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Book Series: Bookclub

The Bookclub

Title: The Bookclub
Series: Bookclub #1
Pages: 340

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I looked down. Red, white, and yellow sparks danced along my hair, my skin, and my hands. “I don’t know how.”
“Thought your magic didn’t work without Ryan?”
“I think I stole it?” I turned to look at the piles on the floor.
He nodded. “Probably why they combusted.”
I looked back up at Hunter. His shoulder was bleeding through his jacket. “It can’t be good.”
“Good enough for me.”
I huffed out a laugh before stepping closer. “I can’t reach your shoulder; you’ll have to sit down.”
He smirked. “Next time I’ll be sure to get bit on the leg so you can see.”
“Shut up and sit.”
Hunter unzipped his jacket and slid it off his shoulder, wincing. The long-sleeved shirt he wore underneath was already soaked with blood and sticking to the wound.
I couldn’t stop the gasp at the sight and looked up to see that he’d gone pale. “Look away,” I said.
He took a deep breath and turned his head. “Damn, that hurts like a mother.”
Gently, I tugged at the shirt, trying to pry it free.
He flinched.
“Sorry.” I leaned closer to inspect the punctures. “It looks like that thing had barbed teeth.” I sniffed. “It smells like anti-freeze.”
“It’s poison.” Sweat was running down the side of Hunter’s face.
“You’re going to have to put up with the sparks then,” I said and ripped at his shirt.
He cried out but bit down on his lip when I grabbed his shoulder with both hands and closed my eyes. Reaching for the place beside my heart where Ryan’s heartbeat waited for me, I grabbed it and begged the magic to push out the poison, to clean up the wounds, mend the muscles, mend the skin, anything. I concentrated on the poison, on trying to pull it out.
Not knowing how my magic worked, I didn’t know where to start, how to direct it, but I felt the electrical energy moving along my chest into my arms, and through my hands. As much as I didn’t want to stay with Peter in the fairie world, I should have tried to bargain for the training he offered.
“So, how about those Red Sox?” Hunter said through gritted teeth.
All I could see when I opened my eyes were glittering dots of reds, oranges, and yellows. “I don’t…” I blinked, trying to clear my vision and was able to see the shallow breaths he was taking, dripping sweat, and the strained smile he was trying to hold in place. “…sports,” I finished.

The Bookclub Christmas Novella

Title: The Bookclub: Christmas Novella
Series: Bookclub #1.5
Pages: 48

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“We have jobs, why would we want one from you?”
Vesta took a deep breath and let it out slowly before responding. “There are more of my people who want to move between worlds, now that they won’t be punished for it. They see that you’re accepted in some areas, that more people know about magic and you aren’t being burned at the stake.”
“To be fair, that was mostly the next state over. Not much stake burning happened around here.”
Vesta waved me off. “My point is that my fae want to be here, as themselves. They don’t want to hide as humans like they have for millennia. They want to live here, or to live here even just part time.”
“It’s new, it’s different. Believe it or not, some of us actually do enjoy being around humans. You don’t live as long as we do, so it’s hard to explain, but humans have a different perspective on life. You’re more passionate, you love fiercely in a way many fae don’t.” She motioned around us at the melted snow. “No fae would do this.”
“And that’s your argument for us helping more of them to come here?” Ryan sounded doubtful.
“They want to learn,” she said.
“What’s in it for us?” I asked, leaning into Ryan’s side. He was a furnace and now that the fire was gone, it was cold outside.
Something like pain flashed across Vesta’s face before she blinked and the mask smoothed over her expression again. “I’ve offered you a place in my court before, and maybe that doesn’t mean anything to you, but it does come with certain benefits.” She lifted her arms to show her dress. “A salary that can afford the finer things, a room in my estate, rank in my court.”
“Why us?”
Vesta didn’t respond right away but lowered her arms. She lifted her chin slightly before nodding. “I haven’t forgotten how I became Queen, and I refuse to become like my sister.”