Feyre Novels & Stories

Castle Soniva, Summer Court Capital, Faerie Fawn This time I was dreaming, and I knew I was dreaming, but it felt so real. I was in a winter wonderland of snow and freezing my ass off. I was following a pregnant woman through a trail of snow-capped trees, and it was as if I were a ghost just watching because she couldn't see me. She looked exactly like me and instinctively I knew she was my mom and that I was that huge baby bump. She broke through the woods into a large clearing where armies of fae were fighting.

None to kindly, from the sound of it. They were dragging her down the hall. She was sputtering at their sudden aggression. Wondering why. Because they’re Feral Fey. Kareni thought. Glad she was long past the days of servicing those she didn’t wish to. And Feral Fey certainly fall in that category. She was scribbling out a note to one of her affiliates to have some human men standing by in-case she needed them for a retrieval. She didn’t trust the fey men. She was distracted when she heard one shrill, short, shriek. Immediately silenced.

Alesha's brisk walk through the moonlit forest suddenly came to a halt when she stumbled upon a sight that sent a jolt through her senses. In the dappled moonlight, she discovered an unconscious figure lying amidst the underbrush, a woman covered in wounds and the telltale scent of blood lingering in the air. As Alesha drew closer, she recognized the familiar features of Carla, the former Luna of the Blue Moon Pack.

It looked like a normal map to mere mortals, but there were hidden locations that were only visible to supernatural beings. “Ina,” Maya mumbled, and fire spewed out of her hand onto the map. She wheezed in between as she continued, and her nose bled. “Maya please, stop this.” Ellen screamed, “You are going to kill yourself!” “Fihan!” Maya cried out then stopped. She panted whilst clutching her side. She wiped her bloody nose with the back of her hand and staggered. “I know where she is." She breathed out as she glimpsed the glow on the map.

Kyro keeps his silence for a long moment, and my words slip without my knowledge. "You follow her because it isn't survival you seek; it's death," I breathe, his evil eyes burning through mine. I'm not intimidated by it, as I bore my gaze through his with equal determination. "Who/what is she?" Kyro pauses, keeping his silence as his gaze impairs mine, searching for something, but I don't know what? "Freya is a Fae… wielding two elements," a suffocating air of shock hangs over us. What the fuck shit...?

Darius thundered looking at the piles of ashes. "Let's give him back what he gave us" Lucifer and Lucian stood on either side of Darius. Thea, Amber, and Ophelia joined them and stood beside them looking at the ashes grimly. Max is flying above them surveying the scene in front of them. Once green land is now looking like ashes and death. Thea must have thought the same because she raised her palm and commands the earth to take the ashes in. Soon earth opened and pulled the ashes inside before closing again.

After searching for him everywhere, Kayla finally found her boo. He was seated downstairs, in the smallest and cosy living area of the mansion. They hardly used that living room and only came there for some alone time. The living room had a glass window which enabled one to see the beautiful view of the backyard. Whoever was in the room could see the backyard but people in the backyard couldn't see the inside. Brian had been in there for a while and he had seen everything going on in the event.

When I entered the lift, I selected the attachments in the email. …A pretty-looking girl with light green hair and golden eyes. 'First Name: Lefiya Last Name: Rios Challia Gender: Female Age: 16 Birth Date: 4th April XX77 Class: First Year, A-1 Race: Faerie Elf Special Note from Principal: She inherited the all-seeing eye from the fairy race, so brace yourself from having your deepest, darkest secrets wholly exposed to her. Don't try to look for her through her hair colour; it's useless as it changes often. Instead, her most distinctive features are her pointy ears and fairy wings.'

Though he is not particularly tall--he's no hunter or warrior by his size--his body is lean and muscular beneath the silk shirt and jeans he wears. My mind struggles with another image that tries to superimposes itself on this one. An image of a boy of twelve and the look of disappointment and sorrow in his luminous green eyes before he turns his back on me. Impossible, I tell myself. I reach out to Fer but she is silent. Much too silent. Seersha gives a little cry and runs up the stairs to the Alpha. His face is briefly transformed by his smile as he scoops her into his arms. The scent of the mate bond between them is so powerful it sends me staggering backward.

If you'll like to read the other ones I'll give you the names. Asteria: The Fey King's Mate only on Novel-cat. The Crazy Hybrid Of A Mate. This book can be found on a lot of platforms. I hope you'll try them out. Thanks again.