Nyree watched the Tommy Knockers literally come out of the woodwork. He couldn’t believe how many there were. Each grizzled face set with a determination gave Nyree the confidence boost it needed to believe this might work. Each carried a small hammer or pickaxe.
The mob moved down the tunnels toward their target. The Tommy Knockers were all too familiar with where this dark fae lived. Nyree found himself buffeted along with them, and he could hear their excited chatter. They made plans for what they’d do when the mines were once again in their control alone.
Nyree wondered what his friends back at the inn were doing? Did his little water nymph even notice his absence? Were the pixies in the back sitting room behaving themselves while he&rsqu
Billy puttered about the kitchens of the Blue Moon Inn working on getting the dishes out to fill the diner’s requests. His sister sat at a small table and chair that Eddie had found time to assemble just for her to eat or do crafts at while the days grew longer and the daycare was closed for the holidays. His grandmother was no longer an acceptable guardian or so the police suggested to him after he met with them. Billy knew now that the police were regularly visiting her to ask about the investigation and he couldn’t let his sister hear about the horrifying events. She was just too young. Gabby let him bring her to the inn and everyone there kept an eye out for her. When school started again, he’d have her registered and it would ease up the need for her care. As the night proceeded, Billy put his sister to bed in
The police let the ghost hunting team return to the Inn, and they continued the investigation. No one knew how many bodies were there or how long they’d been there? But one thing that was clear by the personal artifacts found in a pit-like shaft in the corner the bones would most likely come from various times dating back over a hundred years or more. Though some artifacts were only a few decades old. It was a mystery for them and as much a modern investigation as a historical one. They took copies of the list of disappearances from Greta, who’d done the legwork for them already. The few newer cold case files the police would dig up by themselves later. One thing became quite clear before they got back to the Inn. Berry would not be staying. This job not only got too cold for his liking but too real as well. He would not
Billy stood outside of his grandmother’s home. It boasted one less wing. Sadly, that wing is where he knew his grandmother slept. This fire raged for a long time before the firefighters got there. It was a miracle that the fire hadn’t engulfed the whole historic old home. Billy feared the worst. When he’d found out about the fire, he’d gone straight to Gabby and explained it to her. She’d granted him the time off he’d need to deal with this. The officials now feared his grandmother didn’t make it out of the fire, and fire investigators were on the way to do their job. Until they did their job, no one could enter the building other than the firefighters themselves. He’d tried for several hours now to get in contact with his father. Billy left a text message for his mother. Knowing she’d want to know only for some sick pleasure, she’
Nyree finally made his way back into the Blue Moon Inn. The sword strapped to his back and rumours flew faster than his feet. It seemed everyone greeted him in the hidden room in the attic. This tiny place that the humans forgot about long ago. Here is where he kept various things, like the sword hidden from thieves. They greeted him with honeyed wine and bread. They celebrated for many days and nights. Until one pixy interrupted the celebration with the information that restless spirits caused problems within the region. A group of Fae burnt down a house, and a human died within it. The humans still had not found the anchor stone. They hid the stone within a clock in the very house that burned for many days. Nyree took it upon himself to venture further
Billy roamed the now cold remains of his grandmother’s house. He wouldn’t call it a home because it wasn’t. It’d been a showpiece. Something she could use to flaunt her wealth over everyone else. The whole thing wasn’t gone. Just the wing where she’d been sleeping when she died. The fire investigator didn’t find the cause of the fire and it had forced him to leave it as a cold case. Now Billy spent his off days finding out what he could salvage from the wreck. Once the estate settled in the courts, he’d be the one to work on this house. His father found out that he no longer appeared in the will for several years now. He’d found out that his father’s lawyer flatly refused to waste his time arguing an appeal over this because his father abandoned his mother and their busines
Eric juggled several packages. The packages came in the mail or were dropped off randomly at the front desk. Several who were new to Evergreen Grove complained about an uptick in strange events. These gifts supposedly carried a curse. One, Eric believed, was an old harness part for a horse. Who would haunt that? He didn’t know. The letters with the objects explained why they’d abandoned them were colourful. They carried insight into these people. The items ranged from an old rubber ball to a butter turn. Several children’s toys, books, and a lamp. At Greta’s door, Eric knocked. Greta greeted him, while she let him in. “More? What happened to these items before we arrived? I thought many believed it was our fault for the uptick in supernatural incidents.”
Eddie woke up at Hailey’s every time she left the bed for any length of time. Something would happen to Eddie. This time there was a pool of water forming on the bedsheet. It wasn’t where it should be if someone accidentally peed the bed. No, this was up near the pillows and the first time it happened, he’d thought he was having a nosebleed or some such thing. He sat up and looked about. Sure enough, Hailey was nowhere around. The window was open when he knew it was closed when they’d gone to sleep. Hailey liked a warm room, so he knew she didn’t open it. Something was trying to get him to move out by making his life miserable. He was getting the full treatment. Sour milk, cold wet spots while he slept, his tools and supplies tampered with, and his favourite, his clothes thrown out the window onto the f
Nyree finally wandered from the attic hideaway to find the one fae in the world Nyree wanted to be with, Belline. Nyree needed to thank the little green goddess for Belline’s help in finding the monster at fault for hurting Nyree’s human family. It didn’t have anything to with the kiss Belline planted on Nyree from Belline’swatery pool. Or the time after that. Or what happened during that time either. Nyree just needed to see Belline’s beautiful, glowing face with the smile that just lit Nyree’s fire.There Belline was, reclining in the water feature in the sunroom. The green of Belline’s hair blending with the leaves of the water plants. Belline loved the fact that Belline no longer needed to hibernate during the cold months. Belline could lounge here in the cool water in a space made to feel like Belline’s home outside.