Wicca Fae Novels & Stories

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

Felicity says, “but this is way beyond your pay grade. You don’t have the ability to heal a wolf.” Felicity is right. Fae are nature spirits. They can raise crops from the dead, grow forests, keep nature alive and thriving, ease someone's suffering, guide them into the next life, but they can’t heal wolves. “I could have alleviated her pain,” Oberon says stubbornly, and runs his delicate hands through his long, blonde hair. “I have done it before.” “If that were an option, the witch would have suggested it,” I say. "I think it has to be done this way."

It didn’t take long before she was screaming out my name and clawing at my back after I sucked on her neck. Naturally our departure was somewhat delayed, we had been on route for an hour or more and would be arriving shortly at the fae territory. Unlike witches and werewolves fae are significantly gentler as a species they do possess magic but its elemental they use it for environmental reasons unlike witches which is for power and control. Fae can of course use their powers for defense purposes, hurricanes or tsunamis, earthquakes are at their disposal but to draw that kind of power they only do it for the greater good as the fae that create such a weather disaster normally die. Their delic

the witch nods, "but this war is a show of wills. I want to show you all I can, make you all fall. Wolves, dragons, vampires, faes." "Faes are a peaceful kind. They never hold arms." "That's where you are wrong," the witch challenges, "The faes hold unknown magic. That alone should be alarming." "Why?" "I'm searching for a power that is far greater." "The ancient power of the wolves is not yours." "It's not yours either." She rises. The witch whispers and slowly makes her way to me. My body shifts from her dark energy. I'm on my knees before she grabs the sides of my temples. My eyes roll back before a gush of wind swirls in my vision. I gasp for air before I'm sucked in.

A pair of iridescent wings fluttered gracefully, revealing the presence of a fairy—a being seldom encountered in the realms of werewolves and vampires. Hera and I exchanged intrigued glances, captivated by the fairy's radiant presence. The creature's eyes sparkled with an otherworldly wisdom, and a voice, gentle as a breeze, spoke, "Alpha Davien, Princess Hera, you carry the energies of the Heartwood within you." Surprised, I responded, "Who are you, and how do you know of our journey to the Heartwood?" The fairy inclined its head, a gesture of acknowledgment. "I am Faelan, a guardian of the ancient magic that resides within these woods. The Heartwood's whispers echo through the realms, and

Who, in their right mind, was that insane to do something like that? “A fae named Thaddeus.” The witch replied, and I frowned. It didn’t make sense; faes were benevolent and kind beings that stood for only the good of the world. How would one do something that atrocious? “But I thought faes were good. Why would one do something like that?” Arielle asked her.

Something to do with life and portals. She hadn’t really paid that much attention to her first lesson. It was honestly rather overwhelming to find out that she was some kind of witch (though that term was considered insulting) or fae (slightly less insulting, but still not wildly accepted). That there was a whole group of women, world wide, who carried some kind of gift that allowed them to bend nature to their will.

“Witches do not have such a limit. Neither do faes! But your magic is limited! Why is that so?” “It is not limited,” Lavi reveals. “It is too powerful and even more dangerous than witches’ powers. Which is why my magic has been limited to a quota.” Anna is now even more curious. Witches are humans who acquire their abilities from the Moon Goddess and are believed to cast the most powerful spells, but they are mortals so they do not live very long. Faes are immortal but their magic is not as powerful as witches nor permanent. They need to keep on casting a spell to make sure the effect remains.

"The King has a powerful witch as a prisoner. She can either see the future or knows some magic to sense things. She says that she can speak to the Fae and they guide her for their coming into their rightful place. It is believed that the Fae had the power to create and had even created Vampires long ago. Their power is ultimate and unlimited, but banished outside our world. This witch prophesied Elena's son to be the true king of all and the bringer of the Fae. I don't know much more than that about the witch. The Fae on the other hand, they left many relics with somewhat of instructions behind. Most of these artifacts speak of their first creations, an abomination of a species that sought

The cousins resembled a lot to their fathers. After a few minutes, Zanti arrived. He was with another three faeries. One of them looked familiar. Then recognized her as the faerie entertainer in Argia. Zanti brought the Wicilicians! They were the distinct faeries who could easily bring destructions using their voice, just by singing one high note along with incantations. “We are here to help our king to rescue Her Majesty.” said the one in the middle. The three arched down their heads. Airoh gave them a slight nod and smile.