Fey River Novels & Stories

Her passion for the rainforest was evident in her every word, and her enthusiasm helped her fellow passengers appreciate the beauty and importance of this unique ecosystem. “But why,” asked Gloria, her voice filled with curiosity, “is there no bridge over the A****n River?” Sonia, a seasoned tour guide and expert on the A****n rainforest, was ready to answer Gloria’s query. "The A****n River," Sonia began, "is a unique and extraordinary natural wonder. It is the largest river system in the world, spanning over 6,400 kilometres and boasting an incredibly complex network of tributaries and channels. Its sheer size and the immense volume of water it carries pose significant challenges for bridg

Charr said frowning and craning his neck trying to see over the trees without luck. ‘Fafnir, any ideas?’ Rex said. “If memory serves me right, other side of these woods was a river that travelled all the way past Ragnar’s Mountains and through to a river town called Delta. See if you can hear running water or smell it. Same way before, slowly breath and force your ears to listen, your nose should follow suit.’

It was getting late. A heavy fog appeared on the river under the night sky. It looked so dreamy from afar. A grand city was among the fog. It was none other than the Emerald Cloud City. The river that ran alongside the city was known as the Jade River. The river looked like a flowing jade belt on the map. That was the origin of the river's name. The Jade River ran nearly the length of the Keygate Continent. It was safe to say that the Lade River was the continent's mother river.

I asked him. He smiled. He took me by my hand and lead me through the forest and out before a huge river. What I saw left my mouth open. I didn't have any words. There was a huge body of water falling continuously from the mountains and into the river that we were standing in front of. "It's beautiful right?" Yoké asked me. "Really, it is magnificent." "This is the only waterfall in our village. It is called Imagbo Fure." "Imagbo Fure. What a beautiful name."

“And the fever?” “Gone.” It’s the truth. I fold my arms around my knees. The sails catch the wind and send us barreling across the deep. He says nothing, his eyes on the distant shoreline, the mainland, where the river leading back to the capital of Veiled Valley feeds into Gem Lake.

"I know you're human.... I know he's the long lost prince. Don't worry your secret is safe with me" My eyes widened and I instinctively held Theo's hands. There was a multicolored water fall that branched into four large rivers. It was glowing beautifully. "What's that?" I asked Luke. "That's the Yren waterfall. It's referred to as the life force of the fae kingdom. It's rivers flow through the four lands" "It's beautiful" I said. Luke grinned. "It is" As we journeyed further, the air began to grow cold. I pulled my coat closer to myself, shivering slightly. Theo began to stir.

Waves lapped at her snout and washed over her paws. "See," I reassured her as she found nothing. "He's not here." I heaved a sigh of relief. Fyre raised her head and inhaled. Elderflowers. And the putrid scent of death. "No," I begged. "Please no." Fyre scanned the other side of the river. A black, crushed, sodden lump lay opposite us. Without thinking Fyre crashed into the river. The icy water penetrated her thick white fur, soaking her skin and freezing her to the bone but she felt none of it as she paddled furiously to the other side, clawing her body out of the water inches away from the black form. She inched forward sniffing. Her nose hit a body. Gently, her giant paw turned his head.

Richard dipped his gaze as the large moths dipped, following their silhouettes as they plumed out and then upward, up, and into the snowy night sky. Black water. Nothing could survive it. All that suffocating dirt and chunks of rubble. Crashing down like that. Nothing. The silt would get into their clothing, Richard knew, weigh them down, drag them under to where black rushing torrents would sweep them downriver, possibly for miles. No one could survive. Not in this cold, in these rapid-moving waters. “Glee . . . shit.”

Ruby asked, "Grandmother Willow, why do I have appeared ugly, with scars, and fat to everyone?" Grandmother Willow patted the little girl on her back, and her branches mimicking her movement was also brushing alongside her side. Grandmother Willow replied, "Look into the stream, what do you see?" The river is a crystal clear, blue water. It's water comes from the top of the Forbidden Mountain where it's the purest. Following the path down the mountain, it creates a magnificent waterfall as it tumbles down the rocky and blue cliff. It have a deep swimming hole that emits the color green the deeper it goes.

“You may want to hate me, but you don’t.” “I wouldn’t bet on it, pal,” River said, trying to get comfortable. It was impossible. It was an intoxicating mix of fear, arousal, and annoyance. Everything about Aelnith was a mystery. He was beautiful beyond words. All the Fae were. His chiseled jawline, his sensuous mouth, the velvet dark auburn of his hair, even his strange, ruby colored eyes...he was otherworldly and dangerous. It all made it impossible to relax while he carried her through the dark, twisting branches of the forest.