Wicca Fae Novels & Stories

You are meaningless to us. I said, "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 said, "How do you know about our true mate bond?" I said, "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 said, "I have always wanted to work with the Fae and the Fairies. I have been training since I was old enough to stand. My mother started trai

Their lives are over in the blink of an eye. Before I could move toward Aria, or let my power flow free and fill me up, I felt it. Another fae, right here, in this very building. I tensed, my power snapping to attention, every nerve in my body straining to locate where exactly the energy was coming from. I felt it moving behind me, a dark warm, the whisper of a scent of home, and then it was fading. I was on my feet and moving before human eyes could see me. No one stalked Aria, but me.

I asked. “Well, it’s about ability. For example, the witches and wizards, and the pixies all use magic. Lycans and werewolves have an animal forms. While vampires have supernatural abilities. So I think what abilities the children are born with is not so much that the fae have a dominant gene. I think it’s more than the fae gene is incompatible with anyone except those who hold magic or are fully human.”

Fae exist for a purpose which becomes the incarnation of their power. Thus, they cease to exist without it returning to nothing but ashes. Sometimes, they interact and blend in with humans just like Iridescent, the Heart Manipulator. However most of them are often content hiding behind the shadows like Orion, known among fairy folk as Morpheus derived from the God of sleep in Greek Mythology.

I'm sure of some spell, but a gush of wind threw the witch onto the wall. "Stop the spell." She ordered again. Hearing her speak now, she's not a kid anymore but a grown-up woman. I wondered how we never noticed that she was a fae. A fae has a distinct smell like a sweet flower that we vampires will instantly know if there is any fae near us, but she smells slightly like a human and has another scent I can't describe. "We can't stop the spell because we are not the ones who did it." I heard one of them say. I can't see what is happening now because they are away from my line of view.

As our eyes meet, she rolls her eyes in exasperation, a silent rebuke for appearing with my disheveled appearance. As I descend the steps, I take in the sight of the three assembled faeries, each one bearing the telltale signs of their otherworldly heritage. Like Rhaenan and Valen, they possess the ethereal beauty characteristic of their kind—smooth skin akin to humans, yet with a subtle pointedness to their ears that hints at their true nature. Their attire is as varied as the colors of a rainbow, adorned with intricate designs and vibrant hues that speak to their individuality and status within the Court.

I tried not to react at all, but I could tell he was taking his time to be theatrical and I wasn't interested in games. "You see, you're not the only saint I know. Delphine was a saint. She is a saint, more accurately. Among the fae, we don't have many true kings and queens. It takes a special, powerful being to truly fit the title. It tends to run in families, but it's not a guarantee. Because these kinds of rulers are so rare, the general population prefers to call them saints. They're almost deities." Sean was prattling on. This had nothing to do with making a deal. I didn't want to listen to hours of nonsense from him. "What does that have to do with making a deal?" I sighed.

Back in my kingdom, I spent my days learning healing magic with Master Theo and kingdom politics from my mother, Queen Aileen, as the healing fae princess and heir to the kingdom. But now that I'm out of the kingdom, I can finally breathe. This place gave me a space to breathe from the constant stress of expectations and responsibilities of being a princess and an heir. I hadn't realized how much I needed this break until now. This town is just a few miles away from the Crescent Moon Pack, one of the largest and strongest werewolf pack in the country. Being this close makes me feel an odd mix of excitement and curiosity. As a member of the Elders Council, Grandma and other members will stay

“No tantrums. I’ve had enough from Mom for today, Jack. I didn’t talk to you about it because I didn’t think you’d want to hear. Besides, it involved books. Go ahead, Sean.” “There was only one resource with anything of significance talking about fae. It’s about eight hundred years old and actually belongs to a small pack in remote Ireland. It took some time to get even an electronic copy.” Sean opens a manilla folder on his lap and removes printed images of the book’s scanned pages. “It says here: ‘Pure or half-fae, also sometimes known as sylphidae, are born masters of elemental magic and as such are very powerful. All fae can be capricious and are prone to fits of extreme temper’—.”

The first vampire created by the curses of Apollo, Artemis, and Hades. The winged man flew to me, hovering above the ground. “And I am Puck. Prince of the Fae.” They all looked healthy, unlike hours ago when I entered this body. I was grateful to see them all. “Now we keep this up until our host is well.” We all sat down and continued to meditate, sharing energy, memories, power. In all of my reincarnations I had never felt anything like this before. The life chain was becoming stronger, tethering us and our host to this plane. The taint of Hades was slowly disappearing, soon there wouldn’t be enough left for him to trace where the host had gone. That was our hope for keeping him and his sis