Unseelie Fae Novels & Stories

Morrigan can still remember how excited she was and her younger sister, Mary, when her father and mother broke the news of them having another sibling, but little did her family know that months later they would be betrayed and brutally murdered by her uncle and some of the ministers who wanted to usurp the throne. Morrigan’s hands curled into fists as she remembered how powerless she was standing in front of the tomb of her family. How she wanted to avenge them but she was only thirteen years old and had no right to assume power not until she was of the right age. Her hands subconsciously reached the dagger she always had beside her. Her fingertips caressed its encrusted emblems, a raven th

Blaze shook his head. "No, they are not humans. They belong to an almost extinct race now. Only a few of them are alive. They are called drifters. They are a part of the Fae race, but more refined and powerful than an average fae. All of them have the common power of drifting. They can shift from one place to another within seconds. And they can even shift from one world to another without any trouble. The fae doesn't have this ability. They cannot shift between worlds, even if they can shift from one place to another" Blaze explained. Bella gaped at him with shock. She always thought Graham and Grace are humans. But she never suspected that they might not. But after listening to Blaze, she

Thuldruil’s voice cut through his thoughts and he grinned down at his brother who stood by his horse. “Thuldruil, you have no faith in me. I will be on my utmost best behaviour. When father isn’t watching.” Torin chuckled as he watched his brother rub his temples. “I mean it. We have lost six Fae in the last three months. They were on patrol and then they were gone. We need to know if the wolves are taking them. If they are, we need to find out why. They believe we are going in part because of the boundary dispute, as well as his formal introduction to his Heir. Perhaps you could try to get close to her. See what she knows. Just don’t do anything stupid.” Thuldruil explained under his breath

Adria pov Forgive me Nyx, I say in my mind as I open my arms, and blinding light spreads across the landscape disintegrating all the dark energy. All the unseelie fell to the ground including the king, I'd brightened their darkness with my surge of light. The seelie fae were unaffected by the light, they consisted of it. "What the fuck was that female," Axis growls, eyeing me, sitting next to a prone Keran.

Royal Blood will run through her veins, and she will unite all three of her factions. The Elders were angered by Danu's punishment, so they sought out a powerful witch. They found one in the Americas who wanted to bring the destruction of the faerie species. The two parties agreed that the witch would exterminate every faerie except for the Elders. The witch would get her revenge on her sister, who outcasted her. The witch-Cleo conjured a spell that would search for royal blood among the kidnapped Gabriel Island residents. A child would be conceived soon after the lost spell had taken effect, and the child would rise to be the greatest king among all faeries- or so Cleo told the Elders. Cleo

That her lovers would protect her the best way that they could. “So if Erik is the Unseelie, then who is the queen? Does that make him like a bad guy?” She asked, wishing that she had gotten the chance to look up what these terms meant instead of walking blindly into this conversation. “Sort of,” 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.”

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.”

He scared the crap out of me and he was my friend. But instead of insisting he be allowed entry, he said, "If any harm befalls Sydlynn Hayle while she is in your care, I will call up the power of my ancestors and I will drag all of you to the halls of the Unseelie for an eternity of torment." He was pulling out the big threats. The Unseelie were the more chaotic side of the Sidhe, less mischievous and more murderous from what I understood, but I had no idea if Galleytrot was bluffing or not.

I stare at myself in the mirror and remind myself that I need to be better, stronger, faster. “You know how far away Summer Hill is?” Aunt Jo asks me as she ties the laces on her sneakers. “I do.” It’s going to take us hours to get there. But I needed to run. I need to think about what I want to say to him. Which is why I ask what deity witches pray to. “Hecate. Ora. Witches pray to the goddess Hecate. Wolves pray to the goddess Selene. It is said that Hecate and Selene are friends.” The thought of that comforted me. My aunts may be together in the afterlife if their goddesses are friendly.

She released herself from her mother's arm after a while and faced the fairies. "Fairies! We've wronged these wolves, for they are a part of Greiner, but however, their home was taken from them by our people" she waved her hands in the wolves direction and continued "it is the Great fairy mother's wish that they returned to their home and may we all leave peaceful again." Both fairies and werewolves nodded their heads in agreement. Conri then stepped towards Nuala and said to her; "Thank you, Nuala, For keeping your promise" Conri blinked and she threw her arms around Conri kissing him ardently on the lips. Conri returned the kiss slightly sliding his arms around her waist. They released eac