Once upon a time there were two people, and they were married to one another, and they had a little daughter. And all of them were terrible thieves. One day the thief family saw a golden mansion deep in an enchanted wood, and they decided to rob it.
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But the mansion was owned by a beautiful wise woman, and she caught them. They begged to be set free. The beautiful wise woman was going to punish them, but then she saw that they had a daughter with them, no older than a baby. She will be rich and well-taught, and want for nothing. I would give up a little justice to save this girl from the immoral lives her parents lead.
And the two of them lived happily ever after. Sleep tight. My love. I could not give you freedom, and so I made you shoes. Do you remember when we first met? I suppose you do not. I was ten. You were eight. It was your birthday. I know because you told me. Your father, the king, burst into the shop, and you followed behind, looking at everything with wide green eyes.
I am eight today. You were so delighted with the small gift that you held on to it tightly, even as you told me all about the other rich presents you had waiting at the castle.
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I loved you from that moment. I loved everything about you. I had never met anyone like you—you were so free, so unconcerned with the cares and worries that weighed down everyone else in my life. You cared about people, though.
You told me about your sisters—there were only four of you then, and the twins were babies yet, but you gave me their names and asked if I would make shoes for them and smiled broadly when I said that I most likely would. You asked me what was wrong with my leg, and when I told you that it had been broken many years ago and healed badly, you told me you were sorry, as if it were somehow your fault.
I was so young—I did not know how things worked then—and I thought that we would be married one day. I told my master so and he beat me for daydreaming above my station, but that did not matter. From "Questing for Princesses" by Amanda C. You have to take the risk if you want the reward. Totally worth it. He turned. Behind him was a ward of the chapel, little older than he, sweeping up rose petals and dove-feathers and confetti left over from the wedding. She nodded solemnly. Amanda C. She loves shows about Bigfoot. With their dark prose and evocative poetry these sisters have done the Brothers Grimm proud.
Let yourself be enchanted and enjoy. The only problem with that? She isn't human. Unlike most werewolves, she avoids as much contact with the supernatural world as possible, building a life for herself in the human world. Until one day her past catches up with her, and she is forced to immerse herself in the supernatural world. Offered protection from the local wolf pack, she is forced to accept it, but nothing in the supernatural world comes for free. Did you know ordinary people can be turned into demons?
Until it happened to me There are these four hot as hell guys There's only one word to describe the devil's kiss. There's only one word to describe a hunter who locks lips with the most revered, most feared, and most despicable demon to have ever existed. A hunter and the Devil. It's not just an unlikely pair. It's an impossible one. Add his two henchmen to the mix and there's only one word that spells.
I am Melody Black. Daughter of the New York Guild's leader. Daughter of the best hunter to have ever existed. But daddy dearest is about to lose his title. As the daughter of an Inari Fox, celestial messenger to the gods, I should have been reverent, wise, and collected like my father. As the daughter of a kitsune queen, I should have been poised and delicate, with just a hint of playfulness to pay homage to the fox spirit within, just like my mother.
Unfortunately, genetics can be unpredictable, and they ended up with a hot mess dipped in sarcasm, rolled in spunk, drizzled with sass, and sprinkled with pop-rocks. Then something strange happens. I get stuck in the middle of a bar fight, and instead of just punching the guy back, I blow a hole in the wall. I guess I do have powers. This shit is definitely not normal. And it seems the magical authorities agree. I can go to school, learn to control my magic.
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I'm not all that special, really. I'm sure there are a lot of girls with old gypsy blood who see the dead, have killer cults hunting their family, and turn into something that gets scary when they panic. I'm just an ordinary girl. I wish people would believe that. I've been labeled as one thing or another for most of my life: Death Girl. Crazy Gypsy Girl. Gothic Chick.
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It took my mother's death for me to finally start getting answers about what's really been going on. Unfortunately, most of the answers come from men Welcome to the Nightworld Academy, attended by vampires, shifters, and witches. A place filled with harmony and mutual respect between the supernatural races. I'm told my curse is a gift. A valuable one that could cost me my life I thought I had the academy figured out: the mean girl, the quirky friend, the nerd, the emo, and the jock.
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Much more. One of us will die, and I know who. I've dealt with my share of homelessness. I've endured being the bad gal in the room.
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But never did I expect to be forced to attend an academy full of power-hungry delinquents. I can handle whatever threats, traps, bullying, and schemes are thrown my way, because I'm not here to be a good student. I'm here to keep my secret safe from those who will do everything to see me perish. Game on.
New town, new school. Same story. I'm Laura, I've spent most of my life crisscrossing the county yielding to the whims of my transient mother. We've never stayed in one place long enough to call it home, and I don't have any hope of that changing. I follow the rules; no drawing attention to myself, no friends, and especially, no boys. One badass mercenary.
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Four sexy-as-sin rebels. Bound together by powerful magic and dangerous desire I get by just fine working as a bounty hunter Turns out, I do have magic. And it's so powerful, it's bonded four insanely gorgeous men to me. But if I agree to fight alongside them, I may be risking more than my life.
I could lose my heart too. Welcome to Cedar Falls Especially when someone is killing the local coven.