Light Fae Novels & Stories

As the lights drew nearer, she could see the outlines of tiny figures inside the glow. The faeries all seemed to be female, no more than six or seven inches tall, with short dark hair. Their lacy, translucent wings were nearly the size of their bodies. The light surrounding them shone in various shades of red, from a deep blood red to an almost pink hue, and it seemed to glow brighter or duller in accordance with the volume of the chirping. “Do they speak?” Leesa asked. “Not in a way that you can understand,” Ariandre replied. “But you can tell from the amount of noise they are making that they’re excited to meet the two of you.”

She wouldn't be able to walk about the city during the day time hours, as she looked like a mangy alien creature with her sparkling scaly skin and stringy balding hair, but she could walk about at night if she stayed hidden well enough. The warriors I chose were light fae, which gave them the ability to soak up the sunlight during the day, and harness that power during the night. There were very few of their kind left, even fewer of them than there were of us fire fae, but these two had served me well in tracking the movements of the dark creatures in the past. It had been the two of them that had alerted me that the dark forces were on the move and headed to

Ma rolled her eyes at the complaining going on around her and thought once more if only Lorna could be here like we always planned. A soft musical voice sounded out of nowhere, "Our sweet girl is right where she is supposed to be. Luna of the Starlight we always knew she would never be here for this. She has her job to do and she has taken to it wonderfully. Be proud my Luna friend." The men froze in a circle around Ma and her fey friend. This was the first time any of them, including the angel, had come into contact with a faerie. She was short, only coming to below Lorn's pecks, and had long pink hair, big brown eyes, a straight little nose, with cupid bow lips of pink. She was wearing a d

Assuming we were meant to follow, the Alphas motioned to the warrior in charge to move out as we went to face the evil creatures that stood between us and our mates. When we reached the top of the ridge, we could see the entire field below was lit by the Light Fae as they stood facing our foes. Their luminescence was a direct contrast to their evil cousins inky black skin, but even that took on a beautiful, pearly sheen as the light hit them. And standing right in the middle of both armies, stood Raine, the Fae Queen.

His screams pierced the stillness of the night. Amelia didn’t know what was happening. She looked at her fingers that were surrounded with yellow twines of light that were coming from the fae. The yellow rays twirled around her hands up to her shoulders. At first she got scared that this was some magic that would burn her, but then her fear converted into pure amazement, as she watched the lights surrounding her shoulders, her neck, upper torso and then her stomach. She got up from the ground and stumbled back but the light continued to come from the fae into her body.

My breath caught in my throat at the sight of him. "Fynn," he answered finally. "You can call me Sage," I offered in return, hoping I hadn't just gotten tricked into some fae deal I didn't understand. He shook his head, the hood of the cloak finally falling away. Ears that came to a soft point poked out from under his hair, and I had to hold my breath to keep from gasping. So, he was definitely fae. The two features my grandmother had always said to look out for were elongated canines and pointed ears, and the man had just revealed the second of those traits. I saw his teeth earlier, and now I was forced to admit to myself that I had either lost my mind or the world as I knew it was a very d

He inhaled the faint fragrance from Faye's body with a deep breath and slowly drifted off to sleep. … It had been a few days since Faye visited the Keane Manor. As she opened the door, she overheard Felton—who was sitting in a wheelchair—talking on the phone. Faye hadn't intended to eavesdrop, but her keen hearing caught every word. "Just like before. Keep the original manuscript and try to stagger the release dates with Light Moon ..." The word 'Light Moon' piqued her curiosity. It was as if she had stumbled upon a significant secret.

She stops dead at the sight and grins like someone caught a secret and brought it home. “They like her,” Tara says, delighted and not surprised. “They’ve been practicing knots since the playground.” “What are we looking at?” Blake asks from the threshold, he doesn’t come in until I meet his eyes. He has that look on, the one that counts windows, exits, heartbeats, and how much of me is laughing. It’s the responsible one and I love it and also want to bite it. “A night-weft,” Tara says, kneeling by Athena as if she’s greeting a tiny queen. The shadows lift to kiss her fingers and settle again. “In fae it’s called the Gloam Plait. It’s how the Umbral tell their own where the safe roads are.”

"What's going on?" His mother, Linda Barnes, also roared, "We'll only acknowledge Riley as our daughter-in-law. How dare you substitute her for this tart!" The bystanders murmured among themselves. "Does that mean he's got his mistress to be his wife instead?" "I used to think he was loyal. To think he eventually lost to temptations." "Alas, that young lady from the Seafield family gave up her eyesight for him!" … The wedding ended with everyone criticizing Chester. Under their gazes, his face paled, and he grew flustered.

Dimitri came into the room to pull her into his arms. “No, it is horrible news,” Rayne told him as she sobbed into his shoulder. “Xylia isn’t doing well, is she?” Dimitri asked, worried for his daughter. “The light side of herself is going to die.” Rayne to him. “That would mean that darkness would take over. Blood lust would be all she would know.” “That isn’t always true, my love,” Dimitri told her, trying to calm her down. “You don’t understand Dimitri. The fae say that to lose the light means to die, to go into darkness forever. I have never met a fae that lived after losing their light.” Rayne pulled away from him.