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Read all about it!
THE LORD MASTER WAS MURDERED!!!
Dude, like it was my 14th birthday or something already, stead of next week on the 20th, I got the ber-coolest present: Darroc, the fecker that brought the walls down between our worlds, is DEAD! These eyeballs saw it happen up close and personal last night! And get thisone o his own Hunters killed him! Took off his head!
Time to fight is NOW, while we got em on the run with nobody in charge! Jayne and his men got a method; join the madness at Dublin Castle!
Annie, I got the nest of Creepers in the back of your place last night.
Anonymous847, I cleared the warehouse, butdudeyou didnt need me. There was only two. Member, you can build your own Shade-Busters. I told you all about it coupla rags ago. If you need supplies, check out Dexs on Main. I tacked the recipe to the wall by the bar.
Keeping it short, got a lot of Fae ass to kick while Im still thirteen! Which aint much longer, only SIX more days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MEGA OUT!
PS: Happy Vday, which Im officially changing to Vlanes Day. Speaking ofanybody seen the prince recently? If so, gotta tell him the Megas looking for him. Got some stuff he needs to know about.
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Turn right, here, I said.
Barrons shot me a look that pretty much said, Fuck off and die.
I returned it. I left the stones at Darrocs penthouse.
He yanked the wheel of the Viper to the right so hard, I nearly ended up in his lap. I knew what a mistake that would be. Since our sexually charged incident back at the bookstore, he hadnt spoken a single word.
Id never seen him so angry. And Ive seen Barrons angry a lot.
When Id delivered my frosty coup de grce, he regarded me with such contempt that, if Id been a lesser woman, Id have withered up and died. Im not lesser. He deserved it.
Then hed stalked away from me and stood staring into the Silver for long moments. When hed finally turned back, he raked a glance from my tousled blond hair to my wedge flip-flops, then shot a look at the ceiling, telling me as clearly as if hed spoken aloud to go change into something a grown woman would wear, because we were leaving.
When Id come back down, he herded me into the garage without touching me. Id felt tension ebbing and flowing like a violent surf beneath his skin, the same way the colors had crashed ceaselessly beneath the skin of the Unseelie Princes.
Hed chosen the Viper from his collection and slid into the drivers seat. I knew hed done it to provoke me. To remind me that nothing was mine. Everything was his.
This is bullshit, and you know it, I snapped. I couldnt fight about what was really pissing me off, so Id work with the material athand. Mom and Dad are out, Im alive, and Darroc is dead. You never specified who had to do what or how it had to happen. You only demanded an end result. Your terms were met.
The Viper rumbled down the street, and I felt a flash of envy. I knew the thrill of the exhaust pipes heat in the drivers compartment, the sleek pleasure of the gear stick in my hand, the rush of massive muscle idling hungrily, waiting for my next command. I sighed and looked out the window, watching the darkness slide by.
I didnt have to give Barrons directions. He knew exactly where Id stayed two nights ago. He turned right, then left, twelve blocks to the east, and seven to the south.
The city was as silent as he was. Although I sensed a great number of Fae, they werent out in the streets. I wondered if they were having a Fae summit somewhere, planning their next moves. I wondered if the Unseelie nation had been unsettled by the loss of their liberator and leader and if they were meeting to choose a new one. I wondered who would step up to take over. One of the Unseelie Princes?
In a way, Darroc hadnt been a bad choice to have leading the Dark Court. Hed wanted our world intact, because hed wanted to rule it alongside the Fae realm. Hed liked his human pleasures and had intended to continue them. His years among us had increased his appetite for mortal women and mortal luxuries; ergo, hed have preserved them.
But there was no guarantee that whoever stepped up to the plate next would feel the same. In fact, there was little likelihood that the new Unseelie leader would feel anything even remotely human.
If one of the dark princes took oversay, Death or Pestilencetheyd have no long-term goals, no restraint. Theyd indulge until there was nothing left to devour. Wed actually been lucky to have an ex-Seelie leading the Unseelie. I knew what the princes were made of: emptiness darker and vaster than the night sky. Their appetites were boundless, insatiable.
Id seen what had happened in the street between the Seelie and Unseelie when theyd faced off. The ground had begun to split. If the two courts clashed on a grand scale, if they went at each other en masse, they would destroy our world.
While they could move on to a new planet, we couldnt.
The human race would die out.
Id thought I had no pressing obligations, no express deadlines. But I did. The longer the Book was loose and the Fae battled each other, the greater the danger of total human annihilation.
I wondered if Barrons realized any of this. I wondered if he even cared. Whatever he was could probably survive any fallout, nuclear or Fae. Would he simply hook up with the other immortals on our planet and move on with them? I needed to know where he stood. Weve got serious problems, Barrons.
THE LORD MASTER WAS MURDERED!!!
Dude, like it was my 14th birthday or something already, stead of next week on the 20th, I got the ber-coolest present: Darroc, the fecker that brought the walls down between our worlds, is DEAD! These eyeballs saw it happen up close and personal last night! And get thisone o his own Hunters killed him! Took off his head!
Time to fight is NOW, while we got em on the run with nobody in charge! Jayne and his men got a method; join the madness at Dublin Castle!
Annie, I got the nest of Creepers in the back of your place last night.
Anonymous847, I cleared the warehouse, butdudeyou didnt need me. There was only two. Member, you can build your own Shade-Busters. I told you all about it coupla rags ago. If you need supplies, check out Dexs on Main. I tacked the recipe to the wall by the bar.
Keeping it short, got a lot of Fae ass to kick while Im still thirteen! Which aint much longer, only SIX more days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MEGA OUT!
PS: Happy Vday, which Im officially changing to Vlanes Day. Speaking ofanybody seen the prince recently? If so, gotta tell him the Megas looking for him. Got some stuff he needs to know about.
17
Turn right, here, I said.
Barrons shot me a look that pretty much said, Fuck off and die.
I returned it. I left the stones at Darrocs penthouse.
He yanked the wheel of the Viper to the right so hard, I nearly ended up in his lap. I knew what a mistake that would be. Since our sexually charged incident back at the bookstore, he hadnt spoken a single word.
Id never seen him so angry. And Ive seen Barrons angry a lot.
When Id delivered my frosty coup de grce, he regarded me with such contempt that, if Id been a lesser woman, Id have withered up and died. Im not lesser. He deserved it.
Then hed stalked away from me and stood staring into the Silver for long moments. When hed finally turned back, he raked a glance from my tousled blond hair to my wedge flip-flops, then shot a look at the ceiling, telling me as clearly as if hed spoken aloud to go change into something a grown woman would wear, because we were leaving.
When Id come back down, he herded me into the garage without touching me. Id felt tension ebbing and flowing like a violent surf beneath his skin, the same way the colors had crashed ceaselessly beneath the skin of the Unseelie Princes.
Hed chosen the Viper from his collection and slid into the drivers seat. I knew hed done it to provoke me. To remind me that nothing was mine. Everything was his.
This is bullshit, and you know it, I snapped. I couldnt fight about what was really pissing me off, so Id work with the material athand. Mom and Dad are out, Im alive, and Darroc is dead. You never specified who had to do what or how it had to happen. You only demanded an end result. Your terms were met.
The Viper rumbled down the street, and I felt a flash of envy. I knew the thrill of the exhaust pipes heat in the drivers compartment, the sleek pleasure of the gear stick in my hand, the rush of massive muscle idling hungrily, waiting for my next command. I sighed and looked out the window, watching the darkness slide by.
I didnt have to give Barrons directions. He knew exactly where Id stayed two nights ago. He turned right, then left, twelve blocks to the east, and seven to the south.
The city was as silent as he was. Although I sensed a great number of Fae, they werent out in the streets. I wondered if they were having a Fae summit somewhere, planning their next moves. I wondered if the Unseelie nation had been unsettled by the loss of their liberator and leader and if they were meeting to choose a new one. I wondered who would step up to take over. One of the Unseelie Princes?
In a way, Darroc hadnt been a bad choice to have leading the Dark Court. Hed wanted our world intact, because hed wanted to rule it alongside the Fae realm. Hed liked his human pleasures and had intended to continue them. His years among us had increased his appetite for mortal women and mortal luxuries; ergo, hed have preserved them.
But there was no guarantee that whoever stepped up to the plate next would feel the same. In fact, there was little likelihood that the new Unseelie leader would feel anything even remotely human.
If one of the dark princes took oversay, Death or Pestilencetheyd have no long-term goals, no restraint. Theyd indulge until there was nothing left to devour. Wed actually been lucky to have an ex-Seelie leading the Unseelie. I knew what the princes were made of: emptiness darker and vaster than the night sky. Their appetites were boundless, insatiable.
Id seen what had happened in the street between the Seelie and Unseelie when theyd faced off. The ground had begun to split. If the two courts clashed on a grand scale, if they went at each other en masse, they would destroy our world.
While they could move on to a new planet, we couldnt.
The human race would die out.
Id thought I had no pressing obligations, no express deadlines. But I did. The longer the Book was loose and the Fae battled each other, the greater the danger of total human annihilation.
I wondered if Barrons realized any of this. I wondered if he even cared. Whatever he was could probably survive any fallout, nuclear or Fae. Would he simply hook up with the other immortals on our planet and move on with them? I needed to know where he stood. Weve got serious problems, Barrons.
