why I had to bind you. No one could question my presence if I was with one of you in your own Court.” She smiled at Tobin. “I’m particularly excited by the Autumn Court, it’s my favorite season. Is it true there are no real seasons in Faerie?”

The president says with anger in his voice. "No Mister President. You are wrong." I let my wings spread. Everyone looks at me amazed. Everyone falls to their knees. I couldn't help but chuckle. Humans are so predictable. "Now let's continue. Fairies are the ones that protect nature when they are in their fairy form. Usually,they like to stay in their human forms. Centuries ago they were hunted for their magic, that is why they stay in their human form. Werewolves has never hunted humans. Since the beginning of time we have only hunted fellow animals. The same with vampires. They only suck blood of animals. Sometimes they take a sip from their mate but only if their mate says yes. We have nev

My lips curved into a smile, seeing fairies flying around the flowers. “Gen and I came across this place yesterday and saw them.” He turned his head to me, looking at me for a second, then returned his gaze to the tiny fairies. “Do you see them, too?” Bryce asked hushedly, not blinking as if the little fairies would disappear. “Yeah,” I murmured, nodding but pressing my lips tightly, not telling him that I could see all kinds of creatures humans considered mythical since I was young. It was a gift I could not share with anyone on the island. I pinned my eyes on Bryce, still looking at the fairies flying away from the falls. They must have sensed us, and like any other being, they felt threat

“ I found out a few things that are a bit odd and concerning. It turns out the pack they are registering is called Ash Wood and has many supernaturals not just Werewolves. They also have many Spell-casters, Vampires and even have Hunters in their so called pack!” I jumped up from my chair in a rage, “What? Not only do they not care one bit about letting other supernaturals join them! They even have the fucking audacity to let in Hunters? Those Jerk-Offs are nothing but self righteous murderers! Any supernatural who considers any of their ilk a friend is simply a traitor!” When I had only been two years old my mother had been brutally killed by Hunters from The Order of Orion. It was thanks t

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

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.

"Let's get those damn trackers out of us." We waited an extra day, just in case more came. The mountain remained eerily quiet, the snow undisturbed except for the tracks we had left behind. By the time the sun began to dip behind the trees, casting long shadows across the frozen ground, we were packing up and heading down. The whole thing felt wrong. Orin. Jade. Werewolf hunters turning into what they hunted? All of it felt off. What was the point of it all? The truck came into view, buried under a layer of snow, and I couldn’t have been happier to see it.

It wasn’t just the Royal from that night we had to worry about. Why were powerful immortals hunting Allison? And why did that Witch call her a Halfling? The questions clawed at my brain, driving me toward a dangerous edge. I couldn’t track the Witch. I couldn’t interrogate the corpse. But finding Allison? That was still within my power. She had left her tracker behind, which complicated things, but I wasn’t some fresh recruit. There were other ways to hunt a person, immortal and human alike. It would take time I didn’t have, but I had no choice.