Oisin's POV
Yesterday I could barely breath but Fiona and I talked for hours. I told her the truth about Maggie, how I fell for her and thought she was my other half. Fiona knew the story for the most part: she knew that Maggie was beautiful, powerful, and cheated on me with Rian after I declined the title of King. He swears she was his soulmate and I swore she was mine.
Fiona has been by my side the entire time and not once asked for Liam since I described the pull the Maggie and how it differs to the pull to Evelyn. I know she is now doubting her mate and it's my fault, but Fiona deserves her true Leanan Sidhe*.
Rian's witch is an old crone. She might have some link to the druids but she's a traditionally trained witch. No psychic abilities, just a lot of herbs, spells, and sage.
The witch comes out of the bathroom, sage, eucalyptus, and dried flowers
Evelyn's POVI have no idea how long I've been here but the longer I stay trapped in this nightmare the weaker I feel.She is waiting for my will to fight to go; for my light of hope and life to dim. That's when she will take over my body. That's when I know that I will no longer be Evelyn, I'll be a host for Maggie."You are a child of the goddess Danu. Do you know what that means? You are part faerie. Your mother spoiled our great bloodline." I hear her laughing but all I see is darkness. "You can't fight forever half-breed."But that's where she's wrong. I've learned a lot while Maggie tortures me. Danu has made herself known to me. The moon goddess has shown me favor too. My maternal ancestors of druidesses have left me for dead. I assume they are on Maggie's side. I'm tainted. Not worthy of their power.
The bright full moon is high in the sky, almost as blinding as the sun to my sensitive eyes.I hear chanting and music playing.My body feels weak, tired, and very cold.Maggie.She must have won. The chill on my back is my sign that Danu, Selene, and I lost. Her frozen heart beat out my warm one."Come home fear shidhe, Hush my child, not a whisper pass your lips,Let your heart go dreaming of your lovers kiss.Deep in your heart the merriment grows,A sliver of silver now starts to show.Follow it to the river, see the stars above and the dew below.Bask in Selene's glow, your heart filled with wild joy,&n
Jacques is a genius. This gown is all about illusions. It gives an illusion of a neckline, golden detailed tattoos down the arm on such light fabric it's hard to see even when it's on me. The dress is detailed from head to toe with Swarovski crystal embellishments, especially on the bodice. They glitter like the rainbow whenever I move or the light hits me. The bodice is tight and the rest flows out. He used lilac purple and a rose gold to give it an umbrae effect. It's absolutely stunning.I love that he picked a shade of purple. I know it's a regal color and I look good in it. My fair skin makes the top of the dress and the sleeves look like I've been dressed in only golden shimmering embroidering pieces and crystals."Jacques, this is unbelievable. I can't thank you enough." Or praise him enough, which I can tell he very much likes even though he says to stop gushing over him."You
I stand behind a red heavy dropped silk curtain waiting to be announced. My parents just made their way out and from the noise level it sounds like everyone in Manhattan is here."Try to breathe miss." Violet fans me with a copy of the invitation. I'm sweating so much I might as well not have spent 6 hours getting my hair and make-up done."I can't do this Violet." My heart is pounding in my chest like a drum. I'm sure many supernatural beings already have located me before I've entered the ball."Miss? They called your name..." that's all I hear before Violet shoved me. So unlike her!A beautiful male faery escorts me out onto the platform where the makeshift thrones have been placed. They look identical to the ones in the throne room but this place is ma
Fiona's POVI refuse to leave while my brothers and my best friend are obviously in so much pain. The ball is gorgeous and my pull towards Liam is strong but I have to stay away.Maggie. What an old bitter crime?! She spells the room, our mate bonds, curses her own bloodline - who does that?!A self-centered psychopathic bitch.We've left the ball to head to our rooms but Oisin looks so devastated. I can't leave him alone right now."Liam, why don't you go ahead of us?" He had been a few steps behind us, keeping his distance since the day Oisin left him out of the conversation in his room. He grabs my waist and pulls me into him. His scent is as intoxicating as ever and his hands gripping onto me is strong; bringing back memories and a feeling of familiarity. "Liam, not now." He growls but let's go and nods.
Evelyn's POV"Wake up!!" I hear the tapping of a walking stick on the floor.I don't remember falling asleep."Who are you?" An elderly woman sits on my bed with an ethereal presence."Comfy. You summoned me. Why are you on the floor?" She looks a little like me if I were 100 years-old. "It's rude to stare you know. I might be old and dead but I can still see clearly." I get the feeling she doesn't mean just your normal vision.Summoned? My spell worked?! "I'm sorry. I did that spell days ago. Why now? How did it work? Holyfuckingshit it worked!" I stutter excitedly as I try to collect myself. I sit myself up against the door so no one will bother us. "Thank you for being here.""Didn't have much o
When we walk out onto the patio I see my father is discussing business with his right hand man, Nyx. He's a dark faery. I've only seen him from afar, but being this close to him I can feel his pull. He immediately notices us and tries to step away but my father offers him to stay and we are formally introduced."Nyx, this is my daughter, the Princess Evelyn.""It's a pleasure to meet you." He bows. His eyes are vivid green that grow dark as he looks me up and down. His long tangled raven black hair doesn't move when he lifts his head. I want to rustle it up. His eyebrow one quirks up like he knows what I'm thinking. His tight black outfit has a lot of unnecessary zippers I want to play with, I can tell my eyes have roamed a little too much when my father clears his throat.How can he give off such a bad-boy vibe and be so beautiful?He starts to laugh. "What's so funn
We played tag in the gardens under the warm sun; it felt so freeing to play like a child. I couldn't help but feel happy around Nyx. Which made me feel guilty because I knew of 3 of men I was stringing along.He crashed into me while I was deep in thought. "Why so sad Princess? Do you need someone to cheer you up?" The grassy knoll was soft and although Nyx laid on top of me I felt like he wasn't forcing himself upon me. "Princess, you know you can tell me anything, right? I work for the royal court, my loyalty will always be to you and your family." His finger tips traced the outline of my lips. Lust was clouding my judgement and I couldn't have that. Not right now."Nyx, this has been fun. And I haven't laughed like that in years. I nearly wet myself!" I giggled and his eyes lit up. "But you know I have other suitors and 1 of them is way out in front. I don't want to lead you on, or anyone else for