Can a half-fairy and a were wolf find true love and save the world the same day?
Fairy Dust by Carol Shenold
Half fae/half
witch, Ande Ryan’s deepest desires are simple: a stress-free, fun evening with
a nice guy, to earn the respect of her peers in the Paranormal Investigation
Unit, and at long last, learn to use her Goddess given fae magic.
Instead, she fights
a demon, gets mugged by a pixie, meets her soul mate and oh yeah, has to try
and defeat a wizard with the help of a six-foot elf and a wolf—Cal Masterson.
Cal had no idea
that his first encounter with Ande Ryan would include a fight with a demon or
an intense attraction to the red-haired fairy who displays as much courage and
determination as any wolf in his pack. Will Cal overcome his need to protect
her as they both fight the odds and allow her fulfill her destiny?
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Excerpt
The thing coming at
me barreled out of the trees, leaping from shadow to shadow.
Its rotten-meat
smell drove me back. It didn’t hesitate before it threw itself at the circle shield.
Sparks flew off, crackling in the air and weakening the shield. It kept coming,
like the crazy it was, slamming itself into the arc, weakening it more and more
until one of the impacts threw me back, into my own energy and through
it.
Okay, out of
protection here. I threw myself over to land on my knees and came up in a
crouch.
The ghoul looked
around as if it couldn’t figure out where I went. When it saw me, it let out a
snarl and flew toward me. I sent a stream of earth fire at his sorry ass but
missed because I levitated at the precise moment I let the stream of fire
loose. Ahhhhh.
It always happens
at the wrong time. If I ever get control of the flying thing, it will be so
great.
Now the darkling
was truly confused, and I sent another tiny but forceful fire stream toward
him. This time I didn’t miss, and he burst into flame, at least his arm did.
He screamed with
frustration because he couldn’t see where I was, flailed around a bit, and ran
back into the trees.
“Damn it.” I needed
down before the hell dog came back so I could get rid of it.
What if some kid
came along. Not one child but several, in a group, with a leader came skipping
toward the bridge. Damn, I shouldn’t have had that thought out-loud.
“Go back,” I yelled
as loud as I could. “Hurry. Run.” The kids were chattering at the top of their
lungs. The leader tried to push them faster, wanting out of the park before the
sun set altogether I guessed. They didn’t hear a word I said.
Shadows crept
toward them, and one shadow moved away from the others. It was back and heading
straight toward the kids.
“Up here, idiot.
Leave the kids alone. I’m your prey. Come on, use that one cell you have for a
brain.”
“Oomph.” I dropped
like a dead fairy, directly in front of the thing. I was toast.
Thank you for hosting Carol's tour of Fairy Dust! :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks for hosting this leg of the blog tour. Love your site. If anyone has questions they can visit me a www.carolshenold.com or I can check back here once in a while.
ReplyDeleteI too hate to see pets or kids left in hot cars.
If you like thrillers, my bestie, animal behaviorist Amy Shojai, has a new book out, "Lost and Found" about a dog's relationship with an autistic child.