Recent content by Amaryllis

Her slumber fell short and her eyelids fluttered open to the sound of her name being called, soft but urgently. Amaryllis. A nudge to her shoulder along with his voice breaking the silence were enough to stir her from sleep. A moment passed, and Amaryllis could now clearly feel the weight of...

The scent of ripe fruit and pinewood filled the air, and Amaryllis took a moment to marvel at the sky above. Fluffy clouds were tinged with hues of violet and gold, while small specks of white in the firmament suggested that twilight had fallen. Just then Amaryllis realised how long it’d been...

"Don’t apologize," she said, her attention momentarily caught by the icy chill that radiated from his skin and seeped through to the palm of her hand. For a fleeting moment, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, and Amaryllis resisted the urge to pull away. For a daughter of the House...

What a precious child, thought Amaryllis. The summer princess adored children, and this one was especially endearing. When Jude’s small hands reached up to ruffle her fur, the bear let out a satisfied grunt, leaning into his touch. The two shared a wholesome moment, until a firm voice echoed...

Soft whispers wafted through open doors behind which lay the quiet of the balcony. The music tuned out the voices of the guests, eventually creating a more muted atmosphere. Here, the princess of the court drew in a slow, deliberate breath, letting the cold air fill her lungs. She leaned...

He heard her in silence and reserve—a constant in her everlasting chaos. In return, Amaryllis saw the weight Lorcán carried but rarely spoke of and the clarity that lay between them removed the need for masks and explanations, for they simply understood. Her gaze drifted from the autumn prince...

The smoky scents of musk and wood filled the air as Amaryllis took in Endora. Large trees with golden crowns stretched towards a twilight sky, branches swaying gently as if welcoming them in. Beneath her feet, autumn leaves crunched with every step she took and Amaryllis exhaled a deep...

“Ah,” the fae recoiled slightly, lifting the hand that had been touching Amos’ hair in an attempt to offer comfort. Although her answer to his question had been sufficient, he did not seem to like it at all. Why that is, Amaryllis didn’t know. To her knowledge the woodlands surrounding the...

I do, Amaryllis said matter-of-factly, but none of them are here right now. It’s true that the fae princess occasionally hung out with actual bears. She found them to be endearing and good company, much like the boy she was with right now. When the child mentioned his dad, the fae-bear wiggled...

The grand ballroom of the summer court was flooded by a thousand brilliant golden lights. Warm colours mingled with moonlight, casting a bright glow through the halls where the fae had gathered. Their esteemed guests, handpicked by royal advisors and perhaps the Queen herself, moved gracefully...

Urgency laced Lorcán’s words as he instructed two puca to assist in getting Faolan to Amaryllis’ chambers. The former Knight Captain had succumbed to exhaustion and collapsed into the steady hold of the autumn prince. Amaryllis simply stood by, silently watching as a small whirlwind of emotion...

“Thank you, Lorcán.” Their eyes met and a fond memory popped up in Amaryllis’ head: a young autumn prince, still shy and very uncertain of his place in this world, approaching her with never-ending questions about what lay beyond his court and the borders of their realm. She watched his heart...

The screams of the wounded were barely audible from where they stood; desperate cries were swallowed up by the blazing fires of her magic. Amaryllis had lived over a thousand years without killing a single creation of the goddess, and it was with weary eyes that she watched it all go up in...

Amaryllis gently cradled the human, pushing back a strand of black hair as she took in his appearance. A plain-looking young man, with dark eyes and sickly pale skin, who seemed oddly out of place, and frightened for no apparent reason. He couldn’t possibly think that Amaryllis meant harm, no? A...

“Lorcán, please.” Her tears had dried and a small smile tugged at her lips as his words sank in. “You mustn’t apologise to me. I received more love from you than most other people in my life, and there will never be anything to forgive between us.” And she meant it. Even if Amaryllis couldn’t...