The club was down a back alley and through an unmarked metal door. Unmarked to the casual observer that is. For all of us with clairvoyance, there was a large sign which read: Lights Out. I grinned at the obvious play on extinguishers and glanced at Abby, who fidgeted with excitement beside me like a puppy waiting at the door for his daily walk. We'd been to this club once before when we were both eighteen and had just given our vows to become Extinguishers. It had been a crazy, tequila-soaked night filled with debauchery, and I was both scared of and hoping for a repeat.Brendan rapped on the door sharply and it was only a few moments before it swung open to reveal a large Irish man in your basic bouncer attire; black muscle T and black jeans. He looked us up and down and then stepped aside. Abby grinned wider at me and took my hand as we went in. I glanced back at Brendan, but he seemed to have learned his lesson from his failure in the limo and had adjusted his behavior. He waved m
I wound through the throng; several members of which were staring aggressively at the fairy Count who was leaning so casually against their bar. As if he belonged. No, as if he owned the damn place. I felt my face settle into harsh lines as I stepped before him and crossed my arms."Explain your presence," I demanded."I was raised by courtiers." Tiernan shrugged. "I can't help having a dignified air. I apologize if I don't blend in better.""I mean explain your presence here," I snapped. "Why are you standing here, right now, in an Extinguisher bar?""I'm here for you," he said as his gaze wandered over my ensemble appreciatively. "Wasn't my staring obvious enough?""Well, yeah." I frowned; my arms slipping down in confusion. "But why? What do you want?""I have a theory I'd like to share with you, but I had reservations of revealing it to the others." Tiernan leaned forward so I could hear him above the music."Then why didn't you tell me when I was back at the council house?
"That man is not a good match for you," Tiernan said as he moved smoothly through the wicked web that was also known as the streets of San Francisco."We're not talking about Brendan," I said impatiently. "Or my job requirement of marrying another extinguisher.""It's a job requirement?" He looked at me aghast."Pretty much." I closed my eyes and rubbed at my forehead. "But, as I said, we're not discussing it.""Fine, we'll discuss how I'm going to be stuck to your side until we figure this whole thing out.""Excuse me?" I opened my eyes to stare at him in shock. "Who named you my guardian?""The High Council of Fairy," he proclaimed serenely."They did not." I smirked at him."Not in those exact words, no." He never lost his cool. "But they told me to discover the truth of these events, and I intend to do so.""And you think I'm going to somehow lead you to the truth?" I laughed."Yes, I do." Tiernan barely glanced to the left before he zipped into the other lane."You driv
An unnatural darkness descended around the car. I could hear the engine revving—a plaintive rumble—but we were no longer moving forward; we were moving upward. I pulled my little iron dagger from the sheath strapped to my thigh, and Tiernan automatically shifted away from it even as his attention settled on the impenetrable black outside our windows."Unseelie," I whispered as I stared out from my side."Yes," he agreed as light started to emanate from his palms. "But I am not.""Do you have a plan or should we just jump out and hope for the best?" I asked him with a jaunty smile."Are you enjoying this?" He asked with wide, horrified eyes."Maybe." I grinned. "It's been awhile since I've seen this much action.""If you had agreed to a different sort of action between us, we may not be in this situation right now." Tiernan narrowed his eyes at me."Are you seriously blaming me for this attack because I wouldn't have sex with you?" I laughed."Yes," he said simply. Then he rolle
The San Francisco Council House was in an uproar when our cab pulled up in front of it. First, Brendan had returned without me and then a huge magical discharge had been felt emanating from somewhere over San Francisco Bay. The Extinguishers and councilpersons alike were in a tizzy. Then I walked in holding the hand of a fairy and looking as if I'd been rolling around in a battlefield; frolicking with him in the blood and muck. I thought my father was going to burst a blood vessel."There he is!" Brendan pointed an imperious finger at Tiernan. "He must be the one responsible for that magic.""He's not," I growled, "and I'm fine, Brendan; thanks so much for asking. Don't worry, this blood isn't mine.""Extinguisher Seren." One of the councilwomen approached us. "Would you please tell us what happened tonight? It appears that you may have first-hand knowledge.""That I do." I grimaced and let go of Tiernan's hand reluctantly. Oh, that reluctance was not a good sign."Allow me." Tier
I cast a look around the crowded van; my gaze lingering on the two fairies amid the mass of extinguishers. We humans were wearing combat gear; kevlar body armor, thick boots, and helmets reinforced with iron to guard against fairy mind tricks. There were pockets in our pants which were filled with anti-fey charms such as four-leaf clovers and St. John's Wort even though all of us were gifted enough to see and battle the Fey all on our own. Charms added just a little bit of extra protection that sometimes made all the difference in a magic-based fight.I could tell that Tiernan and Aideen were feeling very uncomfortable around all those charms and iron weapons but the Council had done its best to make them as safe as possible, and they were both wearing full combat suits as well; without the charms or helmets. The suits would protect them against any accidental cuts from our iron weapons. Even a careless brush against one of our blades could burn them.I glanced into Tiernan's silver
The first step is the hardest. Yeah, you could say that. As soon as we crossed over into the Fairy Realm, I was saturated by a wave of magic so strong that the breath fled my body. Magic seemed to burst through all of my cells; permeating my very DNA. Like saltpeter set to flame, it sparked and popped beneath my skin; an explosion of pain. A scream clawed its way up my throat, and I convulsed in Tiernan's arms until he laid me down on a soft patch of grass. I heard the slam of a door and then Aideen's face was added to his above me."Seren?" Tiernan wrenched off my helmet and cast it aside so he could run a gentle hand over my face. "Why is she having this reaction?" His distraught gaze shot to Aideen who immediately looked away."I don't know." Aideen's eyes were fastened on a golden door to her left. "But we can't stay here. The Sluagh will be right behind us. I have a place where we can hide her.""Lead on." Tiernan picked me up, and I groaned, but the pain seemed to be over and
"I do not appreciate being manipulated," Tiernan's terse voice woke me.I felt strange; my skin vibrated with energy, my fingertips tingled, and my heart beat wildly. There was something in the air; a gentle swaying heat. A pulsing like laughter on my lips. I breathed it in and it rushed through me; seeming to light up all the dark places within. It was amazing; leaving me more refreshed than I'd ever felt. Power zipped through my veins as if it were alive, as if it knew where it needed to go. I felt alive; a feeling which had me wondering if I'd ever truly lived."You were not supposed to hunt me," I heard the end of Aideen's answer. "We believe that to be the work of King Uisdean, as was the Sluagh.""He wants her dead," Tiernan's grim reply came from somewhere above me."Yes, I'm afraid so," Aideen said. "Which is why we needed her to come home at last.""Well, it explains my strange attraction to her." Tiernan sighed, and I felt movement against my cheek. I was lying on his lap; my