The Queen of Hidden Fae
Jaylee · Ongoing · 144.6k Words
Introduction
In a Land not so far away,
They would commit a heinous crime,
Against the Queen of Hidden Fae..."
Daphne Myrh has always been considered the most beautiful of her sisters, maybe even, of the entire village. When her father is sentenced to death, Daphne's love for her sisters will push her into the palace. She will offer her own life, for her fathers.
Ash has been living in the palace for twenty years awaiting an opportunity to enact his revenge on the old human king. Posing as a human for as long as he has, is getting boring until he meets the kingdom's hidden beauty. The farmer's daughter. The moment he sees her, he knows that she is the one. The key to his vengeance. The perfect tribute sparking an act of war and unleashing a terrible magic upon the mortal realm.
There are three phases needed to conjure this madness.
I. Find a beautiful mortal to enchant the king.
II. Impregnate the tribute with Royal Blood.
III. Sacrifice her on the Ninth Moon of her pregnancy.
The only thing this plan doesn't call for...
Is for the girl to fall in love with her killer. And for the killer, to fall in love with her.
Chapter 1
“In a time of old and new,
when none are told of you,
the future will be history’s past,
and I, will come around, at last.”
Who am I?"
DAPHNE
I am surrounded by a riot of beast and Fae as I kneel before a tyrant. My limbs feel heavy and sluggish, as if I've been wading through quicksand or mud. The footsteps behind me, on the cold lavender of a frozen river, are marked in a shadow of blood decorated by the boots on my feet. Black dust and red starlight, blood of the hundreds of fae that were slain in battle.
The air is charged with malevolent energy, and I am finding it hard to draw breath.
The roar of a hundred armies dies in my ears as I am met with the failure of my end and the betrayal of my fool driven heart.
He stands there just beside her. The man I know to be more beautiful than any God once imagined. The man I gave my soul to. That I once trusted would stand at my side.
He stares back at me with the cold swirl of jaded eyes. Iron darkness painted with false regret. He looks pained. He looks tormented. But he also looks resolved.
He's going to do it. Just as was planned once in the tale of an old rhyme.
My tears freeze upon my face as I look up at him, words dying on my tongue as my folly rises to choke me.
The one that approaches from his side is more beautiful than any I have ever seen. She is all that I am not. A warrior, a winner, a frozen Faerie Queen with a frost gilded heart.
She speaks to me in a whisper on a glacier wind. She says, "You thought you had him, didn't you? You thought you could stop a magic set in motion long ago. That your child alone might change him. Didn't you?" She laughs and I force my chin up to glare at her.
Looking beyond her, to him, I am pleading with my eyes that he make this pain end quickly. That at the very least of everything, he makes my agony swift.
He doesn't answer, a sad frown cracking across his face as he lifts the enchanted blade from its resting place on the wreathed stone of The Great Fae River.
The evil angel leans close to me and I can feel the chill of her lips when she speaks. "He may have loved you... a little. But there is something all Fae covet more than hearts and happiness. Something you will never have again. Power."
The platinum crown of nails that sits upon my head prevents me from lashing out, from cloaking myself, from defending myself, and as the one that placed it upon my brow nears me, circling me as if he never held me in his arms, as if he never sought to protect me, I feel as if I have died already.
Everything is lost.
The Winter Queen smiles and stands to her full height as my love stops behind me and yanks back my head, placing the blade at my throat. He stares down at me and there is a quiver of sadness in his silvered eyes that runs so deep I can taste it in the memory of his kiss.
All I can do is whisper, "I loved you."
His hand trembles as he brings the blade to my throat, but he shakes his head, tears filling his eyes as he whispers, "I know."
All that comes next is warmth and pain and as I scream into the wind, the shadows of the forest weep.
I awaken with a start, grasping at my throat with cold, grime covered hands and wondering what dream plagued me as I slept.
It felt so real but try as I might, I cannot remember it. However the sadness that accompanies my coherence has only to do with the chains on my wrists.
Why have I not been executed yet?
Why must I remain here to suffer before death?
A glance around tells me that it must be morning. The day after my sentencing.
I was told I was to die by midnight last eve. But yet, I remain alive in the dungeon of Hadimere Palace as I await my beheading.
"How long shall they take to fetch my head? I shall be a corpse by the time they finally come."
Yesterday, the nobles of the kingdom surrounded me like a mob. Treating me like criminal as King Hadimere gazed down on me with cold blue eyes, the irises nearing black with contempt. Yet I am not the one that owed him a debt. No. I am merely the one to answer for it.
My father left me here. To die in his stead. He is the one that owed for his gambling... for his whoring. Not I!
But I suppose the fact that he has always blamed me for my mother's death played a large part in his choosing of payment.
The loud screech of an iron door above the wind of stone steps catches my attention and I leap to my feet. Loud, echoing footfalls numbering in the plural drum like music serenading that my time has come.
A gasp spills from my lips as the guards round the corner. For they are led by the most hauntingly beautiful man I have ever seen.
Oh my.
Last Chapters
#126 All That Lies Between
Last Updated: 10/14/2026#125 Call A Dragon
Last Updated: 3/15/2026#124 An Invitation
Last Updated: 3/15/2026#123 Still Life
Last Updated: 3/15/2026#122 The Wishing Well
Last Updated: 3/15/2026#121 Mercy Your Majesty
Last Updated: 3/15/2026#120 The Trembling
Last Updated: 3/15/2026#119 I Am Daphne
Last Updated: 3/15/2026#118 To the Keep
Last Updated: 3/15/2026#117 Gather
Last Updated: 3/15/2026
You Might Like 😍
Fated to the Enemy: The Alpha's Witch Bride
My touch tames his inner beast.
… Until I find another woman’s bite mark on his neck.
As a holy witch, I shouldn't be sneaking out for Zuri—a cursed shape-shifter from a rival clan.
But our forbidden heat is intoxicating.
When his monstrous Primal breaks free, slaughtering everything in its path, even his fiercest warriors cower.
I don't.
I walk straight to the blood-soaked beast, press my body against his, and tame him with a single, desperate embrace.
There’s just one problem: his clan betrothed him to a Shaman’s daughter.
I tell myself it's purely political. I tell myself his heart is mine.
Until tonight.
He sneaks into the woods for me. We share a deep, hungry kiss under the moonlight.
But as I pull back, my blood runs cold.
Right there, on the neck of the man I just risked my soul to save...
Is a fresh, undeniable bite mark.
The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife
The MC Hacker’s Stolen Princess
She did not come to find out her father had promised her to another man.
As the only daughter of Shane “Rook” Rourke, president of the Lost Coast Renegades MC, Taryn has always known club business comes first. But when Rook signs a treaty with the dangerous president of Iron Mesa, he crosses a line even she never imagined.
Safe passage through Arizona territory comes with a price.
Her.
Kellan Stroud is thirty, powerful, ruthless, and already waiting at Sturgis to meet the woman he expects to marry.
Taryn wants no part of him, no part of the agreement, and definitely no part of a future chosen for her by two men who think a signature is enough to decide where she belongs.
Then she meets Bobby Fuentes.
At twenty, Bobby is one of the youngest fully patched members of the Sons of Doom MC. He is quiet until he has something to say, dangerous when he needs to be, and smart enough to get into places no one else can. Hacking is what he does best.
Until Taryn gives him a new problem to solve.
One reckless connection at Sturgis becomes something neither of them can ignore, and when Bobby realizes exactly what Rook has promised away, walking away stops being an option.
But stealing another president’s future wife is not a misunderstanding.
It is an insult.
A betrayal.
And in the MC world, it can mean war.
Taryn refuses to be anyone’s property.
Bobby has never been good at following rules.
And Kellan Stroud does not forgive what he believes belongs to him.
The road out of Sturgis may cost them everything first.
The Spy Who Left
"I still can't believe she actually did it. Aria Hart, filing for divorce. Who saw that coming?"
"How long do we think it'll take before she comes crawling back?" Another voice joins the conversation.
"Three days," Victoria declares. "Five at most. She has no money, no skills, no family. Where's she going to go?"
When Aria Chen divorced billionaire Leon Hart, New York's elite sneered, betting she'd crawl back within days. She never did.
Three years later, the world is rocked when Dr. Aria Vale, CEO of a revolutionary cybersecurity empire, steps into the spotlight. The mysterious genius who built a billion-dollar company from nothing is none other than Leon's discarded wife, the woman everyone thought was just a pretty ornament.
Now, every powerful man wants the queen Leon threw away a renowned scientist seeking partnership, a financial titan proposing an empire, and an actor offering devotion. Each sees the brilliance Leon ignored.
Then Leon discovers the truth: Aria's sacrifices, her secret double life, and the daughter she's been raising without him. For the first time, the man who once took her for granted must fight for her love. But can he compete with men who valued her from the beginning?
A story of love, betrayal, and power where the king must kneel before the queen who never needed saving.
Ex-Wife, Current Wife
For three years, she lived in the shadow of a loveless marriage. She was the woman everyone loved to hate, the one who supposedly "stole" him from his first love. She endured his cold indifference, raised their son—who struggles with a speech impediment—in silence, and traded her own brilliant career for the thankless role of a trophy wife.
But when his long-lost love returns, she is unceremoniously pushed aside to make room for the "real" family.
Enough was enough.
After he publicly humiliates her and chooses the mistress’s daughter over his own son during a birthday party, something inside her finally snaps. She doesn't just want out of the marriage; she wants her life back. With a secret talent for design and a newfound resolve, she walks away from the gilded cage of his estate.
But as she rises from the ashes of her failed marriage to reclaim her status as a top-tier designer, he realizes the woman he treated as a disposable pawn was the only one who truly held his world together.
Now, the woman who once begged for his attention is no longer looking back. Will he be able to earn her forgiveness, or is he finally too late?
Everybody is Guilty Here
Middlesbrough's underworld is a dangerous game, and Matthew Smith finds himself right in the middle of it. A once-feared gang leader, he is now forced to be a pawn in a deadly cat-and-mouse game. Matthew's only shot at freedom is helping the police bring down Mr. K, the elusive mafia boss of the city. The only problem is that the detective he is forced to work with is the same man who arrested him years ago.
Masahiro Payne is everything Matthew hates: cold, calculating, and relentless. But their only hope for survival is by pretending to be a happy couple, blending in amidst dangerous crime, deceit, and power struggles. The closer they find themselves to taking down Mr. K's empire, the more they are attracted to one another, an affair too potent to turn from.
As their undercover mission spirals into a web of lies and hidden desires, they face a growing threat from all sides. But the greatest risk is the one they can't control-their own feelings. With every touch, every stolen kiss, the line between their fake relationship and real emotions blurs.
In a world of betrayal, trust is a luxury, and falling for each other may be the deadliest mistake of all. Can they survive the deadly mafia games or will their passion be their demise?
The Family Books 1-3 (A Mafia romance)
The saint to my sinner. with her innocent eyes and devilish curves.
A Madonna that was meant to be admired but never touched.
Until someone took that innocence from her.
She left.
The darkness in my heart was finally complete.
I avenged her, I killed for her, but she never came back.
Until I saw her again. An angel dancing around a pole for money.
She didn’t know I owned that club. She didn’t know I was watching.
This time I won’t let her escape.
I will make her back into the girl I knew.
Whether she likes it or not.
2/ Judge and Jury- I can’t stop watching her.
I’m not even sure I want to.
Taylor Lawson, blonde, beautiful, and totally oblivious to how much dangers she’s in.
She’s also the one juror in my upcoming murder trial that hasn’t been bought.
The one who can put me behind bars for a very long time.
I know I should execute her.
After all that’s what I do.
I am the Judge.
I eliminate threats to The Family.
And Taylor is a threat.
But I don’t want to kill her.
Possessing her, making her love me seems like a much better plan for this particular Juror.
3/ Rags and Ritches-
My Billionaire Husband's Secret
He was the CEO of the Blackwood Group — a man whose wealth and power eclipsed ninety-nine percent of the world.
He was gentle. Romantic. Attentive. I fell for him fast.
But a year into our marriage, I began to notice something — a pattern.
Lucas's sexual appetite was intense — he wanted me almost every night. Yet every single month, he arranged a solo trip to send me away. I told myself it was his way of spoiling me.
Then a message arrived from someone called Sweet An.
Do you really know your husband?
From that day on, my life filled with shadows.
I suspected my husband of having an affair.
When Lucas and I made love, something felt wrong — his body too large, too much, like something I couldn't explain.
I heard sounds during sex — animal sounds, like something feral had crawled into bed with us.
My best friend Mia said: "There are men sick enough to let dogs fuck their wives."
The family doctor, Daisy, told me: "You could never stay by Lucas's side forever. Your background doesn't make you worthy of being his wife. Do you understand?"
I went looking for whoever had been tearing my marriage apart. I fought to win my husband back.
But the deeper I searched, the larger the secret grew — something far darker hiding beneath this supposed betrayal.
Does Lucas truly love me?
And why, out of everyone in the world, did he choose to marry me?
Luna On The Run- I stole The Alpha's Sons
But Axton is more than just a rival, he's her fated mate. And he's been searching for her not for love, but for revenge and a chance to destroy her father's pack. The next morning, Elena rejects him, walking away before he can trap her in his ruthless schemes.
But Axton does not take rejection lightly, and his retaliation is brutal: a leaked video, a ruined reputation, and a family that turns their backs on her drive her to flee the city in disgrace.
But when Elena disappears, she takes something Alpha Axton never planned to lose - his sons. Now, he'll stop at nothing to get them back. He wants his heirs, he wants his mate, and Elena will learn that no one runs from the Alpha.
Moonfire: Betrayed By The Alpha
Alpha Caden Blackwell believed those words would break me. That after three years of marriage marked by silence, humiliation, and quiet rejection, I would fear a life without him.
I did once.
As the Luna of the Shadowcrest Pack, I gave everything to a man my wolf recognized as her mate, enduring whispers, cold stares, and a pack that never truly accepted me. I stayed because I believed love required endurance. Because I believed patience would one day be rewarded.
That belief shattered the night Caden welcomed his former lover back into our home, along with a child he claimed as his heir. It ended the moment his choices nearly cost me my life and the life of one of my unborn pups. Leaving was no longer a matter of pride. It was survival.
Caden does not know the woman who walked away. He still sees the Luna who waited, who forgave, who loved without limits. He does not see Nova Ashton, a woman capable of rebuilding her identity and claiming a future on her own terms.
I will never crawl back.
Letters to a Dark Prince
Thrown into Isteros Academy—a world of old money, blood money, and cruel social games—she's an outsider by birth and an afterthought by design. Her sister Solyn is the school's untouchable queen and Mara is her favorite target.
Everyone expects Atreus to treat his fiancée’s scholarship sister like everyone else does—as if she doesn’t matter.
Instead, his dorm room sits directly across from hers, close enough that she can see his light go out at night. Some nights, he climbs the old maintenance trellis just to check on her. He teaches her chess. He shows up exactly when something's gone wrong—and never once asks to be thanked for it.
"Don't fall in love with one piece," he warns her, over a board neither of them treats like a game anymore. "It punishes the person who only sees half of it."
Mara doesn't understand why the boy who's supposed to make her life harder keeps quietly making it easier—not until she realizes the anonymous stranger she's been writing to every week already has a name.
His.
He doesn't know he's writing to her, either.
By the time they find out, it's too late to stop what's already happening. Far too dangerous for anyone to find out.
In an empty studio, in the middle of a rainstorm, she asks him: 'Am I the kind of girl who kisses a boy engaged to my sister?'
He doesn't answer.
So she asks: 'What are we?’
He told her not to fall in love with one piece.
She fell anyway.
And he was never far behind.
Mission: Steal the Male Lead
But the more Morwenna changes the story, the stranger the world becomes. The heroine seems to know the future, unseen spectators begin commenting on her life, and the gods watching from above grow obsessed with the drama unfolding before them. Trapped in a story where fate has already decided the ending, Morwenna must choose whether to follow the script or rewrite it entirely. But if the world itself was never meant to belong to its characters, can she steal the male lead before fate steals her freedom first?
