The Fae Novels & Stories

He could not understand a single thing! Winzi rolled her eyes. “Erganiv is a hidden territory. This is invisible to the mortal world. Erganiv is divided into four domains—the Argia, Alsache, Gwiazda, and Noyuh. The faes of royal blood govern these territories.” She inhaled deeply before she continued, “I’m not in the mood to discuss history. I’m sure you’ll know everything since you’ll stay longer.” “Hidden territory? Faes? You mean faeries?” his mouth opened, but he couldn’t find the right words to say. Goodness gracious, he entered a faerie world! Things were slowly sinking in his head. That explained their looks were similar to elves.

As she sat in my office and sipped hot chocolate, she looked exactly like an innocent little girl with her wide eyes and tired look. Well, she was neither innocent nor a little girl. Though she didn’t look a day over eighteen, she must be centuries old because to be a court member, she would at least have to be a century old. The fae were almost immortal since they never aged past their prime and never died of natural causes. Only way of killing a fae was by stabbing them in their heart with an iron stake or by beheading them. But both were almost impossible since the fae had magic, strength and agility. And that’s why the dark

Merrow said as he leaned back into the soft grass looking up into the clouds, “We are governed by two courts, the Seelie and the Unseelie. Good, bad, the lines blur with the fae. It’s more like day and night.” “I, we don’t know if Erik, who Erik is exactly.” Puca grumbled as he glanced over at Merrow, lifting an eyebrow at him. “Why would it make a difference who he is?” Lola asked, rubbing her hands together, Lu pulled her closer and pressed a kiss to her temple. “How about we get some food in you and we’ll talk more about this when we get home?” Merrow said, sitting up and reaching for the picnic basket. “I don’t think I can eat.” Lola grimaced. She wasn’t h

“Do they no’ realize the state they’d be in without the help of the fae?” “I thought you were a leprechaun,” I said curiously. “That I am, lass,” Lorcan said with a chuckle. “Did ya learn nothin’ from no one about the fae world?” “Fae is a term used for all of the magical supernaturals,” Jason offered. “That incudes fairies -of which a leprechaun is one type- elves, fauns, brownies, dwarfs, leprechauns, bogies, banshees, succubus, sirens, etc. They help keep humans safe, for the most part.”

Their life is going to be much longer because of me. Today in history class I learned that before the war the fae ruled everybody. Because they are the most powerful supernaturals in existence, even more powerful than the dragons, people revered them. And the fae made sure there was peace. Until suddenly, the other supernaturals got power hungry and convinced others that the fae are dangerous. The whole world turned on them and they simply weren’t prepared.

The Eighth had fled like a coward, not to be seen or heard of for a thousand years. Together, the seven female Ancients embarked on a grand endeavor to build and shape their new Realm. They unanimously embraced the name Elphame, signifying the essence of their collective vision. With meticulous care, they molded the lands into breathtaking vistas, lush and fertile, and commanded the wild seas teeming with formidable beasts, creating a sanctuary where the creatures of their imagination could flourish. Thus began the era of Fae Kind. These beings were swift and nimble, exuding an aura of strength and grace. A select few among them were bestowed with extraordinary powers, gifts granted at the d

Aria asked him, seeing the sour look on his face. "Why do they all look so normal?" Frank chuckled. "Were you expecting winged people and others with horns and tails?" Kahlia shrugged, looking a little ashamed to still be going on about it. "This town is a cross-over town, a place close to a crossing to the human realm. The further in you go the more secular and true to their various forms different species of Fae become." Frank smiled whimsically. "You know, the word Fae isn't one that really existed as meaning all different species, not until it was coined a term in this modern age, actually by humans, would you believe? It used to be the old french name for fairies, deriving from fata for

“I already spoke to Clint about the South, and based on the information that he had recently gathered, the mountains there are treacherous than before. No one dares to enter it, even the witches.” “Then how do we get to communicate with them?” We could all hear the frustration and impatience in her voice, but I knew it was because of what Ella had told her. “I will need to gather more information before setting foot on that land.” It was Clint who spoke. “Faes may seem to be powerless, but in all honesty, they are the most powerful species on this planet. They won’t do anything to you unless you hurt one of their own. If you want to know more about them, you should start by reading the secre

Hearing the light pattering of feet, I glanced down to see Samson strutting toward me. “You like the forest?” He asked me and I nodded. “Eros owns the land and the unseelie fae have a mound within it so you must only enter it with him and never by yourself,” he said firmly. “Unseelie?” Tilting his head at me, Samson blinked his bright yellow eyes and said,” You're Seelie, part light fae, and the ones in there are Unseelie or the dark fae. Your mother's mound is there as well, but the Seelie Fae only remains close to the Unseelie Fae to keep the balance. I don't know where her mound is because they hide well."

“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.”