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October 19 - October 23, 2024
Reval had already separated himself from his fox child. Reval was going to kill him.
perhaps he might have spared himself, and his mother, and the Dark Corner,
He fell back, meeting the blackness once again.
Luc didn’t want to wake. He didn’t want to open his eyes, lest his last life be taken. But perhaps it was time.
Nine chances that ultimately were his ruin
if a fairy like him were capable of possessing one.
A male who was not, by any means, his father. Nor had he ever been a single day in his life.
The gold clasp meant to hold many lives, empty.
“What do you say, North Fairy?
should we take them all down so they don’t come back again?”
“Do you feel up to it?”
“No. I’m hot and I feel like eating ice cream. But we don’t always get ice cream when we want it, do we?”
“Let’s fight,”
“I didn’t know it would run out of faeborn fire!”
“Let’s not fight,” he said, changing his mind. “Let’s do the running away thing.”
hunt them down later or something,”
she fired it at anything Shadowy that moved.
Twenty humans in uniforms trailed in behind her. Their weapons were unusual and strangely accurate, bullets bending around corners and swerving in arcs.
There wasn’t a single tremor of fear in Lily Baker’s rhythms. She aimed. She fired. She destroyed.
Mor wants to know if you’re alive,”
the next part of my plan involves you.”
Luc’s grumbling went quiet. The fox’s glare drilled into the side of Dranian’s head. “Are you trying to therapist me?”
The message ended with a teensy-tiny yellow smiley face containing large, innocent eyes.
Luc blinked. Then he burst out laughing. “That fool who shot me through the heart? I’d rather die.”
