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Fay's Wish by Dee Carver 

Editor & Cover Artist: Cindy Wieczorek  

Shayla, Princess of the Fay, must begin the journey to discover her true power by leaving the island. If she's successful, she will become queen. Her plight won't be an easy one, for there are those who would use Shayla as a means to solidify their own position of power. 

Kyle, Shayla's guide in the human world, is destined to bring hope to the Fay even though his own future seems bleak. With Kyle by her side, miracles can happen, offering the promise of the return of the magic. 

Once that happens, nothing is impossible.  

TEASER 

As I entered the garden, the smell of succulent roses and jasmine infused me. I continued upon an emerald and ruby path, glinting like a wine-filled goblet. Gliding over pearls and bright quartz, I headed for the waterfalls, the soft lining of moss caressing my feet. 

My heart faltered. He was human. 

Excerpt 

As I entered the garden, the smell of succulent roses and flowed through my body, while the path itself was soothing with vibrant green and deep red stones. Gliding softly over the smooth stones, I headed for the waterfalls, sighing in pleasure as the soft moss lining it caressed and soothed my feet and heart. In all of Fay Island, this was my sanctuary. A place I could be myself, forget royal burdens and courtly duties. When I was younger I often found myself drawn here to search for my perfect mate.

In the center of the Garden, a mist was gathering against the steep rocks. Staring down I contemplated the brilliance flowing beneath the spray as it cast a shimmering silver hue in its depths. The sound of chimes filled the air as the falls began to play a sweet melody all of their own.

“They say when the water is such color, magic is trying to reach out to a Fay,” Aine said.

I turned and took in her beauty, as always she was hidden behind a garment of deep red, this time however the hood draping her face was pulled back. I was struck at the mane of red hair flowing around her body; it reminded me of silk caressing the radiant face now in full view.

As I contemplated Aine, I could not understand why she hid behind the red shroud. Her beauty was astounding. “If the water changed for one Fay, then who is it? You and I are the only ones here.”
“It is waiting to receive you. I have been here for some time, and the water did not change until you arrived.”

The look of poise on her face made me wonder if she might be right. I turned toward the water, sensing it call to me, beckoning me to step in.

I do not know whether it was Aine’s faith, or the water itself, but I waded in before I could stop to think. The water swirled around my body, stroking each curve with an intimate caress. I expected it to be cooler as I waded further in, but instead, it grew hot. Aine had been right. The water was responding to my touch, my intimate power. I was sure of it. Since my birth, there had not been a gift of magic such as this given. For whatever reason, I was to receive an old and precious gift.

“Do not be frightened, Princess, let the water carry you, comfort you, love you. Let it give you it’s offering in great joy. Know that, of the entire Fay, you are the one to receive a blessing from it.”
Aine’s words made sense. The water’s magic wanted to love me, caressing my body with its essence, giving me the bounty it was. It was now up to me to love it in return.

Taking her words and my thoughts to heart, I closed my eyes and opened my arms. The water pushed against my thighs, and I lifted my feet in response. Cradling me in lover’s arms, the water held my head above itself, before carrying me into its depth. Not once did I panic. I trusted the water as though it were my lover. The magic of the moment provided all I needed to survive. Opening my eyes, the water radiated silvery magic and faded to midnight blue, pulsating with resilient energy. Part of my mind screamed of the danger surrounding me, but my heart could only rejoice.

At that moment, I saw him. His eyes were the deepest blue I had ever seen, with silver flecks shooting out from the center of it, the same vividness as the water surrounding us. A ring of forest green surrounded the blue. The coal black hair made his creamy skin rich. Everything about him left no doubt to any of my senses. My whole body vibrated. From his chiseled features, to his broad shoulders, he was everything I had ever dared dream. He emanated male. I could only guess at his height, but he seemed taller than life to me.

My enchantment had caught me off guard. His height compared to a male Fay in his prime, and I wondered why I had never met him before. In reaction to my query, his surroundings changed from an island forest to a small town. The buildings were constructed of a wood I knew had not been made by Fay, but by man.

My heart faltered. He was human. Nothing was to come from these feelings building deep inside of me.

Fay have been forbidden to mate with humans, and the few half bloods left were either from before my Grandfather’s rule, or descendants of those who had ventured into the mortal’s world.

The water grew intense. Had I said or done something to upset the magic? The image of the man clarified again. He was in the very water with me. From within, I could not stop the heat from rising, as I watched our bodies begin to entwine with each other. Each kiss he placed upon my skin burst like sunlight through the mists.

My breasts lifted to his lips as the climax began to grow in my abdomen and move lower. My entire body became heavy with a need I had not felt before. With each powerful stroke inside me, my skin grew hotter. It echoed the inferno surrounding us. I had only heard of such impulsive things happening between the Gods and Goddesses. When our bodies peaked, his grip told me he felt each sensation I did.

I only hoped he thought he was dreaming, or I would begin to fear for his mind. According to tales from the Elders, humans no longer believed in Fairies, and only a few believed that magic existed at all. Most of those thought magic evil.

He reached out. Not toward my image, but to me, seeing through the mist as I had. The steel in his eyes concerned and frightened me… 

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Blurb 

Shayla, Princess of the Fay, must begin the journey to discover her true power by leaving the island. If she's successful, she will become queen. Her plight won't be an easy one, for there are those who would use Shayla as a means to solidify their own position of power.

Kyle, Shayla's guide in the human world, is destined to bring hope to the Fay even though his own future seems bleak. With Kyle by her side, miracles can happen, offering the promise of the return of the magic.

Once that happens, nothing is impossible.

Teaser 

As I entered the garden, the smell of succulent roses and jasmine infused me. I continued upon an emerald and ruby path, glinting like a wine-filled goblet. Gliding over pearls and bright quartz, I headed for the waterfalls, the soft lining of moss caressing my feet.

My heart faltered. He was human. 

Violet pleased? #MFRWhooks

For those of you who have read the previous excerpts with Violet included, you will understand that the fact Violet is possibly pleased is a a miracle in itself! Violet was a character I had not intended on but became a force to be reckoned with by both the characters and myself. 

The ears are wrong… #MFRWhooks

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Read how one Fay Princess and a Mortal Man will change the fate of all those around. 

  Shayla, Princess of the Fay, must begin the journey to discover her true power by leaving the island. If she's successful, she will become queen. Her plight won't be an easy one, for there are those who would use Shayla as a means to solidify their own position of power.

Kyle, Shayla's guide in the human world, is destined to bring hope to the Fay even though his own future seems bleak. With Kyle by her side, miracles can happen, offering the promise of the return of the magic.

Once that happens, nothing is impossible.

 

 

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Excerpt

“We are being led in a circle,” Jack complained.

“Grow up and shut up.” Aine responded.

Our current hotel was run by a friend of Kyle’s. I soon found out, this willowy stranger was his ex-fiancée, and her husband, his best friend.

Sophie defined gorgeous, with long lengths of red hair and the softest blue eyes I have ever seen. Comfortable and nonchalant, Kyle introduced us as archeologists searching for lost relics of the Gods. Later, in our rooms, I fumed.

“Why did you nearly tell her the whole truth?”

“Sophie knows the location of three statues. She will show you.”

“Yeah…right…”

Kyle’s laughter barked like a dog. “You’re jealous. I can’t believe it. She’s married, for crying out loud.”

“I am not jealous, and even if I were, what does it matter? So there really is nothing to be jealous about.” As I stomped to the lobby, I knew what a windstorm felt like. The beautiful rooms around me did not lighten my mood, even with their scattered paintings of our enchanted island and how man thought Fay looked.

The ears are wrong…

Home. It called me. Each moment harder than the last. Each minute pulling at me. Being with Kyle was magical and gratifying, our days spent looking for artifacts, and the nights, a sweet torment. We lived for the temptation of fulfilling our fantasies, but the pull of home never left me.

Lying in bed that evening, I wondered how Father fared.

Was he being forced to consummate his marriage, or did the Elders get what they wanted and now left him alone?

I awoke standing in the throne room, my Father in front of me weeping. An ethereal breeze lifted strands of my hair as I looked around the expansive room. No one else was there. Slipping silently to his side, I laid my hand on his quaking shoulder. “Father, why do you cry so?” 

La Roe's by Dee Owens

Excerpt Taken from Chapter 10

What I saw lying on the floor stopped me dead in my tracks; there in the middle of the room was my sweet Katie. She was just lying there in something red. I crawled over to her then and saw the horrible gash in her stomach. The red I had seen was her blood, her life pouring out of her. I cradled her head in my lap and I began rocking her back and forth.

“No, Katie, not you. No, oh why God, why her, why did it have to be her?” I screamed out loud.

Even through my pain, I could hear Max coming up the front steps. I didn’t even want him around. I felt my power flare up. It consumed me, and all around. The only thing I could think of was no. No one was hurting her again. The world began spinning then, and any control I had was gone. I saw Katie’s grave again only this time it was covered in her blood. I stared down at the ugly hole, where her stomach should have been. Trying to see her whole again, but my mind could not, would not, get passed the blood. It’s her blood. Someone did this to her. I swear with everything in me. I’ll kill whoever did this to her.

“Do you hear me, you are dead, and you just don’t know it yet. I am going to kill you. I don’t care now if I have to walk this world for an eternity. I will find you and kill you. Your life is forfeit, it belongs to me now, and I want you dead. Do you hear me? DEAD!” I screamed with deadly menace to the empty room and knew he had heard me. Knew I was coming for him, he also knew I would never stop until he was dead.

I barely heard the door crash in, one moment I was holding Katie and the next someone was trying to take her away from me. Without thinking, I pushed them away from us with only a thought. The room was growing brightly now, almost a forest green, the same brilliant color of my family’s crests. The light had grown so bright. It was hurting my eyes. I closed them to the growing pain.

I could feel my hair flaring out around as though it was a living fire. My last conscious thought was, “I was too late to save someone I cared about, again. Someone else was paying because of me.” I knew the darkness was swallowing me and I was grateful for it. Welcomed it. Knowing I wouldn’t feel the pain of her loss cutting my heart in two.

When I came to, I could feel someone sitting next to me. “Miss, can you hear me?” I heard a man asking me. Each time I tried to answer them, my throat felt as though there were a thousand of tiny pieces of glass slicing it. Placing my hands to my neck, I tried to explain what was wrong.

“Yes ma’am, I understand, your friend said you had been screaming for a while before you finally passed out. Can you remember what happened, anything at all?” He had sympathy in his voice and sounded as if he was trying to talk someone out of jumping.

I thought about it for a moment and then trying to answer him. I mouthed. “Katie’s dead.” Nothing came out though, all I could do was nod my head yes.

“It’s all right I do understand. Your friend Maxwell Howard told us most of what happened. I will just ask you some basic questions; you can nod your head yes or no. Do you think you could do that for me?”

When I nodded yes, he continued. “Mr. Howard said you two had been looking for your friend, a Katherine Park, is that correct?”

I nodded again.

“Mr. Howard also states you received a tip to come here, but don’t know who from.”

I started to nod my head yes again, but stopped to shake my head no. There was no way I was going to cover up for anybody, not if it meant finding Katie’s killer.

“Yes you had a tip?”

I nodded.

“No, you don’t know who it was from?”

I shook my head no.

“You do know who the tip came from?”

I nodded my head yes. I took my cell phone out of my jeans then, thanking whoever had put the IV in my left hand and not my right. I gave him the cell phone.

“Was it the last call?” He asked guessing.

I nodded yes even harder then. I could hear him pushing buttons on the phone. I couldn’t open my eyes to see him though. Someone had put bandages over my eyes.

“The last number on here is for a Mom and Pop’s store, is that it?” He no longer sounded as though I was a jumper but as if I had given him an early Christmas Present.

I nodded again, but the pain in my head was growing worse. What I was feeling must have shown on my face, for someone else spoke up then.

“That is enough Detective, I believe Ms. Jade has been through enough for one night.” It was a woman’s voice this time.

“Just one more question, do you know who did this?” The Detective asked.

 I thought about it for a moment, before shaking my head no. Even though I was almost positive it was MacNee, I had no proof he had done it. The Detective said he would be in touch, before placing a card in my hand.

I heard the woman then. “I am sorry sir, but we are getting ready to take her to the hospital.” I had wanted to protest, the last place I wanted, or needed to go was the hospital. They would run tests there and I didn’t want to try explaining, my age or whatever else the test might show.

“It’s all right the Lady is with me, and I have permission to take her home.” I heard Max reply then, I was so happy to hear his voice I began to cry. I started to try to get up on my own, but was held down. Damn I hated being weak!

“All right, but at least let me unhook you first.” The woman said and sounded as though she was scolding a child. I had figured out already, she was an EMT and waited for her to disconnect me.

Once I was free however, I began to reach out to Max. I felt his hands under my body, picking me up. Max had to promise to take me to the doctor, and have my throat checked out if it didn’t get better in a few days.

I heard someone new, then. “It would be a shame for her to lose her voice, you know with her not being able to see either.”

No, one must not have been able to see my face; because I knew the shock I had felt was surely showing now. What did they mean, not being able to see?

I felt Max sit me in my car, or at least I hoped it was mine. “I know the car is not the place for us to talk about what happened. But we will talk, and you are going to tell me everything. Especially about what happened back there in the cabin.” I didn’t know who he was madder at the guy who killed Katie or me.

We rode the rest of the way back in silence. I had reached out to the sound of his voice, trying to tell him I understood. When he had said nothing else about it, I just settled more into the seat. I knew though, when my voice came back, we would have our talk, and Max would want to know everything. Call me anything you want, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to leave anything out.

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