The Fae Princes Novels & Stories

I'm guessing the remaining four are the ones I'm supposed to meet. As he neared, I noticed another figure joining the group. It was Nate. I saw him bowing in respect at the two Kings and Queens. Ren brought us to a stop when Queen Elizabeth noticed us. Her face brightened at our sight. "There she is." She said. Her voice laced with pride as she ushered us to the group. She grabbed my hand and brought me in front of the strangers. Ren stood beside me as the Queen started the introduction. From the Kingdom of Fae is King Simon Clevelan. He's a middle aged man with silver hair and green eyes. Although his eyes and face looked young, the light wrinkles on his forehead doesn't lie. I was then int

I pulled up to the Palace after following the GPS and it amazed me how advanced their realm was compared to us, the streets were clean and everything ran smoothly here. I had read the file on the Royal Family of Faeora, they were old money, the Kings were twins, and the Kingdom was run separately according to how the brothers led they respected departments, but yet still together, they made it work. I knew they are other species I had not read about yet but expanding my knowledge is what I had planned to do. Honestly, Ravena was fascinating and because I was a hunter, I could smell like any one of them and they wouldn't notice unless they got pretty close, my human traits may shine through.

She choked on her cereal when Carrie mentioned that Lucian was the only demon. Carrie continued, explaining about kingdoms and princes. "Each genus has an overall leader called a prince or princess, and a special area within the school grounds called their kingdom. Sloan Carson is the princess of the witch kingdom." She mentioned the four princes: Torvin Greywood, the werewolf prince; Adrian Quill, the mage prince; Vyr Machiavelli, the vampire prince; and Lucian Umbra, the demon prince. Zeda couldn't help but chuckle at Carrie's dreamy expression as she called them "hot." "Did you need to add 'hot' while naming the princes?"

Aunt Isolde shrugged and despite my tears, I had the urge to laugh. "Now, that annoying one over there," She pointed at the ginger-haired man. "He is Kael, an important official of the Seelie Court." "It's my pleasure to finally meet you, Princess Faelina," Kael looked pleased and bowed. I nodded slightly, unsure of what to say. The title 'Princess' still feels weird and why do they call me Faelina? Is that some kind of title for the Fae princesses? It does sound like it.

Next came Velarissa, Vampire Princess of Duskmoore. Draped in shadowy velvet, she moved like silk over water. Her pale skin shimmered under a black lace veil, and villagers instinctively stepped back as her red-eyed guards flanked her on either side. Her carriage was obsidian and silent, shaped like a gothic cathedral with moonlight caught in the glass. “She drinks blood,” a boy whispered. “She drinks attention,” his sister replied. The ground trembled slightly as Nymira, Fae Princess of Thistlevale, appeared in a swirl of fluttering leaves and flower petals. Her gown looked grown rather than sewn, woven from blooming vines and crystals of morning dew.

Well, no heir does mean any of us are as entitled to the crown as the four princes. Hopefully, the Oracle’s decree is something different. I weary of the Lycans ruling us. They say Lord Fionn has been pulling ranks. He’s powerful enough to seize the throne. The Fae haven’t ruled in thousands of years. It’s about time the Goddess stopped picking favorites. Did you hear? The princelings brought home a human girl. I wonder what the Alpha Lord might think of that. Today is sure to be dramatic as hell. I bet one of the four killed Dain. Or could be one of the many women in his harem. I wonder if Riordan might inherit his father’s harem. Or whichever of the princes who gets lucky enough to be crow

The werewolf princess inhaled sharply, “They exist?” “Of course. From Fairies comes Fae. Fae’s control elements, Fairies, are beings of magic. They bring life to our castle.” Sunitra explained. “These fairies are not exactly people. Their real form is magic; they take this humanoid form for fun and to make interactions clearer…which is useless because only fae people can understand fairies, regardless of which form they choose.” “Oh, they don't speak?” Odessa asked. “Nope. Just gestures.”

Spirits. Fae. All manner of fantastical creatures were present. This confused the 68th prince. As the 68th prince got deeper into the castle, the creatures that were making way for him were becoming lesser and lesser. Instead of lesser demons, more powerful ones started to appear. Eventually, the creatures present no longer made a path for him. Looking around him, the 68th prince understood why. The 68th prince sees his master a bit farther in the crowd. It meant that his current spot was rightful for him. Around him, the 68th prince saw other familiar creatures. There are other demon princes with him in addition to gods of the lower and lesser-known pantheons.

This was known as the holy war. The seven children played a great part in bringing despair to not only mankind but the heavens. From heaven's greatest angel they fell to the position of the seven princes of hell. However, with their power combined they still could not kill a god. After their defeat, Freya was eternally sealed to a holy cube. Even after all this, he still could not bring himself to kill her.

Luke said with a deep thick voice and growled. Prince Roy Havert was the Lycan prince of the Blackpool Pack. The Blackpool Pack ruled over all other packs. Prince Roy was only coming for an important ceremony that has always taken place on every full moon. Roy seemed to be the cold type of guy because of his cool face but yet unpredictable and dangerous.