Warrior Fae Novels & Stories

to train with the best and those who pass all of the tests in six months will become an official warrior that patrols and guards our pack village and city which is surrounded by the forest boarders, the deep forest is widely known for its unmerciful rogues that like to attempt to capture and kill pack wolves. If we pass, we also have the chance to take on extensive training and move up to be Palace guards, which is an honorable and very respected position, they guard the Alpha and Luna, their daughter Florence and future Alpha Layton which was my best friend Dakota’s dream, mine was just to be a skilled warrior like my dad. I've been waiting for this moment ever since I was little when I fir

“What they don’t tell you, however, is the boy who would be called King Arthur was part fae. Fae-touched is what we call this hybrid offspring, born partly of Avalon, and partly of Earth. Often they get mislabeled as psychics, witches, magicians, empaths--but the reason they can see and do so much is because they can see into the Realm of Spirit, the world of Faerie. Pulling Excalibur, a magical sword, was not accidental, but his true legacy as a child of the Fae. His Round Table was real, but it was not a gathering place for simple knights--they were all powerful paladins, warrior mages loyal to their king, the land, and the triple-faced goddess.” “But I thought they were Christian,” Arthur

Someone sang off-key near the barrels. I wove through the crowd, looking for Harrison. Instead, I caught scraps of conversation from a group of warriors. "—took down three rogues before the rest of us even shifted." "The new strongest female warrior. I'm telling you, she's something else." I slowed my steps. The strongest female warrior had always been Valeria — Alpha of the Crimson Fang Pack. They called her The Selene-Blade. People said the Moon Goddess herself had blessed her, and she fought in a terrifying mask — all you could see were her red eyes, glowing. No one had ever beaten her.

Many were covered in dark tattoos that spiraled down their shoulders and crawled up the sides of their faces. Among those fae warriors with onyx hair, there were at least a dozen with platinum hair and eyes the color of fresh water. All at once, the fae warriors pull their swords from their backs. Hundreds of breaths are held, eyes set upon the spectacle with both fear and interest. Those with some sense backed away, eyes wide and hands shaking. One fae man, braver or more stupid than the rest, stepped forwards. His hair was the color of wheat, pale and washed out. He was nearly half the size of these warriors, but I could see the sapphire threads of water magic that pulsed around him.

A deranged faerie? “Oh, sorry. Don’t mind me. I’ve mistaken you for someone I know. I’m Enkille, by the way. I will look after you during your stay here.” She grabbed his arms and looked up at him, “I’ll tour you around.” He did not protest when the faerie used the Vanire. They emerged outside the temple. She started explaining every corner around them. Eleand just quietly listened. They were on the rear part of the temple; faerie warriors were training using ice magic. They were the Dimrae—the Winter Army. They didn’t have wings, but their magic was strong.

“What a surprise. Let me guess. You have more questions about Aria Sunsong to pester me with?” “Yes, I do, but only one.” “Go on then, ask away,” Kainn drawled. My magic lashed out and grabbed him before he could defend himself. His eyes widened, and he immediately started to fight me for control. My dark magic warred with his dragon power. The Dramondred were of an ancient fae bloodline, hailing from dragons. He was a very powerful man, who had withdrawn from the war, channeling his inner dragon and preferring to be selfish, and play in the human world. My darkness seeped into him, as I stood slowly, and rounded the desk.

He held nothing back. The tale took two hours to share, Renny getting up at one point and making a pot of coffee. Catherine asked plenty of questions, the three of them sharing tears at some points and laughter at others. The gnomes grew excited and told their parts in Renny's fight with the Dark Prince and Aradhon, which of course, led to talking about Renny being the Warrior's Blade. Even Kree spoke up at one point as they explained to Catherine the various races of the faerie realm and how not everything was as it appeared. They probably gave his mother more than she needed to know, but Rhychard knew what it was like to only have part of the information. He floundered enough when he first

To Sara, the only slight difference from these set of people and the vampires was the way they carry their self with pride while the vampires were seen and known for arrogance. "That's Aldophus Pack. Silver Crescent Moon Pack," Artemis said when she saw how intrigued Sara was. Then Sara noticed a female among them. She brushed the idea of the girl away and waited for the next set of people. Then another set came in. This time Sara saw Xavier among them and she immediately knew who they were. It was the witches and wizards. Her hope of seeing Alexander rised a little but he never came. Then came the Faeries. The most powerful creature in the mythical world. Sara wasn't only mesmerized by thei

King Aeginar raised his eyebrow as he looked at Ember, “She is but a girl. I do not think she is ready for such a task. We don’t know who or what is taking our people. I don’t know if I trust this young pup with their future.” “I don’t care much fer yer attitude. She’s a smart lass and she’s right, she’s one of our top warriors and an excellent tracker. Does yer boy know much of the world beyond yer Fae realm?” He shot back, the king huffed and snarled into his drink but didn’t say another word on the matter. David filled Ember and Torin in on what they knew of the missing Fae and wolves. The Fae had been guards set to guard the portal entrance. The wolves have been the ones that would go to

Again, Kai goes around celebrating as his men cheered him up. She looked at me and I raised the number two as she nodded, she proceeded in changing her eye color and her hands were replaced with claws. "Why do you keep counting whenever she is injured?" Xylah asked. "We made a bargain, if she is to receive another injury, am ending the game and declaring Kai the winner," I answered. "Why don't you let her go through it to the end," Bryce asked. "Well she is my queen, in case you haven't forgotten," I reminded.