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I drew back and looked at hiry denial The new ently, "No, I’m not" I would live and die beside this man But I would never leave hi in his dark face, rolled me beneath him and stretched his body over mine and unleashed a storhtning cracked as an end-of-days deluge broke loose over Dublin

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When I woke up, Barrons was gone I ahly exhausted hith I’d tried to exhaust hi out on the Chesterfield No surprise there

Last night had been incredible, worth the horrors I’d endured, to end up here, now, the way I was

I rolled over ontofor putting ht we’d defeated the corporeal Book, that there was a serious imbalance of power and personal fortitude between me and Barrons, and it had eaten atat the front door jarred , I pushed my hair out of my face--holy crap, it was nearly to my waist!--poked my head up and peered over the back of the sofa

I narrowed

Little fairies were stuck like colorful tree frogs to every rain-soaked inch of glass on the front of the bookstore

Peering in at me

I peered back

We did that for a fewbut I was pretty , What are these sparkly little spotted and striped things and why are they decorating my store? It was a type of Fae I’d never seen before; dihter Fae but less flashy, earthier

I finally pushed lass, tracing the shape of a small, delicate fean to chirp excitedly

Then they all started to chirp and clalass

Baffled, I ing in the air, plastered to whatever force field Barrons had erected around the store that kept Fae out with the exception of Cruce, when he was permitted All were slender, velvety-skinned, soreen with ray and white stripes and silvery hair There were sunny yellow ones with lemon curls, dark brown ones with short muddy shocks of hair, pale blue with cerulean manes, rose beauties with pale pink braids It was a veritable rainbow of fairies, with varying patterns and designs on their skin

I waved esture and they peeled away to permit my exit As I moved out into the alcove, thousands of fairies the size of an to drop from the sky in flashes of brilliant color I poked lanced into the street Fae were plastered to the sides of every building, falling away, landing in the puddle-dotted street where they instantly sank to their knees, bowed their heads and crossed their aresture of…