Fairy Fables

One morning, when the ache in her heart became too great to ignore, she followed that inner pull — through forest and sunlight — to where a white horse waited at the edge of the trees.

One day, as she was working in the garden while her mother rested from a headache, she wandered into the rose patch—a special section filled with different varieties of roses: pinks and reds, whites, and even one that looked purple. She and her mother could never quite figure out how one particular rose bush looked so violet in the sunlight.

“You are a listener too, child. The tree chose you for that.” Elspeth blinked. “Chose me?” “You hear what others forget. You believe in what breathes beneath the bark and behind the veil.”

"Foxes don't talk," she said automatically,...The fox's whiskers twitched in what might have been amusement. "And humans don't lose their shadows—unless the fair folk steal them."

But Eilis saw the flash of fear in her mother’s eyes when the baby turned its golden gaze toward her. That evening, when this unusual creature refused to nurse and remained silent even as her mother sobbed over it, Eilis watched her father place protective herbs above the doorframes.

Still, the drought was testing even Amaryllis’s enduring confidence. She fluttered from bed to bed, watering with dewdrops gathered in acorn caps, whispering to the dry soil, encouraging earthworms to dig and aerate.

Nettie meets a young man caught by the fey. Will she set him free so they can be together?

Mary and Cindy Lou meet two fairies, much to their delight.

Declan Turner's nightly walk to check his sheep turns into something sinister when he meets a supernatural entity on the path.

"Sally," May scolded, landing lightly on the branch the squirrel stood on, its texture gnarled under her tiny feet...