Iron Fey Novels & Stories

she said, looking down at the leaves in wonder. “What is this for?” I asked, not really expecting an answer. The fae were a secretive bunch, and they never divulged their secrets to anyone. “Oh, one of the senior court members was poisoned by iron. It is depleting his energy resources, and he has started to age. Only when the effects worsened and he started getting sick did he realise that his servant had been dosing him with iron through food. Now only fairy glow could help him. Else he would either die of the poison or turn mortal and age. We haven’t experienced the issue of slow poisoning through iron before now, and no one is sure about the effects in the long run,” she explained.

She pulls the power from their body, letting it consume and give her adrenaline to fight. The Elders jump back in fear of the large wolf looming over them. "Afraid of a puppy?" Harry mocks his friends. He releases faerie magic, a sliver of light wrapping around their body. Feather roars in laughter and shakes the strong magic off as if it were drops of water. You forget, Harry- I am half-witch, and your barriers don't work on me. Feather mocks. A breath of fire interrupts their stand-off. A white and yellow dragon lands between Harry and Feather. Four shadows following behind. Two wolves push Feather behind them while two vampires stand by her side. "Start the party without us, babe?" Toby

The deep red liquid in the goblet was frothing. Amelia couldn’t believe that they had together found the Divinity Elixir—something that Vargauz had been waiting for a long time to acquire. He had spent years of searching for it. She was moved from the core of her heart when after so many years of searching for it, he asked her to drink it. And just because he wanted her to attain divinity, to be his wife. Even though she was bleeding heavily, her hands were covered in blood and she was pale, she couldn’t help feeling love for this fae. He was so different from Daniel. She smiled and said, “Vargauz, you are the best fae I’ve met in my life, and I haven’t met many. You are the kindest and most

My lungs burned, and my vision was swimming with golden spots that wouldn't fade. ​“We saw it, too,” Leo said, his face pale and covered in a fine sheen of sweat. “The Iron King. He’s not a wolf, Mama. And he’s not a man. He’s the one who stayed behind when the Architects left the first time. He's been waiting for them to come back.”

“That is not possible.” She nodded once, her expression tight. “It should not be.” A cold chill ran through me, “What kind of markers?” I asked, though something inside me already knew the answer. She met my gaze, and there was no avoiding it now. “One belongs to the Ironblood Alpha line,” she said. My breath caught. “And the other…” she paused, as if struggling to find the right words. “The other is older. Stronger. It carries the signature of the Lycan King.”

They specialize in land trade and mail service In the fifth carriage is Duke Tanwen Ironhaven, Duchess Admani Ferrum Ironhaven, Lady Celosia Ironhaven, and Lady Ember Ironhaven, all descendants of Hephaestus from Ironhaven City, patron city of Hephaestus they oversees the Ironridge Province, which specializes in blacksmithing

There was a split between the Bear Shifters and regular Shifters, now the Kingdoms are Fae, Elf, Bears, Dragons, Witches, Vampires, Werewolves/Lycans, and Shapeshifters. There are also other territories but Aidan has not contacted them unless he needs to, this would include Oceania which houses all sea creatures, along with the Sirens or Mermaids, and Demorand, the underworld which houses the Demons. I was fascinated about the Demons as they have not touched foot in Ravena for centuries and honestly, if they are Demons, I assume they are also Angels lurking around but no one has ever seen one. Lily' has another son and daughter who is six and four respectively and Michelle also has six-year-

I feel both my legs break then knit themselves back together in a futile attempt to shift. “Take . . . off . . . the . . . iron.” I pant as my ribs cave in on themselves, crushing my lungs. “No!” My father shouts. “It’s iron, not silver. You’ll shift eventually. Or you’ll die. Either way, no son of mine will be Fae.”

her eyes drifted towards the broken window, worried. “I’m sorry for barging into your home like this.” Iron said, in that same calm, gentle tone that Deborah had spent years hearing him use with the pack members “My name is Iron Aster, Alpha of the Kingdom of Eclipsor.” “The Lycan King.” Dawn swallowed dryly.

"Good morning, Callista!" The morning dew, melancholy violin music, and birds chirping in the side alley set the tone for the small village named Callista, which is one of Japan's villages inside a district, a rural area. A village where many people celebrate happy occasions with endless tables of food, remnants of memories from festivals that bring every villager's heart closer, families bond with smiles and laughter, crystal clear lakes and ponds that serve as tourists who feed fishes, with the perfect weather, blue skies, and clouds that almost never get dark when it's night time, perfect scenery of the sunrise and sunset, just the perfect serene of Village Callista.