Pyra Fae Nude Novels & Stories

All the fae who had seemed beautiful when I first saw them seemed plain next to the Queen… Aleria had shiny raven black hair that tumbled to her waist. Her emerald green eyes were framed by thick long lashes and her pouty lips were painted a bold red. She was wearing a purple full-length gown with a plunging neckline that should have looked vulgar, but it looked elegant on her. And when she raised her leg to cross it on top of the other, the slit of her dress revealed her creamy legs up to her thighs. My gown which I had deemed slutty seemed modest after I saw the Queen’s outfit. Now I knew what Stella meant when she said the fae were sensual creatures…

Kyro keeps his silence for a long moment, and my words slip without my knowledge. "You follow her because it isn't survival you seek; it's death," I breathe, his evil eyes burning through mine. I'm not intimidated by it, as I bore my gaze through his with equal determination. "Who/what is she?" Kyro pauses, keeping his silence as his gaze impairs mine, searching for something, but I don't know what? "Freya is a Fae… wielding two elements," a suffocating air of shock hangs over us. What the fuck shit...?

Keya P.O.V I was nervous, but very excited. The plan is to allow my 'Gurls' to show themselves while I stay back and observe from the Spirit Realm. Yuri is first up. And I watch as she greets them with her thick sultry southern accent. "Well, ain't y'all the lively lil' bunch. Hello, I'm Yuridicae but y'all can call me Yuri. And I am Rukeya's Fairy. What would you lovely ladies like me to do for y'all?" Grammy request, skeptically. "Can we get a look at your wings?" Yuri loves the idea. "Sure!" Yuri exclaims excitedly while removing the plushy white robe. I don't care about being naked in front of my family. They had changed my diaper and bathe me when I was a baby. So it's whatev.

I’d never felt so alive. People walked around me in all different shapes and sizes, none of them were the one I hoped to see. It was amazing to see the variety in humans. Nymphs were all tall and slender with more or less the same shape. Nymphs and Fae were all a big extended family of magical beings. Different types of fae tended toward different coloring, but all wood nymphs had blonde hair and green eyes.

Her beautiful pink butterfly wings started glowing like a star in the dark. "It's better than letting the others know that we are coming. A fae's magic is undetectable." Fin'esia spoke as she walked towards Adrian. She was supposed to walk with him so the others would be able to see the way properly. Adrian nodded his head and signalled everyone to follow him.

Noah wrapped his arm around me before speaking. "I am Noah Brinx and this is my life mate Raven Volkov. We would like our boys returned," he said in a deep growl. Piras shook his head and stated, neither of you is fae and both boys are fae and very powerful. I have heard of the demon Mortas Brinx the human killer and Zurac Volkov, carrier of the fire wolf…neither of them carried fairy blood either. I will decline your claim and keep the amazing children as goblin soldiers." Noah stepped toward him and growled. "Do you want actual hell to rain down upon you and yours? Cause I can assure, I have very powerful connections," he spat. Piras looked down at Noah and chuckled.

"You had a non-dragon mate that you rejected, didn't you?" Fafnir let out an aroused sounding moan, and hearing it coming through the phone was a little more than disturbing to say the least. "Oh boy did I ever. Scarlett. She was the fire fairy princess of our hemisphere. Drop dead gorgeous, curves like you wouldn't believe, long wavy blood red hair, sparkling orange eyes, the heart of a saint with the level of crazy that could keep a man happy in bed until his dying breath." "What ever happened between the two of you?"

Phaedra and I envied her deep brown eyes and full, pouty lips. Phaedra was a hot-bodied goddess. The three of us sported ample backsides and large bosoms, but Phaedra had the tiny hourglass waist and height to complete the package. Her blonde-topped pretty face featured piercing blue eyes and dimples. She was the mother of two kids and the wife of a notorious womanizer.

Kael The silence after the lake’s glow fades is worse than the screaming. The survivors stand on the far shore. They are each dripping, shaking, and hollow-eyed. The water has already gone still, looking like glass, as if it didn’t just devour one of us whole. The only sound is the slow echo of water dripping from the cavern ceiling. And then the fae, Nyra, snaps. “You!” she spits, turning on Aria. Her silver hair is plastered to her face, her eyes burning with anger that I haven’t seen from her before. “Why is it always you? Every time something happens, someone dies for you!”