The Fae Queen's Captive Novels & Stories

“Sven owning a slave? How quaint. And here I thought the mighty Alpha King didn't partake in such barbaric practice, or wasn't that what you said after the conquest of Eris wall?” “I was a child. Besides, what happened to those three thousand Fae you took as prisoner of war during the fall?” “Rotting underground,” Lady Gwendolyn replies. “Fae blood is one of the sweetest out there. Give that Fae to us, Sven. We'll double the price if we have to. Sell or we won't leave.”

His pale skin and blood-red eyes are a contrast to his black hair loosely held together by a ribbon as it flows down his right shoulder. The Fae Queen, Cresselia, is slowly petting a small cat in her arms, a cat that I note has fairy wings on its back. Her long, silver hair cascades around her, her pale green eyes seeming both in and out of focus as she keeps a soft, demure smile on her face. Her gown is long and flowy, and I envy how elegant she looks in such thin fabric. “We are only waiting for King Ronald Windsor of the Human Country and Prime Minister Caroline Holt of Russia.” My father says, leaning back in his seat and sipping on his glass of lemonade.

I smelt the people in the room before I heard them speak and I decided to keep my head down to avoid unwanted eye contact. "My Queen, we found her in the woods right after that light apparition," Sith reported. I frowned at this information. No one told me that there had been a light apparition. What was that even suppose to mean? "Is that so?" A woman's voice demanded. There was authority and power in her voice. I just knew that she had to be the Queen. Yet I did not try to lift my head and gaze upon her. "Child, I am Nineveh, Queen of the Fae people. Show me your face so that I might identify you," she stated.

Yet here she was, barely clinging to life. “How did you get here?” I asked. Her gaze flickered, her expression twisted with something between exhaustion and pain. “The Queen… she… she took us.” “Took you?” Elias asked. “For what?” The fae shuddered, a tremor running through her frail body. “Slaves,” she rasped. Experiments. We are nothing but resources to her.” Anger stirred in my gut. I had seen the Queen’s cruelty, but this… Elias crossed his arms, glancing toward the ruined buildings. “Is that what happened here? Did she take the people?”

When she looked at me like I was more than the monster they all feared? Was it a game to her? A door slammed open. I didn't move, but my eyes snapped to the source. One of my warriors stumbled in, out of breath, his hand over his chest like he’d run the whole way. “My Lord,” he panted. I didn’t speak. Just waited. He bowed his head quickly. “We found her. The woman from that night.” My heart stopped for a beat. He swallowed. “She’s from the Moonbane pack.”

"The Fae are hiding us." She looked around confused. "How..." "They hide us from the humans. as far as hunters and humans can see, this whole Royal Kingdom looks like the Scottish mountains in the Cairngorms," I explained. "Fae magic is amazing." We continued to walk when I saw Alpha Grant of the England pack climb out of his car. I groaned when I saw he had brought his sister. Thank Fuck I had found my mate. That gold digger was the bain of my life. All she wanted was an Alpha to mate her and keep her they way her idiot father had raised her. She was spoilt. I watched as Grant looked up towards the room my sister was in and frown at it before he shook his head and approached the King and Qu

I knew she wanted to stay with me, but I couldn't risk her remaining behind after magical binds nearly killed her. "Leia!" Jennifer gasped as I pushed her into the vortex, sending her back to the safety of the Black Moon pack Manor. I closed the vortex and took a few deep breaths, calming myself before opening a new vortex to the Witch Queen's castle. I found myself on the castle's roof, disabling the watch guard securities and looking down at the captive rebels, chained and on display for the higher-ups. They were all there to bear witness, and Queen Heather, dressed in a royal gown, walked towards the center.

He said evasively. "There was a prophesy about six hundred years ago which implied faeries will help rule the world. All the power hungry werewolves and vampires captured faeries, forcing them to turn them into the king or a queen." Rhazien said softly. "Most of them escaped to a different dimension we know nothing about, but still, many were slaughtered, the ones who survived are either underground or under protection of vampire kingdom or a werewolf pack. But I doubt they are even alive It is... dangerous to be a faye." And then Leikos and Darius wanted my heart to become immortal.

Keiran said picking the Fae Queen up by her hair, dragging her towards his warriors, and threw her in front of them. “Release them now or you will die here, do you want your grandson to see your cold dead body lying here.” Keiran, said in her ear. “I will never help you or your men, you might as well do us both a favor and kill me now.” The Fae Queen said, knowing that she may die, and she was ok with that. She had lived a long full life, Lucky and Charms deserve to have a chance to live a full life as well. So, The Dark Fae King can do whatever he wanted to do to her. But she refused to hand over Lucky and Charms to him. “Well suit yourself.” Keiran said, raising his wand prepared to put a

“You trust us?” Emma looked at him. “I don't know.” The twins looked at each other. Emma rubbed her face. “There’s another Fae Queen. I thought she died in the battle but she's alive and building an army. She wants me, my child and the whole of the cinder dead.” The twins didn’t speak at first. Then Kale said, “We don't know much about the Fae Queen but she's really powerful.” Emma looked at him. “I believe it now.”