Selkies Novels & Stories

Adelaide let her eyes move over the people that filled the pristine white space as their eyes all turned to look to her. Familiar faces stood out from the crowd next to Theo and she quickly made her way over. The tall female was dressed in traditional wear that stood out from the crowd that had gathered and her hair was auburn and long, reaching to her lower back. Her eyes were blue and wild, full of the wolf that lounged beneath her skin. The wilderness clung to her skin and was a drug to her senses, like a song pulling her back to the true nature of their kind.

Our manager is one tough cookie to crack,a minute late he will lecture you to for being tardy wishing you'd crawl back and never be seen. I sigh as I take out my contacts for my disguise looks.After all have been through and deciding to cloak myself as Marie,I also had to change my looks choosing a blonde wig and blue eye contacts hiding my grey eyes.I also had to tan myself a bit to hide my pale skin.I closed my eyes letting myself fall into slumber with only one thought in mind,time to reign.

Why are we here? - Listen and don't interrupt. Our Eritea was inhabited by werewolves, zylphs and goruns. This can be said to be the result of the creativity of our creators. For werewolves, this is the brother and sister of Zandana and Aromon. Other creatures have their creators, but I no longer remember their names. The star of our planet - Kalpos, the personification of life and death, was dying. And the Creators were looking for planets with a suitable habitat. The Zilphs were the first to leave Erythea. The second werewolves. - How did you leave? On some spaceships?

As it receded, so too did the forms of the seals and, in their places, stood tall, humanoid figures. And Ava didn’t need Emmaline’s supercharged senses to glean the animosity wafting from the willowy group. Marnie sighed and reluctantly reached for the door handle. “Wolves, meet the Selkies.”

Kaleb cuts in, and Silas frowns. “Yes, well, it doesn’t negate the fact that the selkies and undines make up a large population here. Not in the Glade, but regardless. She needs to get used to seeing them.” He turns to direct his words at me. “Anything that doesn’t look like us,” he explains, pointing to me and Kaleb, then to himself, “are called lesser fae.” “Why lesser?” “Because…well…” Silas stumbles over his thoughts. Kaleb shakes his head as he braces his hands flat on the table. “Because anyone not full-blooded high fae is considered lesser, less important, and disposable.”

Why did this little girl seem scarier than meeting his mom? "Holy shit, Catpig. Who is this fine specimen of a human being!?" Another young girl asked as she came down the stairs. This girl looked exactly like the first except, she behaved like she was high on sugar. He sighed. "Darcy, this is Higan." I laughed, unable to hold it in. "Catpig?" He glared at me. "That's top secret information so, keep it to yourself, buddy." Darcy grabbed my arm and asked, "How did you become friends with Jamie? Did he beg you?"

Jax asked when he finally entered the room. We both took turns giving Jax the rundown of our meeting. He like me was just as surprised at the variety of supernatural species that lived within Dublin. Half of them I never even knew were real, like the Merrow. Merrows are what the normies call a mermaid, except in cartoons they depict them as beautiful and innocent little women with a love for collecting shiny things. Well, Ariel aint got shit on a real Merrow, that’s for sure. Merrows are beautiful both in the sea and on dry land but they are also known for being quite vicious when they feel cornered or when someone tries to stake claim to something that is theirs.

"Please don't try. You should worry about your own child." "My little sorceress can take care of herself." Cornelia said. "Your child, on the other hand, is nothing but an egg." "It was him who did this to me." Nherisa said, giving Eric a look. "Sorry?" Cornelia was surprised. "Don't sea dwellers lay eggs." "No." Nherisa said. "That is just another misconception you have. W sea dwellers are just like you. Except we adapted to living underwater. We are mammals, not fish. Eric here had put my baby into an egg."

I whispered, voice shaking. Dimitri stood behind me in the mirror, face pale. “I don’t know, Hazel. I’m as shocked as you are.” He swallowed hard. “The only creatures I know from the ancient legends that have scales are the dragon clan, the serpent clan, and the water people—the merfolk. So you’re either one of those…or something we’ve never seen before. But it’s impossible for a wolf to have this trait. It just doesn’t make sense to me.” My knees felt weak.

Frost giants pushed the horizon wider just by standing there, and the temperature dropped fifty degrees out of respect or terror—hard to say which. They weren’t alone. Dryads unfolded from the bark of newborn trees, hair full of leaves and secrets. Naiads rose in the first rivers, their laughter silver as minnows. Satyrs arrived at a run, pipes already tuned for trouble. Centaurs thundered across open grass, archery the language of their hello. Harpies took the high thermals and gossiped with thunderheads. Griffins nested on cliff-top ledges and blinked gold eyes at the new sun. Basilisks preferred the cool of caverns and the art of being underestimated. Phoenixes treated dawn like a hobby a