Feyre Rhys Novels & Stories

From what the merman had told her, she was some sort of fae creature, or at least a watered-down version of one. Snickering to herself, she looked up into the sky, watching as the sun dipped lower. How had the day turned into this? It had started off normal, well as normal as it could with four fae men living in her house. Tea had been nice with Annwn. It left her with more questions than answers. Who was Hyster, and why had he looked at her like she was breaking his heart? The pain had been clear to her. She didn’t understand how Annwn could dismiss him away so easily.

She could hear the whispers of the people, chatting amongst themselves as to their beliefs regarding her arrival. Layke assisted her onto the podium, where 5 faeries were already waiting in the far corner. 3 men and 2 women, all dressed in training gear and booted up with protective weapons, causing Belle to assume the 5 of them were Layke’s best warriors. One woman in particular had her eyes fixated on the way Layke held Belle’s hand in his. She was a pretty woman, with long blonde hair and deep, chocolate eyes. She had a petite frame, yet the way she dressed her weaponry told Belle she was an at least adequate warrior and wasn’t to be underestimated. The woman’s gaze never lifted, like she

“Behind these doors are one of the most vicious creatures to ever exist. They are wild, untamed and proud. Many Fae have tried to ride them and nearly all of them sustained injuries and needed a full day to recover.” “Like a bull then? Bulls have nothing on me.” She made to go in and Rhysal’s hand held the door firmly closed. “I cannot seem to dissuade you no matter how much I caution you so I shall leave you to it but I won’t be coming in with you.” “Fine by me.” She chirped and made to leave again but again, Rhysal didn’t budge. “Move over.” She told him. “Nothing is free, my dear Freya. What will you give me in return for my favour?” He asked her.

he breathes. I close my eyes. “I don’t know what to do anymore. Everything is going wrong. Alden surely hates me. Cal is out there somewhere. Someone in my head wants me dead. I’m apparently an immortal. And you have two immortals in your head who won’t get out.” He brushes closer, until his shoulder is pressed against mine. “Faye, it’s okay. You have me, your mate. I will make sure that nothing bad happens to you. Never.”

But would pee make her whole body wet and bones aching to the extent that they were breaking apart? What was going on with her body? Maya tried to move but she realized that even the act of lifting a finger required too much energy. She felt like she was heating and the pain in her body made her almost pass out. She gave out a low and painful growl as she stumbled on the floor from the bed. Ashton and Eliphas had been paying close attention to Maya's room. They knew this was the first full moon since Maya showed signs of recovery. And if she had fully recovered, they knew that something will happen tonight that is why Ashton had especially gone out to hunt so that he can prepare a feast.

“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.” Jethro sighs but nods his head. “What are you going to do?” Faye doesn’t answer me, so I look to Jethro. “Just stand back, Leander.” My gut churns; I’m scared for my mate. But I do as Jethro suggests and stand back. My eyes widen to see Faye’s eyes change colour. They’re dark blue all over, no white to be seen. A dark aura surrounds her, and a gentle breeze that can’t be felt blows through her hair.

KING DARIUS /ᏦᎨᏁ ᎠæᏒᎨ^Ꮥ/ "She's here boss" Ryker informs me through the mind link. "We just came into the kitchen, Faye's making dinner" I could hear little footsteps padding down a path and I knew all too well whose it was. I let my mind wander as I focused on her little feet. It was the closest thing to serenity both Phoenix and I had felt in the last couple of weeks.

Annoyingly confident. “Oh my gods.” I turn. A girl approaches across the grass. Long blonde hair. Bright green eyes. Skin glowing faintly with that unmistakable fairy shimmer. Fay. And not just any Fay. Royal blood. I can smell it. She stops a few feet away from Alexander. And stares. Not politely. Not curiously. No. She stares like someone discovering treasure. “Well,” she says slowly. “So you’re Alexander.” Alexander blinks. “…yes?” Her lips curl into a satisfied smile.

“Feyre offered we come in for a physical.” “She is about to give birth any time soon. Thought we could check her, the usual.” Dr. Anita nodded in understanding and said she was going to get everything started and be back in a moment. “She seems really nice.” The comment slipped from my most, not giving me much time to think. “Yes.” Feyre smiled. “She helped deliver both my kids. I trust her with my life.” I nodded and smiled, ten went back to looking around the place.

They're fun to watch as they go sprinting and fighting. Minutes later, I felt sleepy so I closed my eyes for a moment. “Feyre,” The redhead lady whispered, her breath warm on my ears. “You shall leave,” Her voice filled my head again. I see her blurry face everytime I close my eyes, it's disturbing. “Now!” She screamed on top of her lungs. Suddenly, the wind blew on my face; a burst of light came from her body. I saw her eyes; they were in a beautiful shade of light hazel with gold flecks on them.