Michelle John, Author

Nighttime and rainfall went together in Faerie, insofar as Eagle could tell. He stood near the flooding windows and stared down the mountain at the city lights glittering like fairies. Pixies, he reminded himself for the thousandth time. There were no pixies around him. They still wouldn’t interrupt Beri’s work. Eagle couldn’t remember how many times he’d wished they’d go away, but now he found…

The next time Katie saw Silas, he had rediscovered how to walk. When he wasn’t leaning on a wall or her shoulders, he was so tall she had  to crane her head backward to look at him. He was still gorgeous, if somewhat harder to see at this distance.  She was pissed at him, but he was nice to look at.  Someone had dressed him in a pair of white jeans and a chambray shirt that should have been…

“What are you?” Eagle should’ve expected the question. He stared at his glass of the purple Pixy-Cola Beri loved. It was half empty, or half full, or both at the same time, and a few cubes of ice remained in the sweating glass. Water dribbled down the side into a tiny pool on the polished white stone coaster. “I don’t know.” “I see,” Ushi said. “Then it’s likely you don’t know how you’re…

Cnut was just like Garth’s father. Garth’s father hated to be defied, too. When it happened, he would pace and mutter and plot, just like Cnut was currently pacing, muttering and plotting. Tandred the Dark had no beard to run his hand over, and no braids to pull against while he thought. He usually had beard stubble and his calloused palm would rasp over it while he schemed against his enemies.…

13: Reckless Fox chose a hardboiled egg and a spoonful of cherries from the breakfast buffet table without much thought for Evit Jatus. He had spent the night in his room alone, considering the fate of handsome King Silas, who had been only a prince when Fox knew him last. His parents must have died, along with his brother and sister. Fox had been a child when they (Cynder and Cirian?) had been…

12: Prying Open My Third Eye Evit Jatus stood in front of her office door with a paper cup of kava in one hand and her face in the other. There was an untidy, slipping mass of files, plus her tablet, under the kava arm. She’d slept like a compacted cube of kitchen garbage, all the peelings and tails and rotten food scrunched into a singularity. Poor Miflis had certainly tried, but no matter how…

11: We Three Eagle sauntered out of the jail cell with his hands in his pockets, speckled with someone else’s blood. He didn’t seem concerned. From the way he moved, he’d taken ownership of the room and everyone in it.  Behind him lounged one Ushi Yamoto, Beri’s former roommate from the Caliburn Academy, as gorgeous and unconcerned as ever. They’d been young teachers together, back before the…

10: You Give Love a Bad Name The water that sluiced off Katie’s body ran around the drain in dramatic pink spirals, but she kept scrubbing. She scratched at her nailbeds, her face, her elbows, then at her scalp until it abraded and stung. How had she gotten blood in her hair? She didn’t remember doing anything to get blood in her hair. She’d just used her feet to break Cnut’s ribs, right? She…

9: The Joker and the Thief Eagle sat in an Avalon jail cell with at least one potential cannibal. The cops had taken all his knives–all the knives he had left, not that he had many after the circus full of bad guys–and left Ushi and him in a room with a scuffed plastic wall instead of bars. Bars, he supposed, would be inhumane. The fey were not joking around about the iron allergy. A guy with…

8: He Talks to Angels Fox’s mind ate itself as he walked speedily down the hall, trying not to look like he was rushing. He probably failed. Katie didn’t want him to touch her the way he’d thought. What was she thinking, then? What was she thinking of him? Why did she press herself to him the way she had, and did more often than he was strictly comfortable with? Her words echoed in his mind:…

7: Two Gunfighters Ushi followed Eagle out of the house and back down the flower-lined path. Now that he had a minute to look at it, the garden was as fine as any on the grounds of the palace at Shirith. Leafy plants he didn’t know lined the walk, and bright, colorful roses hosted droning bees. When Ushi touched him, he sensed something dark, something with deep, hungering roots, but the man…

6: Coming in the Air Tonight The man was interesting, to say the least.  Ushi left him alone in the parlor while he made the tea. Helios had ‘vouched for him,’ after all; presumably he wasn’t some sort of villain, but who could be certain based on Helios Hyacinth’s word? Flower Fey were known neither for their faithfulness nor their honesty, and Helios was no different. This is what comes of…

5: The Sound of Silence Silas hauled himself up from the deep fog of unconsciousness, fighting against sleep with both determined fists. He rubbed broadly at his bearded face, but it was still a long while before he could open his eyes. His muscles felt half-dreamed, heavy and disconnected. He flexed his fingers to test the reach of his own skin. Something was wrong in his bones. Something was…

4: Somebody’s Watching Me The moth-marked fairy was still standing atop the woodpile Eagle had stowed his pack behind, shedding a faint green glow that made the shadows around him shift and dance as he moved. He must have imagined the fairy’s small shoulders dipping with relief as it spotted him. The fairy fluttered into the air before landing back on Eagle’s shoulder. It stroked the side of his…

3: Ave Pialondre Gavriel wept openly as Silas allowed the black-clad Matil soldiers to clap him in irons, but the Eyrie’s defeated king kept his chin up and his eyes dry. He was not frightened until they fitted his wrist with a bracelet made of holy silver and enchanted obsidian. The effect was nearly instant: the brightness he was accustomed to feeling in his soul, the shine that reminded him…

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