Sea Fairy Novels & Stories

"I'm going to need this explained to me like I'm stupid. You said it all made sense. How does a selkie being mated to Dhara make sense? She has the earth element. Why don't they have fairy mates from their own elements? Why Fiona's warriors?" A knowing smile formed on Salila's face as she looked at Seth. "Obviously, Roxanne and Cerulean's daughters aren't your typical elemental fairies. They all have wolves, meaning that it would take special mates to stand by their sides. First, Fiona's lead warriors are definitely special. There are no better mates for hybrid fairy princesses than them. Plus, their fairy counterparts are paired up nicely with the girls' elemental traits. A nãga with water.

I found him sitting in a corner, legs pulled up tightly to his chest, clutching what looked to be a bloody blanket. "Twilight? The Twilight Court never interferes." He blinked up at me with large, rounded, coffee-colored eyes that shone liquid in the dark. "We do now." I bent down and offered him a hand. He stared at my hand for a moment and then took it resolutely and allowed me to help him stand. When the filtered light hit him, I saw that he was a selkie, a type of fairy who can change into a seal simply by slipping on his seal skin. Their skins were their most prized possessions, and if they were damaged, the selkie would be unable to change until it was healed. If the skin was destroyed

As expected, Phantoria was freezing cold. Heavy clouds loomed over the ocean as if a storm had just passed by. I looked around and there was no trace of living beings anywhere near the shore. The shore had memories of storms that kept hitting it over the years. Maybe that was the reason there were no settlements near that shore. “Zeve… where will we go from here?” Lead asked. The dragon fairies fluttered around me. They looked excited seeing the magnificent sea shore. It was indeed eerie, yet picturesque. The sound of waves rushing on the shore, harmonising with the sand and then going back to the sea was the only sound around us.

Fairy ointments. And even a lot more that Chantara could not make do of. Then she saw a water body of large water. Ocean. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen before. She loved this because it was somewhere related to what she had seen before in the High Realm. She instantly loved the driftwood that came upon the buoyant waves as tiny rescue boats. Then there was the seaweed, that flora of those salty waves, as deeply green as any high summer foliage. Her favourite though, as she could recall while she was still up on the high Realm, out of everything was that it was here upon the softly rolling dunes, was the tall, tall grass that whispered so sweetly into the gusting breeze.

Very soon at that. "Zephyr." She sang in her enthralling siren voice that reached out to caress my skin. The hall was becoming too hot and i felt like i would explode if she called my name one more time. I had heard of the true Sirens. We called them Enchantresses. Birds of the air and oceans with skins that lit up like stars depending on their moods and voices used to lure and trap their preys in the ocean right before they fed on them and killed them. They were feared for their ethereal beauty and their abilities to compel even the Fae without even trying. It went without saying that Fae compulsion never worked on them. They were creatures of freedom,like us dragons,and they were hated for

McKenna grins, looking at the three of us. "Thank you McKenna for trusting us with your secret, I promise you it's safe with us," Keran bows to her and she nods her thanks. McKenna told her friend goodbye and mounted her stallion, waiting for us to join her. "I'll explain things to Nyx and ask if he'd help build additional housing for staff to complete your endeavor. I'm sure he will be excited to know about the merfolk, many of the fae think their existence was decimated," Keran grins happily. I nodded my thanks as we headed back into the enchanted forest. I could see pixies fluttering about and pursed my lips, eyeing McKenna, had she always known about her land and fairy creatures? Had she

“The girl kissed him. And he remembered her name.” The fire crackles, then falls silent. The villagers murmur, some crossing their arms, some wiping at their eyes. Kara doesn't say anything. Neither do I. We just sit there, bones warm from the fire, everything else cold and burning at once. Then, after a pause, a younger girl speaks up from beyond the firelight. “Want to hear the tale of the sea spirits?” There are nods. Someone chuckles. “They live deep below the waves,” the girl begins, her voice clear. “They wear the faces of those the ocean has claimed. They whisper to sailors and take your voice if you answer.”

Sapphire told me a story once, about a group of sea creatures that were solely dedicated to evil and their evil queen who sought nothing but to claim every ocean and destroy other life forms that aren't her species. They call themselves Mirties Perlai and were another race of mermaids. They didn't have tails and possessed incredible powers. The queen was extremely evil but the other sea creatures led by the sea king attacked them and they were destroyed. The queen got away and lived with humans for the rest of her days.

"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?"

"By the way, I've worked hard to seek justice for you. No matter what happens, at least I won't regret it." She smiled. "I've heard that all seas in the world are connected. So, this time next year, I'll be seeing you from a different beach." She looked at the sea one last time before turning around. What she saw sent chills down her back. Even through her cap, she could see a figure coming down from the yacht. It was Wyatt! She instinctively turned around. At the exact moment, Wyatt, who was coming down from the yacht, stopped in his tracks. He had an odd feeling which made him look up to see someone turning around.