Fée Romane & Geschichten

This plane is bright and calm with full of greenery. We shifted in front of a tree, it's so wide and its leaves are so thick. All different kinds of animals are running wild in the green fields. I can hear different birds chirping from the tree. Her mother is sitting near a baby deer tending to it. "I have been expecting your arrival King Darius" her voice is soft and melodic. "Why? If I may ask my lady" I ask as I approach her slowly, mindful not to startle the deer. Lucifer silently follows behind me.

A father, a mother, a young girl and lastly, their babe. I could smell the fresh, innocent and untainted blood of the babe and knew that she would be perfect for my Aphrodite. The first drop of blood that my Aphrodite should taste, should be one that is rich and pure. I walked over to the babe before I bent over and picked up the tiny babe into my arms. She stirred in my arms and her eyes opened. Her bright brown eyes looked at me with interest as I peered down at her. I gently caressed her cheek- feeling nothing for the tiny babe in my arms. She was simply a meal for the one that I truly cared for. Yet, she intrigued me and it clearly seemed that I intrigued her just as much.

The Dark Fae sisters: Trista, Treeda, Treeva In the stair well: "Did you see that? His hieroglyphic lit up brightly when he touched the human. It looks like the Fae King is rather comfortable with that human. Do you think she is the reason he lied to you? Maybe she's the Leprechaun." Her sister Treeda said, Trista sucked her teeth. "Don't be ridiculous, Taji would never stoop that low as to be with a filthy Leprechaun. Besides, she couldn’t be a Leprechaun; she looks nothing like what we were told they looked like in training. I don’t know who this woman is, but I’m not worried, me and Taji will be joined soon. We were chosen, to be the ones to join our kingdoms together. Taji wouldn’t risk

said Taiya again, with a slightly different inflection. “What are they?” asked Luceya. “Humans called them . . . faerie folk, I believe, in ages past.” Faeries? Thought Keyla. No . . . Taiya called out something in her native language, and Keyla heard the word Chi-maaya among them. For a moment the small being in the distance did not respond. Taiya called out again, and it buzzed over toward them. When it stopped to hover in front of Taiya, Keyla stared in wonderment. The creature was more Elfin than human in appearance, with large almond-shaped eyes and pointed ears, though the points were more pronounced than on the Elves. This one was female, and was clad in a tunic and skirt of bright co

Having somneone who whispers all of his sweet nothings in French had its perks as well. Je sais comment gérer ses goûts. I know how to handle him, I say, which in French, translates to I know how to handle his tastes. I turn to Alex, whose hand I can feel trying to inch up under my dress, and I clasp my fingers around his, stopping him from moving any further in front of his uncle. He clears his throat, moving his hand to my knee and turning back to the other two men, a little breath that sounds like a laugh escaping.

“That would be a kindness, thank you Aurien.” “Fae often reverses the personal pronoun,” he leaned back in his chair. “And they are gender specific. So, when I say ‘I’ in Fae it is ‘ith’ and when you say it, it is ‘ithe’, and ‘you’ in male form is ‘sa’, and female ‘sie’. ‘I will teach you Fae’ in Fae, therefore for me speaking to you is ‘Fae tiarthe sie mar ith’, but for you it is ‘Fae tiarthe sa mar ithe.’”

their lovely voice rings out. “Hello Millie, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Selena and she/her pronouns work for me” I smile sweetly at the charming creature . I can not miss the playfulness of fae energy, I am guessing a nymph of some sort, but they must be hybrid, because some majorly strong witch energy in their Aura, mixed with something else that feels ancient and wise like a goddess.

Koa stood at the edge of a moonlit pool, the air around her thick with quiet power. The Goddess Realm shimmered with soft blues and silvers, a place untouched by mortal time. Selene approached in a slow, graceful glide, her glowing robes rippling like water. "You brought me here to keep me safe," Koa said quietly, her green eyes watching the stars swirl in slow circles above them. "But Cheyenne is hurting. I can feel her calling for me."

One young warrior, who stood beside Heath spoke up. "Blessed by the Moon Goddess?" Ava snorted. "I could literally feel the black magic rolling off of him. You seriously cannot believe otherwise." I didn't feel it. Which was why I was sure that no one else did either. But Ava wasn't just a werewolf or only a vampire. She's a Faye, she has different powers. "Black magic?" Heath was the one who asked. Now this put him in a dilemma. Ava nodded. "He probably did some spell just like casted a spell on those poor witches and made them into zombies."