Feyre Novels & Stories

What if they changed my mind and punished me for trespassing on their property? Amidst the chaos, I could feel Freyr’s restlessness. ‘Hye is trying to connect to me, Felixe. She’s here. I can sense her presence!’ I stared at the gigantic castle at a distance, perched on a vast grassy valley. My binocular vision zoomed into an open window at the far end of the castle. I knew Hera was there, howling in pain. I could feel her pain. ‘Yes, I can feel her!’

He has gone too far and has pushed me to my very limits, and I will make sure that he pays for everything that he does no matter what. “Let me make one thing clear boy, that woman Maeve is different from Zara. You may have done so much to Zara and everyone kept quiet about it, but the moment that you touch a hair on her head. I swear that I will break your bones, and feed it to you, better keep away from her, if you know what's good for you. Stay the f*** away from Riley as well, she is not yours in any way!”

They circled us, their movements fluid, like smoke drifting through the air, searching for an opening. I stood frozen, my heart pounding in my chest, watching as Hayden faced them down, his sword ready, his gaze unwavering. “Stay behind me,” he ordered, his voice calm despite the chaos around us. I nodded, unable to find my voice. I couldn’t take my eyes off the furies—the way they moved, the way their twisted faces seemed to shift and change with every passing moment. They were creatures of nightmare, of darkness and death, and they wanted me.

Simple yet tasking. Jeremy Cooper Finding out his mate is a thirteen year old isn’t exactly what he was imaging but he had to make it work because the Moon Goddess is never wrong. Reuben Anderson A thirteen year old who is too mature and good willed for his age. He wasn’t meant to find his mate but he somehow did and has to live with it.

He turned away to leave, causing me to softly call for his attention but he ignored me. Who was he? How sure was their Alpha that I was willing to stay in his manor? I raced after the man, breathing hard as soon as I caught up with him. We walked down the hall as some of the men and women who worked there gaped at me and whispered amongst themselves. “She's the one,” “That's the homeless girl our Alpha rescued.” “What's she doing here? Isn't she supposed to be on her way?” “Look at that face, it looks like she's here to stay… who wouldn't? This is basically a mining den in her eyes,”

Suddenly the air felt thick with electricity. I skidded to a halt a few yards away from where he landed. He was shining like a beacon, his whole body bathed in the most beautiful white light. Impossible! Fated Mates are a myth! I mentally screamed, but my feet moved me toward him of their own volition. There was no denying that none of the others seemed to sense the electricity that was thick between us or the light emitting from him. I couldn't stop my feet from moving me closer either even as my brain screamed that only Lycan really had destined mates, fated mates were a Fae story told to little girls. My hand reached up as if to touch him, but before it actually could I felt a pain in the

"This is my favorite place." "I can see why." She stepped closer to the fence and gazed out into the ocean. The lights on a couple of ships and some small sailboats still out there shone brightly. Angel stood behind her, and he grasped the top of the iron rail, enclosing her body between his arms. His warm body against her back felt good, especially since it was getting cold. His face came over her shoulder next to her ear, and she felt him take a deep breath. She closed her eyes, and her body tingled all over. It was still unbelievable to Sarah that she was here, doing this, with him.

She was so drunk that night, it was her first time drinking and Azria had failed to warn her. She could see it clearly, as if she was watching it. This time instead of focusing on the terrible thing Mr. Anderson had done to her, she noticed that his eyes were cobalt, deep like the sea. They were the same color as Azria's. The exact same,the same storm brewing, the same lighting. Everything was the same, it was actually terrifying.

Gene cried out. “That’s the point. I need him to feel the bond snap. I need to set him free. Aphrodite stole my ability to feel the Fate bond. He still feels it, though. I need to break it for him and him to think I’m dead.” I took a deep breath, grabbed the purple dress, and put it on, smoothing it out over my curves. “I am Elentari Tirisil, Princess of Faerl. I task you, Genevieve, with freeing the enslaved of this brothel and ensuring Hephaestus finds me, these letters, and not to give away my secret. You have one hour. I will cast the compel to seek you out, so you do not need to find each girl.”

Chapter 207: “Friends and honored guests, we gather here today to celebrate the life of a dear soul, Fey. As we stand in the embrace of nature, where Fey found her solace and serenity. We come together to remember her and share the deep love we hold for her. Fey was not just a friend but a guiding light in our lives, and Layla, in her great strength, would like to honor Fey's memory by sharing her profound love for her,” the priest said and welcomed Layla to the podium.