Fairy King Harlequin Novels & Stories

“Harls, I want you to spend every minute you have studying the Battle of the Alpha’s. By the time you’re done, I need you to know every little detail there is to possibly know. Oh, and make me a list of all the different challenges the Royal Family have used before.” Harlie gave her father a determined nod, research had always been her speciality. Ever since she was a young pup she had been obsessed with werewolf history and the Monarch, before recently finding Queen Serena the most fascinating of them all and using her spare time trying to understand more about faeries instead.

Dominic, who stayed close to me, growled at his third as I giggled. "Oh, I'm sorry. What I saw on Michael's chest made me angry." I got out of the group. "By the way, this is Chief Hamrock, leader of the fairies in this cave." "It's my pleasure to be acquaintance with Princess Calliope's friends." Hamrock drops his head to a bow. "Wow, he's so tiny," Camila dropped as she could to be at the same level as the fairy. "Feno is much bigger." "There are all kinds of fairies, especially in size," I explained. "Feno is a forest fairy."

The handmaid fell down to the ground without a single noise. Queen Floral noticed her handmaid wasn't breathing and she glared at the lady in front of her. "Who the hell are you? Do you know who I am? I am Floral, the Queen of the Fairies, I will make you Guards!!" Queen Flora shouted standing up from her bed. "Don't waste your energy Floral, no guards will come here, they can't hear you." Ariel/ River said with a smirk. She raised her hand and fired a fireball at Ariel/ River who waved it away with her hand to one side before the fire dispersed.

As she walked majestically,head high and nose the air Your King will die if we fail to save him By the fairest heart it is done and only by the fairest heart it will be undone Witches let's start hunting for the fairest heart from tomorrow starting from the least tribe she said and the crowd cheered I will make sure King Haule never dies a voice said from the crowd To hunting a voice shouted from the crowd again and all the witches replied in chorus To hunting To hunting To hunting They chants . . 27 years ago . Queen Hazel was seen crying as her husband King Zamiel was comforting her This is the fifth thousand years and yet we have no heir she cried bitterly,we need an heir to the throne pl

The air smelled of dust and old paper. “So, I did a bit of digging using the names you provided. It was hard, but I remembered reading a bit about him years ago,” she said, sliding a picture toward me. It was a drawing in a slightly cartoonish, old-fashioned font, but the distinguishing features were unmistakable. The dark blonde hair, the piercing green eyes. “Let me introduce you to King Alaric Anjou the Third. The King of all humans, werewolves, and magical creatures alike.”

His kingdom not only contained Dark Faeries, but under his rule there was the trolls, ogres, the were community answers to him as well, pixies and the nasty little leprechauns that Belle despises. "Sorry Aaron I had a visitor that showed up unannounced." She walked up to him and smiled. For a king he was very powerful. He had elite warriors that could steal other faerie powers. Which made them even more scarier. To Jasmine that would be scary but to her it made her respect him even more. "Oh my god Aaron, you will not believe what Belle is!" Belle's head snapped so fast and her eye's narrowed dead straight on Jasmine. "Jasmine, what did I say earlier before we came down here."

His bodyguards sprang into action. They charged onto the stage, roughly shoving aside the two bodyguards trying to restrain me. They pushed my wheelchair through the stunned crowd straight to Sebastian. He looked down at me with furrowed brows. “Great. I thought my only cousin was dead.” Sienna hurriedly lifted her gown and tried to rush forward, but one sharp glance from Sebastian froze her in place. She stared at me. There was panic and confusion in her eyes. “Zach, what’s going on here?”

As I sat down, I noticed that the reserved seat next to me was for the Dragon King. I looked at Lumara next to me and asked her, “Is this a mistake? He was arranged next to me.” Lumara widened her eyes, “That must be the Chief’s arrangement.” “But why?” “Dragons and Fairies are at the top of the pyramid in the Immortal Realm. It’s only right that you’re seated next to each other.” I couldn’t help but winced. I abandoned my title as ‘Mrs Chent, Oliver’s wife’, but now I have to bear the weight of my present title as the Queen Fae.

"So, how come you don't call yourself a prince?" Blue chuckled. "It wouldn't matter if I did. Similar to dragons, fairies have a ruler for each hemisphere. Only with fairies, that ruler is a queen. So even with me being the firstborn, it doesn't matter. The first sister to birth the four elemental heiresses is the chosen queen." I couldn't help but wrinkle my nose. "I'm so thankful I'm not a fairy." "Girl .... you and me, both," Roxie said Blue smiled as he leaned over and gently kissed Roxie's temple. "Maybe you're the type of queen the fairies need."

Hera woofs at him. “See, she’s good.” He says, turning to the now clustered area around us. Aolis has told me of the fae creatures that live on their land. The little red-hair man must be a leprechaun, the twig looking girl must be a dryad, there are the sprites, of course, notable for their glowing skin making them look like large fire flies and then there are some fairies floating around too. At least I hope they are fairies, the good kind, not faeries the bad kind. Apparently, the only way to distinguish between them is how they spell fairy. Well, that and their behaviors. “Queen Anastasia is good.”