happening.” “Fine. I will tell Dira Montrose. Satisfied?” Misty yawned. “I suppose so. Night, Randal.” “Work on your phone etiquette.” She smiled and hung up. Creeping back into Samuel’s embrace, she relaxed for the first time in weeks. “Feel better?” He mumbled it against her shoulder. “Much.” “Good. Get some sleep.” He kissed her skin and they drifted off. Tomorrow, she would have to deal with the elf warding their house against intruders. It was annoying and the magic felt weird.
Author’s Note
Things are getting weird at the Crossroads. The fey are coming; the fey are coming! Look for them in 2015. There wasn’t enough sugar glider in this instalment; they are so darn cute, I wish I could have written some sugar glider adventures. Ah well. There is always another book.
Zenina Masters
About the Author
Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing. An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the cheap laugh. Listening to readers has gotten her this far, and with her 300th short story looming before the end of 2014, she will continue to listen in the future.