Faye Story Novels & Stories

Grizz taunts. Foster runs his tongue up the side of Yaya’s face, licking up her silent tears. Her body shakes and thrashes, but it’s a useless fight for her. Grizz yanks her hair back, holding her in place as he keeps the knife close to her neck. Saph tries to break free of her restraints, but she’s not getting anywhere either. “Sweet and salty. I love when they cry,” Foster says, licking his lips, pulling Yaya tighter against his chest.

FEYRE A woman with long blonde hair and bright green eyes is standing outside my door. She is dressed in a light blue gown that compliments her, with full make up. She couldn't be over eighteen. “Hi!” she greets, giving me a cheerful smile. She seems so energetic. “Hey,” my cheeks almost ache from how wide I’m smiling. “I’m Feyre,” “Yes, I’ve heard about you, luna.” My smile almost falters at the title. “Delilah, I’m Alpha Zade’s cousin.”

“Leave me alone. Haven’t you done enough?” Faye laughed. “Being heartbroken makes you feisty, doesn’t it?” The girls behind her snickered. Faye was one of the few powerful she-wolves in the shifter region. It made her popular, protected and entitled. She was my polar opposite. “I can’t do this right now, Faye,” I spat. She crossed her arms over her red bunny bodysuit that had been discarded on the floor while my mate rammed her from behind. The images flashed in my mind, creating a new wave of nausea.

] the message. Faye sighed. She walked in with an indifferent look on her face. “Are you okay?!.” Rebecca asked. Faye nodded and then smiled trying to cover up her emotions. “I need to go to bed!.” Faye said and got up. “Good night beautiful!.” Zemia said and Faye immediately ran off. She went into her room and locked the door. Faye deeply wanted to ask questions but she was scared of jupitisinh her daughter's life so she kept them to herself.

"I don't believe in any of that shit." "Then don't go in," Samara clips, striding towards the lady. Faye is dressed in a loose, floor-length skirt with sequins attached to it. She has various hoops dangling from her ears and her wavy hair has gotten longer since the last time I saw her. "Hello," she greets softly as we get closer. "Do any of you want a reading?" "Me!" Samara pipes up, allowing Faye to take her hand. They disappear into the tent.

She wanted to see Amanda’s calm, perfect mask crack. As she'd hoped, Riley left Amanda behind time and time again to help her, but Faye had little sense of having beaten Amanda. Instead, she was a little shaken up inside. She couldn't help but wonder, even if she married Riley like she wanted to, would she be that special person? Would she be treated better than Amanda? So when Faye realizes that Amanda is here, in this bar, she pulls out her cell phone and without thinking for long calls Riley, and tells him where Amanda is. She wants to see what is going on.

He was too dumfounded to come to his fiancée’s aid. “Mummy, I want to go home,” Kayla nagged. We are leaving soon sweetheart. “I think its best if we all cool down and talk when everyone is in the right state of mind.” Sam spoke for the first time since everything started. Cindy grabbed Kayla’s hand and began to walk toward their car. “I’m giving you two weeks, tell him or I’ll do that for you.” Upon hearing what Lisa said, Cindy stopped in her trucks and turned to Lisa.

My attention landed quickly on the cluster of warriors near the eastern fence—because Faye's voice was carrying far too clearly. "She certainly keeps herself busy," Faye said loudly, her tone dipped in honey. "Scarlett seems to prefer private meetings with men who aren't her mate." A few heads turned toward me. The warriors' glances slid quickly away when I met their eyes, but the damage was done. Whispers spread like wildfire when the spark came from someone like her. I kept walking, ignoring the bait. Kaya's growl simmered in the back of my mind, but I clamped down on it. Giving Faye a reaction was exactly what she wanted.

I watch as she stares at Sara’s back, breathing deeply. Dad, Jethro, and Bastian walk through the door, all looking at Sara. I pull away from my mother and look at Faye. “It’s spreading,” I tell her. Faye removes her jumper and drops it on the bed. She stands, arms bear, wearing a cami top of white covering her top half. “I need you all to stand away from the bed.” “Faye, you can’t; it’s too dangerous.” Faye nods at her mate. “She’s my daughter. I lost her once, and I won’t lose her again, so I’m doing this. Do not try and stop me, Jethro. I’ll be fine, I promise.”

Faye pouted sadly at her bestfriend. "What do you mean? Maya eyes raked her petite figure. "You are as thin as a rake, all thanks to Mr Daylan sage! She rolled her eyes. Faye smiled sadly. "I bet by now he has learnt his mistake, "would you ever forgive and accept him"? "I mean it is almost three mont he last came here, neither have you consider going back to the state" Maya held her bestfriend hands in a comforting way as Faye eyes glued to her engagement ring.