408 Quotes About Fae

Trevor cast her a glance. “Politeness doesn’t cost a thing, even if I’m offering a hand to the devil herself.

She had been nothing but a beloved bauble passed from a mother to a son, a decoration of vanity, devoid of identity.

You are ruin and chaos to them, but you are lovely to my eye.''You're brave or daft, then,' she said, quite rightly. 'Chaos and ruin. Where does that leave me, then?

I will love you forever,” I murmured, and he stroked the hair off of my forehead.I will hold you to that.” His face was grim and his voice was sober—hetouched my handprint of chaos as he said it, and I knew in my bones that it was a solemn vow, and not a sweet or a kind offering of love at all. Green would make me live if he had to crack the foundations of the world.

Well,” Gavin drawls, “at least now I know what to do if that ever happens. I’ll throw a jar of honey and run like hell.

Walking through the birch grove, keep your headOr the whitefingers touch you and then you're dead!

I write about fairies in fantasy and folklore because who wouldn't want to believe in magic and fairy tales.

For always and for alwaysI pray remember meUpon the moors, beneath the starsWith the King's wild company.

Fairies were different. In the winding mountain paths and emerald-topped forests of Feyland, there were so many magical creatures.