The Fae Queen's Captive (Peculiar Tastes, #6)

by Sierra Simone

It looked abandoned and very murdery, one of the students said when they got back. And then they’d promptly enlisted as many of us as they could to return tonight.

Yeah, thats about right

I’m practically a fairy pomologist. Or at least I should be, after all the fan fiction I read as a teenager.

my undergraduate thesis was centered on the archaeological remnants of ritual and superstition in medieval Scotland…and medieval written references to fairies were often rendered in Gaelic—when

And above all else, we have to leave Historic Environment Scotland a pristine, well-conserved site, without even a rogue stake or Maltesers wrapper, so they won’t revoke our permission to dig next year.

I’ve learned the hard way that insatiable girls don’t get happily ever afters. They eat their way through lovers and friends too heartily—and that they also want to be eaten alive, their blood drunk and their bones cracked open, is irrelevant. Insatiable girls stay alone. Insatiable girls settle for living by proxy, for craving and wanting and shoving those wants down where they won’t scare anyone away.

Squaring my shoulders and practicing my best teaching assistant voice in my head,