Savage Fae Novels & Stories

Saple responded respectfully. Gale laughed and clapped excitedly as she recognized that it was the dragon she heard speaking. Saple barely noticed. With access to the information from his bond with Saple, Roger knew that Gale was actually a fae that had been around for over 100 years. She practiced many types of magic. But the one that allowed her to live amongst humans as if she were one of them was a spell group called illusionary deception. It was the signature magic of a certain type of fae, manifestation nymph.

As Radix stepped toward the front of the carriage, Targue and nonis began to filter from the trees. “I was wondering what that stench was.” Savage grinned just as merrily. Welcoming Radix. But he heard the whoop of wings above him. Sarabis in the sky. He knew. He wouldn’t come after prey as formidable as me without them. It wasn’t ego. It was fact. He knew how Radix operated. “Do you honestly think you can fight me off?” “You didn’t bring enough of your dogs and rodents to take me down.” Savage could hear the shuffle of rocks around him as his Seditious drew their weapons and positioned. Murmuring amongst themselves, horrified to see the creatures.

“When we stumbled upon this ghost town, I couldn’t believe our luck. It was as though the Goddess led us here with a purpose. I knew we would need protection, but how do you gain that as rogues without true warriors? I remembered my father had commissioned experiments; I just needed to figure out how to sneak back into his labs. It wasn’t easy.” Raven came forward. “The first time, we used my fae magic.” Her voice was low and shy, but she also stood proud next to her Alpha pair. She was showing support and strength for her leaders, even though she trembled at the presence of the warriors before her. “Fae magic?” Tia asked, while Luna Carissa continued to assess the group before her. She wasn

Silas moved behind her, his hands settling on her shoulders. "Read aloud," he said. "The page you were on. Start reading." "Silas, what—" "Read." His hands slid down to cup her breasts through her thin dress. "And don't stop. No matter what I do to you." Eve's breath caught as his fingers found her nipples, teasing them through the fabric. She picked up the book with trembling hands and found her place. "The fae courts are divided into two primary factions," she read, her voice already unsteady. "The Seelie Court, associated with summer and light, and the Unseelie Court, associated with winter and darkness—"

Scarlett was my mothers maiden name and has been the royal bloodline of Midsummer for centuries. You see, S, you aren’t just a fae but you are also a Wolf. You have the strength and speed of a Wolf but you also possess abilities no other fae ever has. Gladdis told me you would be the change our world needed and as long as you had your mate by your side, the two of you would finally put an end to the war between the fae and wolves, turning us into allies once more. Gladdis didn’t tell me what your abilities were as it is your journey and for you find out on your own. But she said your very existence was a threat to Skylar and all of those who don’t wish for the war to end.

He threw his gun away and paced around the living room. “I know. Ray called me Black Fang. All of them were afraid of me. Why? Who the hell am I?” “You are not ready for the truth, Sia. If you know what Black Fang means, you'll be hiding right now. Once Rosetta treats you, Lenox will drive you to your apartment. Go back to your life.” “Living like a loser? Pretending this isn't my life, too?”

I can still see that it is a mark from the wolf. I forgot to say that our province isn't a typical province you know. Our province is a place where wolves are living. The wolves that live here in our province are divided into three groups. The royal family where the Alpha, Beta, and their families belong, the Elites where living in the town. They're rich and powerful too while the last group are the Lower Settles where I belong. Cassy belongs to the Elites. We’re both full wolf blooded. "Tsk, you're not listening to me Everleigh. What is happening to you? How many days have you been like that?" She said so I stared at her.

“I’m not scared of death.” “Aren’t you?” I smiled at her coyly. The same kind that made her mad. “Everyone is scared to die, Sofia.” “You’re a bully. You just enjoy toying with me.” “Didn’t you know? It’s my hobby.” I teased her. “Now, are you going to tell me the truth about your background or do I have to force it out of you?” I applied more of my weight into her body, my cock turned harder, balls tight. “I have a lot of ideas for you. They don’t call me a Savage Alpha for nothing.”

I was just Lana, the human-adjacent one, the one with the bounded wolf. But as the first one lunged, a hand outstretched to grab my arm, something shifted. Not in them. In me. A surge of energy, hot and wild, exploded from my core. It wasn’t a shift—I felt no bones breaking, no fur erupting—but it was power. Pure, undiluted strange pressure. It rolled off me in a visible wave, making the very leaves on the trees shiver. The rogue’s grin vanished, replaced by stunned terror. His hand froze inches from my skin.

"When Kieran saved me from the Reaper, I lost consciousness for a moment. But I saw something which still appears like a dream to me. Kieran was..." "Covered in flames." Cae finished for her. "Yes. He looked feral, and the power he exuded was..." She trailed off, shaking her head in awe. "What was that?" "What you witnessed was the Alpha's savagery." Cae explained. "You've heard people call him names like the Barbarian and the Savage Alpha, haven't you?" "Yes." "That's why. Seeing you hurt triggered him. The Alpha never reveals that side of him, unless it is absolutely necessary."