The Faerie Guardian Novels & Stories

Afterward, I listen to her telling me all about the joys and pains of pregnancy and how hard it was for her and Morrigan, her wolf, to finally decide to reject Rich and now to break the Guardian bond. It’s early in the morning before we finally fall asleep. We wake up late and quickly get ready to grab some food and begin another day of pouring over books, trying to figure out how to break her Guardian bond. We’ve just gotten to the hallway when I smell them. A large group of sprites are flying toward us. We begin to run toward them and as we get closer, I hear them screaming. “Faeries! The Faeries are attacking!” “Find a place to hide.” I tell them, as we rush out to the front of the castle

“Mom said that already. But what is a protector? And why do I need one?” “A protector is exactly what it sounds like,” Myles explained. “They protect you—keep you safe, detect any threats or danger. They can feel your emotions so they know when you need them, and they are incredibly resistant to almost all forms of magic—even magical mind control and magical weapons.” I nodded again, remembering how Drew had absorbed my uncontrolled magical outburst earlier that had forced those giant golden wings to appear out of my back. “And why—” “Because you’re the Fae princess. The heir to the fairy throne. All the Fae heirs have always had protectors. It’s part of the fairy magic,” a deep, authoritati

To hear that the Fae Guardian had been awoken from her slumber, Natalia assumed the worst. In her past life, The Fairy Mother was contracted to the saintess. Now that the Fairy Mother already had a contract, the saintess would be left with none other than the Fae Guardian. The two combined might create a greater catastrophe than the war that ravaged the kingdom and the Empire in her past life. "Can you tell who the Fae Guardian is contracted to?" {Unfortunately, I cannot. The connection between I and the Fae has been severed for centuries. It's the same for Leilin. She cannot tell who I'm contracted to. The most I can do is sense her presence when she's nearby}

“Without your title or the Supernatural Council’s backup, entering faerie territory will be dangerous.” “All right.” I sat up a little straighter. His fingertips grazed my bicep. “We need to arm ourselves.” “Did you ever do any research on what hurts faeries?” I asked. He nodded. “There are too many different species out there, but most of them are either susceptible to iron or salt.” “Which are easy to detect.” I folded my arms across my chest. “If some common item made me weak, I’d commission the wards to strip those dangerous items so they never enter Aether.”

A while passed before he spoke up again. “Do you have a favorite toy, doll?” I blushed when I realized that he wasn’t asking me for just any type of toy, but for one from my hidden storage.“I-” I opened my mouth to try to say something, but something clogged my throat, and no words left me.“I think you are a wand girl, aren’t you?”A familiar material touched my belly and continued going downwards.“I bet you like to feel the magic.” He clicked some buttons and the device started buzzing, coming to life.I gasped at the sensation. He was holding it just above my clit, enough to feel the vibrations, but not enough for me to actually enjoy them. I tried to wiggle my way, but the more I wiggled, t

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.

I acted cautiously because this strange woman in front of me knew my name. “I am the guardian and creator of the fairy forest. My name is Angel.” The woman smiled as she lifted her dress slightly. The flower wand in her hand shone every time she walked. “H-hello.” I bowed politely while flashing a formal smile. “Are you a Goddess, the leader of the fairies?” The crown made of flowers moved as she nodded her head. “That's right, Grace. I am the one who created the fairies in this world. You are the one in my care.”

Didn't they study about it? "Fairy is something like a beautiful lady that doesn't belong to this world. They have power and a beautiful face. They are not like us and they mostly live in the forest because they are the guardian of the forest. They took people and bring them to their kingdom once they took a liking to that person. Their beautiful appearance attracts many people, especially men," I explained to him and I feels like I am just explaining to a five-year-old child. "Ah, is that so?" Clauros said with a laugh. "There is nothing like that in this world. I don't know where you picked up that word. Even your explanation is very convincing."

"Mad? Yes I was mad at you at first but now i'm very glad, you know when Rodolfo told me about a new fairy to be reborn years ago I doubted it and didn't believe him, who new she would land right into my kingdom? You've just solved half of the problems glitz land has! With the help of a fairy the twin heavenly twin swords can be re discourvered and the immortal realm can be re opened!" The kings said in excitement. "And why are you so quick to conclude that she is indeed a fairy?" Gagé asked his father with uneasyness. "It is clearly written in the book of records, Inly a fairy has the ability to have purple coloured hair, and other magical powers, so i'm sure we are not wrong now are we?"

That felt like a dagger piercing my heart repeatedly. Actually, I am a guardian to a mafia king, Romano Starvo. We called him Lord Romano, but not me. I called him father. He found me on the lying road almost lifeless when I was ten and kept me under his roof. In return, I served him. I became his right hand, and he was the only person who knew my real identity.