Iron Fey Novels & Stories

*She hung from a braided silver rope from the ceiling, the silver cutting and burning into her wrists. Her weight twirled the rope around so that she turned slowly like a meat on display. The tips of her toes barely touched the ground. She was bleeding from several strikes of a silver whip on her skin. In some places, the whip cut through more than once or twice and the skin hung in tatters, burning and sizzling from residue silver. The whole room smelled like blood, metal, and human barbecue.*

I learned this method when I was fourteen years old, I had no choice but to learn it because my stepmom refused to buy an iron presser but eventually did when Noor told her that she needs it. After I was done, I grabbed my towel and headed into the bathroom. I can’t wait for days like this to end. I’m so fed of the stress and difficulty. Last night, my mind drifted to what Rayan said about Khalil, well I know I should have forgotten about that but I can’t, I felt more worried. I can’t afford to lose Khalil after all I have been taking shifts just for him. Once I took a shower, I wore my clothes, briefly combed my hair and wore a black scarf to cover my hair, and then exited the room. On my w

In one second, I could hear the flames exploding under my castle, in another, we were standing in what seemed to be a misty lake. “Open that damn gate, Vraxlon! "Faye grunted against that mass of fog before my eyes. "Or I swear on my immortality that I will devour this iron and spit it on your head.” Without any hurry, Vraxlon walked out of the water and put me on the ground. I straightened my shirt and pants with one hand, as I gave the other for him to guide me against the fog. Faye's hair appeared after a few steps, and I was really moved by the despair I felt in her, with the need to eat anything as soon as possible.

"It is her!!" Maya squealed with delight and excitement. "Who?" Ameerah asked looking lost. "Mr sage New lover", Maya whispered closing her mouth. "What?! Mr sage New lover?" Ameerah eyes opened in shock and excitement. Maya nodded looking at Faye. Faye stole a glance at them and bend her head playing with her fork. She is very beautiful and so stunning in that baby blue figure hugging dress. She is so much beautiful in person than the site she g****e at home.

I guess it wouldn’t really matter though considering all of the other Fae are gone as well. The book also said we had this whole long list of weaknesses and we were these tiny beings. I admit, we do have quite a few weaknesses, but not as many they would like to think. Of course iron is our main weakness, and if you turn your clothes inside out I can’t touch you. Four leaf clovers are also a major weapon against us. For some odd reason, if you have one on your body we can’t come within five feet of you. There is a catch though, for it to work it has to be touching skin. For example, if someone has one in their pocket I can touch them, but if they’re holding it I can’t. We’re also just as tal

, Rey said. "One more thing, the land of Iron is heavily infused with Dark magic and it will affect more than just your powers. It will also affect your health if we are there for too long", Hyperion said. "How severe will it be?", Seraphina asked. "Not sure, you will be our specimens for it. But prepare yourself ", Hyperion said. "That isn't very comforting", Rey said as they begun their journey to the Land of iron. As Seraphina, Rey, and Hyperion rode toward the Land of Iron, the landscape changed. The air grew heavier, and the once vibrant villages and towns appeared deserted.

She asked, narrowing her eyes at the chubby woman. "It's one of the special ointments gifted to the King from the Fey Kingdom." The healer mumbled nervously, tentatively looked back when Mercy faked a cough. Esmeray had a feeling that the healer would have said more if Mercy hadn't coughed warningly with a hard look on her face. Esmeray knew a little about Feys. Feys were known to be the descendant of Elves. They knew magic like healing and a few other protection and barrier spells but nothing close to witchcraft that was seeped in nature and darkness.

The fey land was similar to ours, it's made of trees and forest, the only difference is that the trees in the fey land would try to kill you, the birds would report back to their lords, and the ground would swallow and never let you go. I had no idea where to go, I didn't have an aim or purpose, but I knew I needed to start moving, she's the princess, she'll be in the castle, in the court. I only know of stories of the fey land, and my connection only dared to bring me over to the summer kingdom, and I agreed with them, she never felt evil, she didn't have that aura around her, maybe firm and cold, but not evil, and she's Caspian's daughter, she's the princess of the summer land.

Which should have been the first thing we did, but I guess with the language barriers among other things, it never came to my mind. “Grudal, alpha of Redmoon.” He returns the handshake. “Welcome to our home.” “Thank yo—“the rest of my words get swallowed when I catch sight of white and dark brown hair. With the sun setting in the background and the reddish orange hues, Feyre looks like she is coming right out of a dream. A fantasy the normal mind couldn’t even fathom. Her hair which is usually in a bun is plaited with flower petals in between. The heavy braid hangs off her single shoulder.

' he internally screamed. "You were lying, I saw what you did earlier. Tch. Anyway, that's the reason I use my left hand. The sensation will stay for a while, but it won't affect your movement that much. It's already night anyway. It'll disappear tomorrow." she responded, completely ignoring the reaction he did just now due to the gesture she just executed. "But how —" "Have you heard of familiars? This," she pointed at a strange-looking brooch on her chest. It is an emerald stone embraced by a golden dragonfly. ". . is one."