Fairies Humans

A fairy prince who can’t be touched. A human who can’t seem to stop. After one too many bad decisions, I’m crashing on my cousin’s couch, desperate to get my act together. The last thing I expect is to stumble into a job at the weirdest little café I’ve ever seen—one that caters to the fae. It’s just coffee and pastries. Until he walks in. Thalen is… impossible. All sharp cheekbones, silken hair, and frosty glares. He’s obviously one of them—the kind of fairy that humans aren’t even supposed to look at for too long. And he definitely doesn’t want me looking at him. ...

With Her Majesty’s Royal Coven in shambles and the fate of the world hanging in the balance, the sisterhood of friends and witches must find a new way of putting together the pieces if (wo)mankind is to stand a chance, in this final chapter to Juno’s “irresistible” series (Lana Harper)...

A wedding bouquet. A royal mix-up. A very confusing marriage. All I was supposed to do was drop off the flowers. I work for my aunt’s florist shop, I had the address, and yeah—the manor looked a little weird, but I figured rich people were just into moss and weird lighting. Next thing I know, I’ve been dragged inside, handed a crown, and kissed by a very intense, very attractive man who introduces himself as Crown Prince Sylvaris of the Summer Court… and my soon-to-be husband. Apparently, I just delivered myself to the wrong dimension. According to Sylvaris—who’s gorgeous, ...

A fairy prince with a contract. A human who really should have read the fine print. I was just trying to make rent. Cater a fancy fairy wedding, smile at the guests, don’t steal any of the silverware—easy enough. Or so I thought. Somewhere between passing hors d’oeuvres and signing the invoice, I apparently agreed to marry the groom’s brother. Who, as it turns out, is not just any fairy, but the fairy prince. Now I’m being whisked off to some glittering palace I can’t pronounce, expected to wear clothes that look more like lingerie than actual outfits, and introduced as “His ...

I just wanted a quiet corner to ugly-cry. Instead, a dusty old book ate me. Now I’m flat on my back in a fancy throne room, staring up at the kind of fae lord who should come with a warning. Aedrin: tall, smirking, magic curling around him, and eyes that say he’s already undressing me. Apparently, I’m “the Reader” he’s spent centuries summoning. Flattering. Except I have no idea how to get home, and he keeps calling me my little human in a voice that makes me melt. He says he needs my help to restore his power, but every touch and wicked smile feels less like a quest—and more ...

Enter an ancient world of green glades and glaciers, where gods and goddesses spread their magic whilst rock-giants and mountain-trolls roam. This astonishing new collection of Norse tales from the award-winning Kevin Crossley-Holland will enthrall listeners of all ages.

Everyone jokes that the local big-box Swedish furniture store is a maze. They don't know that the bedroom department is literally built on top of a shifting Fae Labyrinth. I just wanted a bookshelf. I took a wrong turn at the meatballs, walked through a display wardrobe, and ended up in the Deep Fae Realm. Now I’m lost in an endless corridor of flat-pack boxes and confusing arrows, hunted by shadow beasts. My only hope of survival? Grael, the Fairy-Fae Guardian of the Maze. Grael is seven feet of winged, muscle-bound terrifying. He’s also hopelessly lost. He’s been wandering these ...

I have a label maker, a color-coded system, and a zero-tolerance policy for clutter. Lord Vane has a zero-tolerance policy for letting go. I was hired to declutter his gothic estate, not manage a six-foot-five High Fae with massive, iridescent wings and a magpie complex. Vane collects everything: cursed mirrors, shiny candy wrappers, ancient gold, and buttons. When I hold up a rusted, possibly haunted birdcage and ask, "Does this spark joy?" Vane doesn't just say yes—he hisses, flares those dazzling feathers to block the door, and dares me to touch his treasures again. But somewhere ...

There is a clause in the HOA bylaws for everything: trash can placement, fence height, and acceptable shades of beige. There is not a clause for a neighbor who is literally the King of the Wild Hunt. My new neighbor, Lord Oberon, is a menace. His "lawn" is a sentient briar patch that whinges when trimmed. His "garden gnomes" are actual goblins that bite the mailman. And he refuses to acknowledge the three hundred dollars in fines I’ve taped to his gate. I treat our interactions as a war for the soul of the neighborhood. Oberon, apparently, treats them as foreplay. To him, my aggressive ...

When a gentle oak-tree spirit named Fiore steps out of the forest and into a young man’s life, she brings with her a year of impossible love—and a newborn daughter who carries both worlds in her tiny heartbeat. After Fiore returns to the realm of spirits, the grieving father raises their magical child alone, watched over by his bewildered parents and the subtle shimmer of the forest’s lingering blessing. Then one summer day, a second stranger arrives: Sue, a woman whose kindness forms an unexpected bridge between the human world and the one Fiore left behind. Together they create a ...

A grumpy fae with a fatal allergy to sweets. A baker who can’t stop tempting him. After my life implodes, all I want is quiet—just me, my aunt’s bakery, and endless buttercream. Then Cieran walks in: all storm-grey eyes, razor-sharp cheekbones, and a growl that sends shivers down my spine. He glares at my pastries like they’re his mortal enemy, orders black coffee—no sugar, ever—and everyone whispers he’s not human. Sweets are poison to the fae, they say. But one night, he gives in. One bite of cake—and the sound he makes is pure sin. Now he keeps coming back, staying late, ...

To survive, she must become one of them. To thrive, she must become the best. The walls of Dökkálfa have ears. They have ears, and they whisper. And what they have to say can be chilling, but not all fairies hear them—only those blessed by the Old Gods. Kara Middleton wasn’t always a fairy. Heck, even now, she couldn’t be called completely Fey. Because the Queen of Ljósálfar made her what she is, and what she is… is frightening. But there is one fairy who is not afraid of Kara and the devastating power she wields as if her very own. For he, too, hears the whispers of the castle ...

The subject of fairies in Celtic cultures is a complex one that seems to endlessly intrigue people. What exactly are fairies? What can they do? How can we interact with them? Answering these questions becomes even harder in a world that is disconnected from the traditional folklore and flooded with modern sources that are often vastly at odds with the older beliefs.

I moved to the middle of nowhere for one reason: peace. Instead, I got him. Lorian is every forbidden daydream made flesh—a dangerously handsome Fae lord who thinks a leaf blower is a weapon and unleashes swarms of mischievous pixies on my lawn. He’s chaos in tailored clothes, a walking disaster for my sanity, my garden gnomes, and—thanks to him—my toaster now only speaks in riddles. All I want is for Lorian to leave me alone. But when his magic traps us in my tiny cottage, the air turns electric, and every glance crackles with temptation. Beneath his infuriating glamour is a lonely...

“Absolutely unforgettable.” —Kendare Blake, #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Three Dark Crowns series “A beautifully told story about justice, sisterhood, and warrior women.” —Shea Ernshaw, New York Times bestselling author of The Wicked Deep “Epic in the truest sense...

Azahr has always known what to expect from life. As the second son of Delphe, a great military future beckons, and he’s content in his role as future protector of his brother Adlard’s crown. But when Adlard dies suddenly, Azahr is immediately thrust into the role of first son and future heir to the throne. Despite his best efforts, it quickly becomes apparent that nothing he does will ever make him good enough to replace Adlard.

Once Upon a Time meets Game of Thrones in New York Times bestselling author Gena Showalter’s magical, romantic dark fantasy series, in which the fairy tales we know and love are prophecies of the future. Welcome to the Forest of Good and Evil, where villains may be heroes and heroes may be...

A fairy prince playing for keeps. A human who was just here for the cash. I signed up for a cheesy dating show to fake a romance and score enough money to fix my life. But I never expected the lead to be an actual fairy prince—one with a sinful smile, magic in his touch, and a habit of backing me into corners when the cameras aren’t looking. While the other contestants bat their lashes and play fairy-tale perfect, Eirian only wants me, the stubborn human who won’t swoon for his spells. But every enchanted hot tub, every midnight challenge, every brush of his lips against my skin is ...

This is a collection of short stories about children and robots. The events that occur to the characters could very well soon happen to us too. The robots greatly desired to become human, and you will find out what came of this when you read this small book, illustrated with colorful pictures. The book is suitable for family reading. book for children

Lemony Snicket meets Roald Dahl in this “wickedly funny” (James Ponti, New York Times bestselling author), deliciously macabre, and highly illustrated tale of a hungry beast, a vain immortal man, and a not-so-charming little girl who doesn’t know she’s about to be eaten. Beauty comes at...