Savage Fae Novels & Stories

asked Amelia as she sipped on the herb potion given by Vargauz. “These are some rogue faes Amelia. They were banished from the Kingdom of Uzgolith thousands of years back. They made their way to the realm of earth and stay in the northern parts mostly in order to avoid being discovered. The problem with them is that they retain their original powers, but they can’t go back to their Kingdom. So they use their powers to generate fear amongst the villagers in this area in order to loot their rations. After all they need to feed themselves and the real world isn’t easy. They have found that isolating small villages like these is the best.”

Then he heard a thump, and Talon was right behind her. He had heard stories of talon but had never seen him. He never really wanted to. This was the man he could never be. Tall dark and handsome. Zeek was in his late forties, and 3.5 feet tall; he was an elf. Geneve and Talon were faes. Faes only age until their late twenties, and then the aging process slowed considerably. If a fae looks old, they are ancient, and you better mind your manners around them.

“Okay, but if you don’t tell me what you are, that means nothing to me.” Mr Patrick frowned and asked, “Have you not spoken to your mate? I think you need to.” “We’ve been busy.” And then her cheeks coloured because she remembered they all knew what she had been busy doing. “I’m Fae, Ava,” Mr Patrick said. She still didn’t know what that was. “You won’t find any mention of us in the books in your library because Oskar Hansson eradicated most of us when he first formed the Council. Ask Ezekiel to explain.”

“Especially if he’s not bright.” “I’m not stupid,” I growl. I hear a collective gasp and the forest goes quiet. “Kieran’s wolf Samson has been going feral. He’s a bit short-tempered, but I assure you that he’s not slow. He’s just never met any of the fae before. So, will you introduce your group Firo?” Reagan says. A small little ...sprite flits forward. “I am Firo,” he says formally as if he’s some sort of royal. Maybe he is. How the hell would I know? He crosses his arm over his body and bows.

"The moment you discover you are not someone's forever. I have been in your shoes. I loved a werewolf that was not Alexios's father. He was my first love. The same man I gave my virginity to. I remember both of us sitting together under the moonlight waiting for the clock to strike twelve. I wanted to be the first thing he set his eyes upon when his wolf awakened. I wanted the goddess to see us as suitable mates but she did not choose me. No. Selene chose someone else and before I knew it, he left me. I remember seeing him slowly forget about my existence and the memories we shared together. It hurt for many nights and for some time, I believed it was because I was unloved but then, my mate

And being the reasonably logical man that I was, I stuffed that can of worms deep down and refused to speak about it As I locked the door Tyrese and one of The Isley Brothers extolled the virtues of having a girl who loved them. Why the fuck did Tyrese ever think it was a good idea to team up with Tank and Ginuwine? Something small and soft touched my forearm and I barely resisted the urge to jump a mile and scream like a banshee, because what the fuck!! Looking down, I saw a hand. Long, slender fingers with bright coral nail polish, that contrasted sharply against smooth mahogany skin. I followed an arm covered by a red puffer jacket to a face with big chocolate brown eyes, stretched wide a

Fighting through the wolfsbane fog, ignoring the way it burned in my veins, reaching for that distant heartbeat with everything I had left. I'm here. I'm still here. Please — if you can hear me — I'm still fighting. Don't give up. Don't— A flicker. Just for a moment — less than a heartbeat — the fog parted and something came through. Not words. Something deeper. A surge of emotion that wasn't my own. Determination so fierce it tasted like iron. Fury so hot it burned. And love. Love so overwhelming it cracked something open in my chest. Fao.

Standing on a nearby crate of cabbage, I addressed the people. “My dear villagers, you and the generations before you have been deceived!” An anxious rumbling swept over the crowd. “I am here to tell you the brave men your ancestors sent to fight the dark force all those centuries ago still live! They live inside the bodies of the wolves! They are flesh and blood men. What you see is an enchantment! They are not the violent beasts the elders would have you believe.” “What about the blood moon sacrifice?” shouted an unknown villager from the crowd.

Grandpa Damien explained, “Before Adele and her brothers were born, we were discovered by hunters. We had plenty of time to prepare for the attack, because they didn’t know about our multispecies alliance. We had time to evacuate all of our elderly, children and pregnant women to the fae realm for safety. Sylvie and Luke had been flying on a dragon to attack their convoys. She would open a crevasse for the vehicles to fall into, Luke would set it on fire, then Sylvie would close it so that no innocents were lost. It was working great until Prince Aidinth, soon to be king, was shot down by the hunters. They captured Sylvie and Luke. We were able to rescue them and kill the hunters before they

The goddess chuckled softly in her mind. I hope not, your gift today is a little different than that of your mothers. Today I give you a gift that will be passed down through generations to come. As I told your mother, your family has been chosen to help change the tides, to help supernatural races come together. This is why I have fated you with the Fae Prince. The two of you will help bring peace to the wolves and the Fae. But that time will come. First, you need to survive your current ordeal. To help you with that we have a very special gift for you. The goddess slowly turned towards the pool of water once more and Ember stared expectantly, the waters rippled again and she watched, her e