Thefaefolk Stories

As happened many times in the past the Fell Ice once again charged down from the north and attacked the world in its effort to turn it into a frozen ball of ice. Only the White Magic and it's ally the Sun could stand against such a vast enemy. From their home in the Valley of the Sun the great tribe of Elves could only watch as the monumental fight unfolded. As the battle intensified and the valley became threatened the tribe separated back into their four original tribes and each made their way back to their ancestral homes. Within their Vales, behind thick stone walls and under powerful domes of magic, they were protected from the onslaught upon the earth. The Elves watched for thousands upon thousands of turns as the war raged overhead. The Fell Ice against the Sun and the White Magic were locked in a struggle lasting for an age, with neither side claiming victory as the earth was ravaged. In time the Fell Ice retreated, as it had so many times in the past. Beaten, yet not defeated, only biding it's time for the next attack. It returned to its frozen Kingdom at the Top of the World, thus ending this last Age of Ice. This time, as the earth warmed around them, the Elves remained secluded from the world in their hidden Vales. They observed from afar life returning to the lands and took stock of man becoming the dominant ones as their numbers grew and spread. As the Elves watched they felt safe and secure in their Vale strongholds. They had no idea of the danger that was about to befall them. This is a stand-alone sequel to my story "Druids Bane".

Compilation of Books from The Mage Wars 3000 years after the reign of the Spirit King a male from the past emerges. One so cunning and deceptive one won't know what to make of him. Not until it's too late. In the wee hours of the night, he unfurled his plans, ensnaring misunderstood and like-minded people. Not one knew what had happened until it was too late. War broke out from the eastern side of the continent to the west. People died on both sides but the cunning male's forces never seem to diminish. Until one day, a prophecy takes a turn on the people of Seraphina. It is as follows; When all hope is forgotten and Vanora is lost, a quartet of the highest order shall spring forth. Under them, a tyrant of the deepest kind shall fall. The wrongs forced upon the people of Seraphina will be rightened. Two royals from a house so noble its people love them deeply. Two warriors of high regard noble in the rights of their own. This is the story of how they changed the world. Part 1: Finished Part 2: Finished Part 3: Finished Part 4: Finished Part 5 Part 6: Part 7: Part 8: Part 9: Part 10:

The harsh winters and freezing blizzards of the tundra are all familiar to Anyu. Living amongst her tribe in the frozen wasteland, she has learned to survive and fend for herself. But when she is lost in a strange blizzard, Anyu finds herself in a world of creatures, spirits, and magic that she has only heard of in legends. Led by her mysterious guide Kano, Anyu searches for a way back home. But before she can leave, she will have to discover the truth about herself and the land she calls home. What has Anyu's tribe been keeping hidden? What is her connection to this strange new world? And what are the secrets hidden beneath the ice? Highest Ranking: #44 in Fantasy Cover by @KatrinHollister

(Posting to RoyalRoad) Iona of Tamaris is a half-elf caught between worlds. Born a bastard child with the curse of an ancient magic, she has always lived a life with secrets weighing her heart down like a stone. The price of discovery? Death. When two unwelcome visitors arrive in Yssa's royal court, however, her life is changed forever. The answer to all of her problems, it seems, lie in Zaeylael, the City of Splinters. But danger lurks around every corner even in a place where mages can walk freely under the sun and too many smiles are only masks hiding wicked plots. **Contains spoilers for The Lady Penitent and The Desolate Throne**

She'd been running her entire life. Now, it might not be enough. Hounded day and night by unearthly men, Eloise has never stopped running. But now, running is not enough, and she needs protection. A twist of fate places her in the hands of the assassin Arothena, who offers her safety. It seems perfect - apart from one, overwhelming difference between them. Arothena would never run. The Great, Man-Rellae war has been on the horizon for centuries. Now, anything could set it off. Arothena wants to take down the man behind Eloise's pursuers, to rid the world of any triggers that could cause the descent into fighting. But Eloise will not go with her. As her journey progresses and her survival becomes less and less certain, Eloise must decide if she will fight - and what for. Cover designed by @LowaLowa1

"Gretchen Boarding School" and under it read "The School Where We Shift Into Our True Selves." Lizzy Abner expected her seventeen birthday to be just like the others. A day filled with sadness and longing as she lived only with her drill sergeant grandma. She was not expecting to be whisked into a whole new world! One that expected her to be a beacon of hope. A girl who was once always called a freak to now someone everyone knew about. Join Liz as she navigates her new life and finds out who she truly is. _____________________________________________ "You are going to a boarding school, five hours from here, one for special talents." She blurted out. "Looking at myself in the mirror, I looked like a complete mess. My rosy red hair a greasy mess, my eyes puffy from lack of sleep, my neck exhibiting a weird red tattoo....what the heck!" "Too occupied by my annoyance of the two boys, I turned around to smack into something, someone really hard." _____________________________________________ Werewolves, Dragons, and more...a story that unlocks Lizzy's heart to a whole new world! Text copyright © NaomiWagner_ ™ '2018-' The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is violation of copyright law. A single copy of the materials available in the story may be made, solely for personal, noncommercial use. Individuals must preserve any copyright or other notices contained in or associated with them. Users may not distribute said copies to others, whether or not in electronic form or in hard copy, without prior written consent of the copyright holder of the materials. Contact information for requests for permission to reproduce or distribute materials available through this course are listed below: naomiwagnerwattpad18@gmail.co

Everyone knows of Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter--the four seasons. Who they don't know of is their sister, Equinox, or how the four seasons came to be. Equinox is the daughter and Day and Night. People always considered her to be the oddball, the weirdo, the ugliest, the runt. She didn't care. When a trip to the villiage makes her feel the need to help someone, she sneaks out at night, hoping to not be noticed. She soon becomes friends with the hunter of the villiage, Orion. When she is given an exciting choice on what type of "power" to have, she soon realizes that it comes with a price. Will she be willing to pay the price? ***WINNER of RetellingsUnite Creation Story contest*** Word count: 9,490 Awesome cover by @cleverwren Highestrank: #150 in Fantasy

*A Cinderella Retelling* A young woman in a beautiful blue gown. A prince bored with his birthday ball. All is as it seems. Except for three things. One's a vampire, the other is a wizard, and they both have missions that center on the other. The problem? Only one person can walk away from their encounter alive. ----- One of the winners from @_Once_Upon's dark fairytale prompt. Cover made by @shadowsleek! Full-length novel is up on my profile under the same name but with "novel version" tacked on and with a different cover!

(Rewrite is going on RoyalRoad) Every dwarven city has its Spark, one that grants life to the great artifices carved into living rock and cruel steel by the god Tek himself. A machine set in motion when the turning of the world began again, Dhuldarim has survived millennia without faltering. Until now. The Spark, it seems, is going out. Divine help is impossible: the great god Tek is silent, slumbering where none can reach. The ingenuity of dwarves is their only hope of salvation. To return the Spark, a great power is needed-power that can only be found in the Deep. To trespass so into the depths of the earth is suicide even for a dwarf, but the Heartforge has spoken: Tali Khondurahl must go, and go alone. There are things that live in the Deep, they say, that dream of the red flower wielded by the dwarves. They dream...and they hate. Aided on her journey by a golem of stone, a siren freed from eternal imprisonment in the Deep, a human mage far from home, a strange deep-dweller, and a scion of her people's most ancient foe, Tali must face an evil so powerful it has survived the millenium since the Revealing without interruption, lording over a dominion of misery and subjugation. With every leg of the journey, loyalties become increasingly divided. In the end, it is her choices that shape the future of Dhuldarim and its ancient enemies alike.

It's getting worse. Not now. Why now? It's been dormant for weeks! Naomi thought, squeezing her hand repeatedly into a fist to try to suppress the faint tingling in the tips of her fingers. It was in vain, just as she knew it would be. Once the tingling started it wouldn't stop until the Shift was complete. Please stop, she thought helplessly. Not now, not today! She rounded the last corner and saw her house at the end of the street. The driveway was empty, which meant Naomi's father was still at work, as she knew he would be. The lawn was in desperate need of trimming, and Naomi nearly tripped over one of the garden gnomes decorating the yard that the long grass obscured from her view. The bronze numbers on the front blue door were fading and needed a polish, but Naomi paid them no mind. She dug her key out of her pocket, inserted it into the knob, and slammed the door safely shut behind her, panting like a dog. She barely had time to celebrate that she had made it home in time before the last bits of her feet were swallowed in the tingling feeling and the Shift began. ~~~ Cover by the incredibly talented @mahana258!!!

Dark magic is brewing in the kingdom of Denmark. A bloody war has decimated the population and birthed monsters; malevolent, powerful Valravn who hunger for children's flesh. Only one girl, responsible for the disappearance of all the children in her village, is courageous enough to undertake a perilous quest to save them. But will she triumph, or will she meet the same grisly fate as the heroes who have come before? Loosely based on a Danish folktale.

[ COMPLETED AND ON THE WATTYS 2017 SHORTLIST - Excerpt Only] In an era where the drums of war echo over the Northern plains, when the arrival of the next Copper Moon brings about whispers of a shadowy threat, Nell Yngram is only concerned with struggling to make ends meet. Earning a living as a Lampgirl, and having serviced the Moreighs for the last couple of years, she yet dreams of being assigned to the family's ancestral home at Ashenlight. Despite talk of dark secrets plaguing the Samarna Palace, Nell only seeks to earn a good enough sum with which to send back to her family and allow her to return to them. At present, however, such a wish seems impossible. Yet when the former Baron passes away under unforseen circumstances, and his exiled son returns with a foreign bride-to-be, it seems that things certainly are about to change... A story about intertwining lives and internal struggles, dark magic in a rapidly-changing society, and the acceptance of Fate. Cover by: @elphadora

*Ongoing - slow updates* THIS IS BOOK 3 IN THE CLAN OF THE RIM CHRONICLES. IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THE FIRST ONE, IRON FROST, OR THE SECOND ONE, IRON KNIGHT, PLEASE REFER TO IT BEFORE READING THIS ONE. The outcome of Eerika's choices has finally caught up to her. She is now without her crown, on the run from Sylvi's warpath and separated from Calder. Back in Arizona where it all began, she has only a small set of tasks she knows she has to accomplish. Find the hybrid faery Sverdet, bring her back to what's left of her kingdom to defeat Sylvi, and reunite with Calder--whom she can only hope is still alive. But she can't do this all on her own. Without any resources to help guide Eerika, it's going to take more than one person to help her track Sverdet down. She has to find the fey of the human world who were banished during the time of the ephemeral fey that can assist her on this blind quest. Every second is limited in Eerika's grasp. If she can find Sverdet, the final battle against the frozen queen will be at hand. But who's will hold the crown in the end of this icy war? ©copyright 2023 K.N. Campbell (Katelyn Noel Campbell) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. cover by solidarity_

A war is brewing in The Faerie Realm; it's up to a knight, a prince, and an outcast to stop it. When a sinister and mysterious master takes control of a group of cursed faeries known as the sprites, they want revenge against the fae...and they will stop at nothing to obliterate the kingdoms known as the Faerie Courts in a slaughtering attack on Midsummer's night. When Marissa, a Winter Knight with a dark past, joins forces with the arrogant prince Glen and the runaway sprite Diandre, she knows that they are the fae's only chance of defeating The Master. The first step? Become fugitives. These three will have to race against time to recover the Objects of Power: a wand and a scepter that have been lost for centuries. But to prevent a dark war, Marissa, Glen, and Diandre will be tested like they've never imagined. And it might just cost them their lives. [Completed] Highest Ranking: #724 in Fantasy ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

The Fae Folk present selections from our Queen of the Fae herself. She's scouring the realm for worthy books. Are you her next pick?

"If you think that the world is centred around the Births and Deaths of Kings, the marching of armies and the howling of winter winds against the walls, then you should walk behind my shield walls, talk to my veterans and learn the truth. They know it and they are ready to defend it with their swords". "Kings die, that's all the truth there is to it. Why should a King rule a kingdom when he is no better than the common soldier, why should his blood and his inheritance define his position in society? I fight to change this society because it is the Winter to my Summer and the Darkness in my light. I will give my life fighting for my ideas, that's everything you need to know..." I will also be posting this story on www.royalroadl.com from now on as well as on www.penana.com

Shah Jamshid al-Hassan, king of the Sazian Empire, is dead. He is succeeded by three heirs: Esfandar, the crown prince; Soraya, the forgotten daughter; and Roshani- the one who killed him. Roshani felt no remorse shoving her sword through her father's heart. Nor does she have any doubts about imprisoning her cunning grandmother in the depths of the royal prison, where she can't cause any more trouble. The tyrannical tendencies in the young empress only seem to be tempered by Kasra, her infant half-brother born shortly before the coup. To protect Kasra, Roshani is determined to kill her other siblings and end this conflict once and for all. But spies and betrayers abound in the palace, and Roshani may have more enemies within than without. Esfandar's mind has always been more attuned to war than to the politics behind it. Shocked and outraged by his sisters' betrayals, he seeks to reclaim the throne that is rightfully his. His troops rally in support of their emperor, retaking the north from Roshani's forces. Yet doubt soon creeps into the young prince's mind. As his armies forge ahead, Esfandar will discover that governing and conquering are not one and the same. The large personalities of Esfandar and Roshani have always outshone Soraya in the palace. Neither the shah nor the other palace lords ever concerned themselves with the quiet girl hiding behind her mother's skirts. But now, having escaped Roshani's coup, the empire has been forced to consider Soraya a threat. Protected by the priests and magis of the fire temple, Soraya's claim to the throne is the weakest. Her only hope is a strange power from the gods, one she's not even sure she can control. Three siblings. Three armies. One crown.

"For the hidden and the ruined. And for the spoils." ~ The Hesi are walking solvents - they dissolve or scatter masses of a certain particle, leaving disorder in the chemistry of the world. And in themselves. Tua is rewiring the nation of Ira-Du for both profit and the good of the downtrodden, using Hesi power and an obscure web of members. Wryn has secrets she cannot recall, and scars she doesn't want to. East wants his mind back. Daio is involved for the money, Ajan for the chase. Five miscreants. Daring schemes, countless spies, and greed. Celestial anomalies. Decaying lands. An elaborate operation reliant on a band of crumbling souls. They'll be mud-rich if they don't destroy themselves first.