Wicca Fae Novels & Stories

Their scents filled the air: iron, pine, loyalty, grief, hope. Witches came next, cloaked in sigils and threads of living magic. Some bowed deeply. Others merely inclined their heads, wary but respectful. They could feel it… the change in the current of power, the way the world no longer pulled unevenly at their craft. The fae lingered at the edges, luminous and unsettling. Their eyes glowed like foxfire, wings whispering against the night air. They smiled in that way that was never entirely kind, but they came. That alone spoke volumes.

Mortal. Witches-humans with elemental magic. Generally are very involved with nature, and each is assigned an element-water, earth, fire, air, or spirit. Using their element in their magic will amplify the power of their spells, and use less energy. Spirit witches are the strongest. However, there are very few of them. Hecate only assigns the spiritual element to witches who are worthy. Witches can be lone or have a coven, there is no ultimate leader or King/Queen amongst them. Mortal. Fae-humans with magic. They have the ability to learn any kind of magic, shapeshift, and fly using their wings. Their wings can be retracted and are not out all the time. All Fae answer to one leader, called a

“Soon, our Intermediary came to fetch us; he told us we were all needed to put out the fire which was getting out of control.” When Roark mentions the Intermediary, there are some growls and thumping of feet. The Intermediaries are the lower magical beings–witches and wizards who have extremely limited magical abilities. Werewolves are not allowed to interact directly with the higher witches and wizards, such as the Venusian Witches. We are only allowed to talk to the Intermediaries, who then convey our requests to their higher-ups. And that’s why the fact that I’m sheltering Princess Avalea is so enormously dangerous. I’m breaking the most rigid rule, just like Connor did. But Connor didn’t

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.”

Her wings flattered too fast for the naked eye to see. “Ahh, Alaric, my old friend, I was wondering when you would get here. I am sorry it has taken me so long, but you know how we Fae are.” Her voice sung. The Fae’s voice sounded magical, like someone was singing the most enchanting song you had ever heard. This was how they drew you in, hypnotising you. The Fae are dangerous creatures. Let's just say that vampires are not the only creatures that survive on blood.

You are meaningless to us. I explained, "My mate and I have already secured alliances with the Fairies, and the Centaurs. We just started this yesterday. Not only that, but with us uniting, you may find that more of your Fae will find their true mates." Cedric asked, "How do you know about our true mate bond?" I shrugged, "It's no secret that werewolves were once Fae. We still have small amounts of magic. But we were sent to the Earth realm to watch over and protect the humans, with the other were species." Magus smiled, "She has certainly done her research." I continued, "I have always wanted to work with the Fae and the Fairies. I have been training since I was old enough to stand. My moth

“Fey?” I’d never heard of such things. What does that mean? He chuckled harshly. “I’m not the only of my kind, Saria. There are others like me. Though not as powerful. Because I learned to shuck my skin and feed on the magic of others who carry similar blood.” “What is a fey?” “A creature constructed of magic, land, and blood. Powerful.” That sounded to me like I’d have described a witch. “I don’t understand why you ‘feed’...?” I swallowed. Finding the word uncomfortable to say.

"That is the sum total of my knowledge." Scarlet nodded. "Fae are an ancient race that-if their claims to relation to Chaos and Aether are true-have evolved well beyond the human race. They have inherent magic or powers. Many are tied to natural elements. Earth, wind, fire, water, spirit. Out of this general classification, there are too many to name for specifics. Categories and classes of Fae are better discussed with Arasne." Scarlet looked at me as if trying to see if I'd understood her.

"Sometimes they come as dreams or as flashes. But I saw you... bleeding, screaming, calling for help. I saw your face... but not your name." Sara swallowed hard. “Then… who am I?” “I don’t know that either,” Fae replied sadly. Kyle let out a slow, impatient breath. “Enough riddles. Tell me what you know about the witch” Fae turned her eyes back to him and gave a light laugh. “She is no witch, Alpha. Not the kind you think.” His stare became colder, unreadable, but he said nothing. “She’s a young woman,” Fae continued. “One whose memories have been sealed… through blood magic.”

"Ignore the Wendigos and Fae that will be coming on to your territory. They're just here to take care of me." I just gave her a nod, and Ari, Eric, and the woman who was my mate and I headed towards my home. Half an hour later we had reached my mailbox and Ari and Eric went door to Ari's house. I looked at my mate and she was staring at a group of women I had slept with in the past. "Ignore them." I told her. "Not with what they said about Emiko." She growled, looking at me. "Emiko is?" "The female Wendigo. The Fae Queen." She said, crossing her arms. "They call her a slut."