Filthy Rich Fae Book 2 Novels & Stories

Playing dirty to get what we want. Authors note: This is the end of book one. Book two will continue under the same title. I hope you’ve enjoyed book one. Book two’s title is: The Promised Mate

She Screams, our people growl, rushing past us as the rogues arrive and charge straight for us, I take the moment to push the boy under the tree just as his mother and sister come charging my way. I run towards them with Fiona by my side, colliding with the mother with force I go straight for her throat, slamming her against the forest floor and landing on top of her, Layla releases my claws and she slashes her throat “NOOOOO MUMMMMMM” The girl cries out just as she glares at me “YOU WHORE!” She screams just as Fiona snaps her neck, she falls to the ground as Fiona wipes the dust from her hands before helping me up. “Well they were pleasant”

He thought, at last, he found it. He took his first step to leave, however Soleira stopped her. Her vengeful hand blindfolded him, then a figure of a maiden with long knee level black hair appeared. Her eyes are those of crimson blood, her nails are painted with a real dried blood. “Come…” says Soliera as soon as she flies back to her throne, a ladder of bones and skull. He could not see anything but this woman. His mind went blank, the ears that used to hear what surrounding speak is gone, it only hears her inviting voice. “Let’s put an end to this story. You want to live with her, right? I’ll bring that fae to you, be my slave…”

He crawled over me like a predator, pushing my sundress up and ripping my panties off completely. “Spread your legs, Em. Let me see how messy my cum made this pretty cunt.” I obeyed, blushing as I opened my thighs wide. His cum had leaked everywhere, coating my swollen folds and inner thighs. Alex groaned deeply, a low, hungry sound that made me throb. “Look at that. My dirty little slut, full of my load.” He dove down and dragged his tongue slowly up my slit, tasting our mixed juices. “Mmm fuck, we taste so good together.”

Isadora remains at my back, unmoving, but I can feel her gaze on me. “You bled,” Leticia remarks, holding up the sheet she’s pulled from the bed. My blood has dried on it in a strange pattern, like a map of the Kingdom of Eris before the fall. “Purity from a Fae? How unexpected. I’ve always known your kind to be promiscuous, unloyal, and lovers of defilement. Most were also into sodomy. How crude.”

“Haven’t you said it before?” “Yes, but maybe they don’t remember and reading this will make them understand this book better. So yes,” She is suddenly facing the wall beside her, “I want you guys to read the first book. ‘Asteria: The Fey King’s Mate’. It’s exclusively on N******t, so I couldn’t upload it here. I am sorry for that, I really am but this will make you understand a lot of things better and I hope you like it.”

The first inhale in a thousand years. Her cunt clenched around nothing. The air filled with a deep, low hum of male desire—something ancient and raw. Her hand jerked harder along his shaft, and her lips sucked tighter. Then—he moved. The fae lord’s eyes shot open, glowing like molten gold. One massive hand dropped to her hair, fisting the strands, yanking her off his cock with a wet, obscene pop. She gasped, dazed and dripping, her lips red and slick with spit.

She assured me. “And you were judging my choice of clothings.” I said smugly as we turned a corner. Emilia visibly relaxed. “I am still judging it but it works.” She said. There was an elevator up ahead so we got in. “Thank you again.” I said. “I still have to ask, why did you agree?” “The Lycan King has ruined many lives. He has the habit of ripping the ground off of someone and planting them somewhere new. He expects them to magically adapt.” Emily replied as the elevator descended.

Chapter 41: Faye pov The first light of dawn cut through the tent, but it brought no comfort. I woke up with a start, the burn inside me pulsing harder than ever. It was a constant, angry fire, moving with every beat of my heart. My body felt cold, and weak from blood loss, but the curse inside me made my skin burn hot. My side still bled through the bandages, with every movement sending sharp pain along the wound. Umfa moved restlessly in my mind, growling, pacing, wanting to shift, and wanting to fight. I held her back, knowing any sudden shift could make the curse worse.

Her hair was pure white and her skin tanned like she was kissed by the sun. Rhae recognised her as Fae, but was no longer afraid. She felt happy and peaceful in this place. As she looked back to the stream, she found the Faeries had disappeared, the fish were floating on the top of the now polluted water and all the flowers had withered. She turned back to the Fae only to find her gone as well. Ash fell from the sky, filling Rhae's lungs. She looked back to the stream, seeing a great blue fire in front of her, ripping into the lush greenery and covering everything in black ash. As Rhae struggled to breath, she felt the ground open up beneath her. She was swallowed by darkness.