Novel & Cerita High Fae Books

The book falls with a thud onto the bed frame. It glows brightly in the sunlight and I do not dare touch it. Its leather bound cover is worn and tattered. It looks to be older than the kingdom itself. Strange lettering is on the front of the book. Symbols from a language that I do not recognize. My fingers itch to touch the cover of the book. Reaching out a finger I lay it gently on the cover of the book. The symbols on the cover shift and change into words that I can understand. "Prophecies of the Fae."

I ask Gabriel slowly. "Lyka, I guess the books you've read haven't really done a job, have they?" Gabriel mocks. We are back to that, I thought the library contained everything I need to know. I guess am wrong there. "For a person who is a future alpha, you are far too green." "And whose fault is that? I am sure Jacob made it clear that you have to teach me so quit with that bull shit." I retort snarkily. "I am surprised you can solve a number in calculus and can't figure out some simple things." Thus gets me glaring at him.

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I frowned as I could see no sign of him. “What does it matter? Scurried off to some hole, I am sure.” Rivyn took my hand, drawing me back to the shelves I had come from. He plucked a book at random from the shelf. “Here, try this one,” he said, and guided me back to the table before returning to his seat and the book he studied. I opened the book to the first page. The elegant script introduced the book as being written by a man who claimed to have lived amongst the Fae, and from his experience in the Fae Court had taken a collection of hearth stories and told the truth behind them.

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Original home of Sylvie. Hephaestia: Realm of magic and wonder. Dangerous to those who are unaware. Home of Xander. Unpredictable weather unless in the kingdom of Everaya, due to too many weather mages interfering with the natural balance. The next realm to be targeted by the Demon Lord. Known Kingdoms: Everaya: Home to Xander. An island nation at the center of all magical ability. Is predominately ruled by a monarchy who is advised by a council of the heads of guild.

Asim growls. His wolf is near the surface. “I hear fae taste delicious,” Hikaru says. “Really?” Willow asks. “I have heard the same. I also heard that the taste of their cum is addictive and that some fae have cum that can enhance pleasure in some supernatural beings if it is taken orally,” Asim says. “I can vouch for the taste part, but I suspect the rest is propaganda,” I say. “I say we find out,” Asim purrs against my neck as he kisses the sensitive skin there.

Taryk lifted his hand a fraction of an inch off the pages. Kord relaxed and pulled the book towards his lap. He shut it and put it aside, directing all of his attention to Taryk and the rest of us not salivating over an ancient book. "Fae. Supernatural beings in an alternate dimension of Earth. They have all kinds of powers; they're very long lived; allergic to iron; typically fall into Light and Dark castes." Kord tipped his head to the side as if searching his mental files. He nodded. "For more specific information, you're going to have to break it down. There're literally over 150 books in my head on the subject." "Shit," I said with a whistle.

"Lyria. And I'm not too sure what the war is like. They were always so secretive about everything." Adrian closed my right hand with his. "I'm sure it's nothing. Besides, they can't breach the walls even if they took over Lyria. Only significant faeries know the way in and out. I read that in a history book I found in the old library," he muttered the last part, as if trying to hide his interest in the mythical creatures. "The High Lord that took you," Edina mentioned. "Can he not stop the war since he is a powerful person?"

“Well I need a drink! Let’s go find one and you can whisk me away for another dance before more unmated males come after me. Caleb leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek, and went in search for a drink. He wasn’t gone for long before he showed up again with two glasses of some purple liquid. “Ooh what is that?” Ember took the glass and smelled it. It had a soft sweet scent that made her think of a late summer night. “Be careful and sip it slowly. Alpha David brought out the Fae wine for our guests. I thought you might like to try it.” He smiled at her as she brought the purple liquid to her lips. It was divine. She had never tasted anything so delicious. It was sweet yet subtle, the