Wicca Fae Novels & Stories

I stared at Fennrick in silence. Seriously… how full of himself was he? However, I couldn’t deny my racing heartbeat. At this point I was convinced Fennrick had hit me with some kind of fae glamour spell. Because I was, unfortunately, just a little obsessed with him. I follow a ridiculous number of hot guy influencers, but none of them—and I mean none of them—looked like this fox fae. Fennrick’s physique walked that razor‑thin line between sensual and elegant. It was a feast for my eyes.

“A Fae-blessed Covenant is a balance, a complement to a fae’s nature. Lucas is driven to protect you, to ensure you’re fulfilled, whole. There’s a pull, a craving, that binds you both, but it’s not like a wolf’s fated mate bond. It grows over time. He’ll start to feel your emotions, sense your needs. And he’s a shield—immune to supernatural manipulation. No fae glamour, vampire compulsion, or witch’s spell can touch his mind.” My breath catches, memories of my fae magic spiking flooding back. “During the fae mating season,” I say slowly, “when I release excess magic...?” Siriadne nods. “Exactly. A fae can withstand that release, channel it, but it’s dangerous for others”

Outside, someone hits the ground. Maybe multiple someones. The Fae whispers: “Goddess save us… someone bound a royal…” My heart stops. “What?” “The hex,” she says breathlessly. “It was meant to hide her. Mask her. Suppress her until adulthood.” Rhea’s claws tear into my arms—completely unconscious. The Fae continues, voice trembling now. “This isn’t witchcraft. It’s not wolf-binding. It’s not drakon-silencing. This is—”

He said bitterly. “I can help with this, if It's possible. Felicia is a fae, she might not trace Allison’s whereabouts until Allison doesn't send any hint about her location from her end. But again she is among the people who might control her Powers but My powers might help if you could provide her any belonging to me. Let's try this!” Phoebe, the witch and Luna of the Silver moon pack offered. “Not only Allison, it would be good if we try to hunt down the Witch Thana and Kier.” Ashina muttered. Lyceon looked at his sister, thinking about it.

“The Fae realm?!” Adrian asked, his voice rising and Freya frowned. “Yes. Why?” He started to pace. “It’s just.. the Fae are an entire entity on their own and no one would voluntarily be entangled with them. Those creatures are full of deceit, they are notorious for luring people into binding deals that practically sell your soul to them. I don’t want you to have anything to do with them.” Freya folded her arms. “Well it’s not like I have a choice.” She snapped, her voice getting testy.

Shocked to her core, Amelia turned to look at Vargauz. There were goose bumps on her skin. “Vargauz— I— I don’t know how that happened! I was only protecting myself, and the villagers.” She shook her head in denial of what occurred a few seconds before. “This man— this fae—” she pointed at the ashes. “He wanted to— to—” her voice cracked and she broke into a fit of loud cries. “Where were you?”

However, others were regarded as just mere subordinates Wiiccan and they will never evn dare compare themselves to the original. Wiccan were comprised mostly by female disciples and the only time they will allow an pposote sex to enter their circle was when they needed a slave, or worst a sacrifice. They often reside deep in the forest but at some point in time, wicans were alos found workshipping their goddess at the Kingdom of Corona. The lat princess Cercei was even a regular to their temple. It is revealed that they channel their power through four items which symbolize hecate herself. The items being a dagger, rope, key and torch.

“Reapers are a nonviolent immortal being, unless you get in their way. They are the ones who take you to the after life once you die. It is very rare to see one unless you are dead so no one here has ever seen one. They are the guardians of souls. It’s been heard that those who try to get in the way of their job will also see an untimely fate.” “You are a Fae, duh. The Fae live in New Zealand and Africa so I’m not sure how your mother got here. From what we know which isn’t a whole lot as they keep to themselves is, some have wings which are butterfly or moth-like. Some have horns, like yours but can look like any sort of creature's horn and some have hoof-like feet. But they all have your p

They started the next morning. I watched from a distance. I did not trust myself to be closer. The bond was screaming warnings but Lena had made her choice and I had to respect that even if I hated it. Kieran took her to the center of the ruins. The place where the artifact had been. Where reality was still slightly bent from everything that had happened there. "Witch magic is about intention and will," he said. "You decide what you want to happen and you force reality to comply through focus and power. Exhausting. Limited. Completely wrong for Fae."

I sigh. I know that’ll never happen. I know for a fact I have no mate or whatever each supernatural species calls their other half. I am a hybrid, and a very rare one at that. My mother was the daughter of the fae king, and their line was a pureblood line. They are descendants of the goddess that created the fae. My father was half warlock and half werecat. Again his werecat and warlock lines were of pure blood as well. His werecat line was also a direct descendant of the goddess that created them. How do I know I don’t have a mate or whatever you ask? A fae knows the other half of their soul when they touch them, regardless of age. Werecats have mates like the werewolves. They ca