Faery Stories

When Elara Vale, a sharp-willed girl with a past she can barely face, discovers she holds the lost language of creation-Aethertongue, a magic spoken by the gods themselves-her entire world shifts. After her village is destroyed by Shadowborn, creatures made from stolen starlight, she is taken in by the hidden Monastery of Aetherion, where an ancient prophecy marks her as "the Chosen," the one who can reunite the shattered realms.

Aurora is the Alpha's daughter, raised under doting parents and protective siblings, treated like pack royalty-but all she wants is a normal life. One night out at a pub should have been simple... until she crosses paths with Valero, the newly crowned Wolf King on a dangerous mission. A chance encounter sparks secrets, danger, and desire, tying their lives together in ways neither of them could have imagined. Sometimes, breaking the rules comes with a price-and sometimes, it changes everything. © SLWrites 2025. All rights reserved. Please do not copy, repost, or translate this work without permission.

When an archivist, Evelyn Hale, accidentally uncovers a centuries-old fae ring her tidy, predictable life collapses into visions of a forgotten war, political lies, and one very irritated art dealer who suddenly has pointy ears and opinions about her safety. The ring shows her the truth. The fae want her silenced. And he... wants to collect his past. Too bad the ring has already decided she's the one who's going to expose everything.

Valan is laid-back, confident, handsome and royalty among the fae folk of Selion. So how come, of all people, Drita, a reserved and lonely thief, is the only person in the human world that can see him? Ever since they first met as children in the forest, Valan has visited Drita from time to time , either in her room or in the forest. When Valan asks Drita to help her with a homework in the human world and promises to show her places in Selion in return, they being spending more time together than ever before. For the first time, he is confronted with the painful truth that after his arranged marriage, he may never see Drita again. As if his complicated feelings for her weren't enough, a deadly disease begins to spread in Selion, threatening to turn his once peaceful life into a nightmare. Meanwhile Drita, trapped in an abusive household, is desperate trying to find out the truth about her origins and a way to escape her adoptive parents. Could the dark misterious warlock Festor hold the key to her past? How much will her craving for his dark magic influence her? Will update every Sunday. Very glad you're here :)

A near death incident leaves Summer Brock without any memory of her past. She attempts to navigate the unfamiliar, but when a sly cat comes into play, she begins to question what everyone is telling her about who she is. Summer will do whatever it takes to find the truth, even if it's better left hidden.

Three heirs. Only one crown. Raised beneath the eyes of the court and the weight of expectation, Quinn has always known the garden would choose her. Her composure is legend. Her bloodline is secure. Her blade was steady. But tradition is never so obedient. Princess Harriet, sick with a curse no healer can name, trades places with Lunette, a girl who should never have existed at court at all. Stolen at birth, raised in shadows, Lunette now wears silks and secrets, standing in for a royal she barely knows in a world that would destroy her if it knew the truth. And Leni? Leni was never meant to stand among heirs. Wild as wind and storm, the overlooked daughter is drawn by something older, a magic pulsing in her bones, answering a call the others cannot hear. When the vine-threshold opens and the Choosing begins, the ruin stirs. Each girl carries a secret. Each path demands a cost. And deep beneath the moonlit branches, the garden watches, waiting to decide who is worthy, who is false, and who must be unmade.

I created a Grimm-inspired but brighter fairy tale - magical, emotional and whimsical, but ending in light instead of darkness and filled with warmth and hope.

BOOK ONE IN THE ELYSIAN TRILOGY A stolen grimoire. A court of lies and secrets. Seventeen-year-old Morgana lives in Golah Court, one of the two fae courts in the magical and dangerous land of Elysia. Adopted by Golah Court's fae king, after her parents mysteriously died, Morgana is human in a world where the fae rule and the land's magic is deadly to her kind. To survive the land Morgana must take a special elixir all whilst navigating court life, dangerous fae, and the mysterious and alluring Prince Caliath from Aeperos Court. But on Morgana's eighteenth birthday the elixir starts to fail, endangering her life. In a race to escape death, Morgana unearths secrets about her true identity and a betrayal so shocking that she questions those she loves and all that she stands for. Currently featured in: Wattpad's Fantasy reading list - Magical Kingdoms - Oct 2025 Wattpad's Paranormal reading list - Diverslit - SEPT 2025 Wattpad's Paranormal reading list - Fae & Folklore - Sept 2025 Previously featured in: Wattpad's reading list - Empowered Heroines reading list - OCTOBER 2023 Wattpad's reading list - Editors' Choice - JULY 2023 Wattpad's YA and NA Fantasy's reading list - Featured YA Fantasy Stories - JULY 2023 Wattpad's reading list Superhero Summer - JULY 2023 Wattpad Explorer's reading list Your Inner Hero - JULY 2023 Wattpad Royals' reading list - Royal Court Picks - JULY 2023. Wattpad's Fantasy's reading list - Featured Fantasy Stories - JULY 2023 Wattpad's LGBTQIAP+ reading list Featured Stories - JULY 2023 Wattpad's Magic reading list Magic Featured Stories- JULY 2023.

Good morning, I'm Kalliope Aoidós (yes, spelled like this: Καλλιόπη Ἀοιδός... pretty impressive, right?), Technical Account Manager at a company in... well, I'm sure you don't really need my CV for this. Let's try again. Hey, I'm Kalliope Aoidós, and I've got a little problem. Okay, more like an incurable, family-heritage problem. Technically, it's genetic-something my family has been conveniently passing down for centuries. One of my great-great-great-great-grandparents thought it was totally appropriate to insult his muse, calling her a "good-for-nothing" and a "sellout." How charming, right? Too bad that muse was THE Muse after whom I'm named. Apparently, she's not exactly the warm and fuzzy type. So why on earth do I have the honor of carrying the name of the one who cursed my entire family tree? Oh, that was my grandmother's brilliant idea. In a way, they "sacrificed" me to her by giving me her name, hoping it would change her mind about the curse. Spoiler alert: It didn't. So here I am, just like hundreds of my ancestors, stuck in the same lovely swamp. I'm a Book Jumper or, as my grandmother (who has a flair for dramatic epithets) likes to call me, a βιβλιοποδητής, which basically means "walker of books." And these are my stories. Or, more accurately, my delightful misadventures. Copyright 2025 AnemoneMarino. All Rights Reserved. Note: All the pictures I've used in this story are not mine; they belong to their respective owners. The cover and banners are made by me.

BOOK TWO IN THE ELYSIAN TRILOGY Revenge. Forbidden romance. After learning the truth about her identity Morgana plots revenge against those who've wronged her. Armed with a team that includes the Golight Princess, an Aeperian soldier, and the Aeperian Prince, Morgana and her friends seek to destroy the fae who rule Golah Court. But enemy forces are at work. Morgana's powers have mysteriously weakened and she is hunted by shadows. A dangerous romance blossoms between her and Caliath that could lead to deadly consequences. Aelys must choose whether to take the path to queendom or her heart. And Briar hunts those who've gotten away with murdering her wife. Together, Morgana and her friends will go on a journey that will either destroy them or the rulers of Golah Court. *Completed Wattpad's 8CC SEPTEMBER-OCTOBER 2024

It is two thousand long years into the future. There is no more Earth. There is only Callistra. Since the conclusion of the fae civil war that decimated the human population, there has been a strained peace among the surviving mythical creatures. But now, a strange fae illness is spreading across Callistra, and the era of harmony is crumbling fast. Pasiphae of Eo has been framed. Her grandmother, the most powerful witch in Eo, has fallen sick, and Pasiphae is suspected to be responsible. Forced to flee her homelands for treason against her coven, the only way to clear her name is to find the true traitor. Pasiphae has no choice but to venture deep into unknown territory with help from one of the fae. He can help her find the cause of the illness from within the Unseelie Court, where the walls talk and the shadows move, and she can do for him what the fae cannot do themselves: lie. But a conspiracy is unravelling in this foreign land swathed under perpetual night. All Pasiphae wanted was to prove her innocence, but within the heady darkness of the malevolent faery court, there is love and betrayal so potent it could ruin the world a second time.

In the sequel to Treachery Queen, the Seelie Court has declared its war on the world, and nothing will ever be the same. It has only been a week since Pasiphae of Eo entered a fake marriage alliance with the Seelie Crown Prince in a bid to forestall his mother's coming invasion on Medeis, Pasiphae's homeland. Now, those who were once enemies have disappeared into the shadows, while new contenders have clawed their way into power. Amidst the chaos, there is only one possible outcome that ends well for Medeis: Seth must have the Seelie throne, and Pasiphae takes it upon herself to ensure it. Meanwhile, Circe of Eo has turned diplomat. The Unseelie Queen knows that invasion is coming, and is desperate to snatch the Isles, where the humans make their home. To keep it from her grasp, the witches must conquer the land first, for the humans' own good. But the Isles has secrets of its own, and if Circe isn't careful, she may be swallowed by the rising tide. From a perilous journey into a country that kills all who enter, to a mission into the Seelie Court during its midnight sun, the two sisters will do anything to protect Medeis. Heads will roll, hearts will be broken, and if the world is to fall a second time, then so be it.

Arranged Marriage in the Faerie Realm Ella never expected to be swept into a world where magic, danger, and forbidden love collide. When she enters the Faerie Realm, she discovers secrets of the chosen brides before her, ancient elemental magic, and a destiny that could change everything. Caught between duty, love, and prophecy, Ella must navigate the wonders and dangers of the fae - and find her way back to the one she loves. A serialized alternative romantic fantasy adventure in the Throne of Flames universe.

When mortal courier Elara Wynn delivers a sealed letter to the reclusive Prince of the Midnight Court, the last thing she expects is to be trapped in his enchanted manor by a violent magical storm. Cold, unreadable, and bound by secrets he refuses to share, Prince Arcten is as dangerous as the starlit halls he commands. Something in the letter unsettled him. Something powerful enough to seal the manor and shake the fae realm itself. As the storm intensifies and shadows stir behind locked doors, Elara realizes the prince's warnings hide more than he admits. And the forbidden wing of the manor seems determined to get her attention. One night trapped with a fae prince. One secret letter. One sealed wing she was never meant to see. Some storms are meant to be survived. Others are meant to change you.

The year was 1862 when we met. At Windor Academy, Anastasia Halcyra never expected her life to change with a single glance. But the mysterious boy she meets in a cold corridor becomes the one person she can't forget. Nikos was a mystery. Elusive. Beautiful. Impossible to forget. And just when their connection began to unravel its first fragile threads, he vanished without a trace- as if he had never existed at all. Years pass. Wounds fade. But longing does not. When a book of mythical creatures and a hidden note reopen a door Anastasia believed had closed forever, she returns home seeking answers. Instead, she uncovers a truth woven in blood and shadow- a truth that leads her to the edge of a world she was never meant to see. A sweeping historical fantasy of forbidden love, soul-deep longing, and a destiny that refuses to be forgotten- 1862 is the beginning of a love story that spans decades, realms, and lifetimes.

Only three things matter to all good fey; fighting, festivities and fornication. Eamon mac Aeveen is the youngest child of the king of the fey. With twenty-nine older siblings, Eamon's always allowed himself to indulge to excess even by fey standards. His fiann are the only ones he lets near, and even then they're at arm's length. But, he has earnt the fierce loyalty of his eight fighters and they are the only ones for whom he would lay down his immortal life. Their oath is strong and their bond stronger as they stalk Tir nAill and Innisfail for threats to the balance. What do you do when you find out your life is half a lie? Well, one-quarter a lie, anyway. Niamh O'Callaghan was a normal girl. Or, so she thought. When a chance encounter with two strange boys finds Niamh in some perverted version of Hogwarts, she has to learn to fight, weave magic, and not fall for Killian, the boy with the brilliant blue eyes. Because fey are not like humans and there is nothing normal about falling for one. Thank Danu for Lachlan, who is more brother than friend in such a strange place. The only thing stronger than your oath... If falling for Killian wasn't worrying enough, Eamon's return to Gryffnhall throws Niamh's world upside down once more. Once a friend to her parents and still haunted by their deaths, Eamon has nothing to lose and everything to gain by taking Niamh from Killian, and he sets out to do just that using every tool in his royal fey arsenal. Niamh's determined not to give into either of them ...is the power of Her heart. But, an old evil is resurfacing and Niamh has an inheritance to claim from the king. So, Eamon and the Gryffyns are tasked with escorting Niamh and her fiann to the king. And, if they can lure out the big bad gunning for Niamh, all the better. But, travelling in close quarters stirs up trouble between Kilian and Eamon in the battle for Niamh.

In the misty, bloody, and often surreal enchanted land of Fodla, the newly established Tuathal dynasty seated at the hill of Tara reigns supreme above all other men, monster and otherworldly folk. The second born, a particularly cursed prince of Tara is bound to the destiny of the legendary hero of the Gael, and given a magical command (a geisa) to never fall or lose a contest. Cast out, Eochaid Find, sets out on a journey and discovers his role to play in the liberation of the enslaved and unification of the Gaelic people. Conn, the first prince of Tara is commanded from birth by his own geisa to conqueror all of Fodla. Eochaid Find and Conn's star-crossed, blood soaked, and magic infused fates are set against one another, where an unstoppable conquering force is destined to meet a immoveable hero. When Eochaid Find and Conn clash, they will change the island of Fodla forever.

oh boy am i going to enjoy writing this lowercase intended cover art by @tommyficrecs on twitter ꧁꧂ Tommy is a spellcaster, a witch in other terms. He lives in a cottage alone on an island quite close to a village, separated from the townspeople by a small rift of water, bound by a single, rickety bridge. His kind is seen as a hindrance, and is heavily looked down upon, even hunted. People saw him as sinner, satanist or warlock. In truth, he was neither. His life takes a large U-turn when he meets a fae in the woods nearby his cottage, and said fae becomes his friend. The fae attempted various times to get the witch's full name, but the witch was too stubborn. They eventually bond, and become friends. One day Tommy finally trusts the fae with his real name. Either it was a mistake or a good decision, he can't decide.

Azriel x reader/OC Wing clipping may be outlawed, but that doesn't mean that camps far out from the night court all obey. Follow our reader as she tries to navigate shadows without her wings, and with her son.

Kalia Aconitum Potter was the Wild Child of Little Whinging. She raced through the streets with her knee-length platinum silk curls flowing behind her, she moved as if she was lighter than air, and she spoke as if she was singing the most beautiful song. She wasn't what anyone would expect, she was her own person, at one with nature and balace. She was the Last Lightborne.