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Ten Things to do in Thairy
When
You're a Half-Sidhe Knight
10.
Race with the Hounds of Herne – If
you're fleet of foot, you can take your chances trying to run with the goblin
hounds. The High King of Autumn sends these puppies after those who most annoy
him... because he likes watching the dogs run their prey to ground.
9. Go for
a Ride with the Puca – This shapeshifter has been known to travel the roads
as a dark black horse in the middle of the night. Climb on his back, and he'll
run wild across the countryside until he bucks you into a ditch at dawn. Some
of the Unseelie faeries like to keep a betting pool to see if any Knight has
what it takes to keep from being thrown. So far, none has.
8.
Visit the Hookah Dens of the Drow – Share
a traditional pipe with these Winter fae. Rather than tobacco, they enjoy a
unique delicacy from the lands of Oberon with a crisp, sweet flavor, a rare
bloom they call "snowdrop".
7.
Take a Walk Through the Hanging Gardens
of Tír na nÓg – In the land of the Springtime Elves, you'll find the
breathtaking gardens of the Faerie Queene, Glorianna. She keeps scores of beautiful flora from all
over the mortal world, and the unknown reaches of Thairy. As an added bonus,
you could run into Ladies Nineva and Nerissa... the stunning princesses of the
Court of Elves.
6.
Listen to the Mermaids Sing – Titania's
famous mermaid choirs are great, as long as you can keep from throwing yourself
into the deep to swim into their arms.
They'd be more than happy to welcome you, of course...but they're not
keen on letting go.
5.
Celebrate May Day with the Shining
Throng – Summer fae love holidays and parties. May Day is quite a favorite! And if you're
the frisky type, you'll find no shortage of like-minded playmates to share the
festivities.
4.
Arm Wrestle with a Buggane – These massive, black-haired ogres used
to terrorize humans on the Isle of Man, but they never venture outside the
realms of Thairy anymore. The Knights are among the only fae with the strength to pose a challenge to
them when it comes to arm-wrestling, and the bugganes actually like a bit of friendly
competition!
3.
Scale the Glaciers of Oberon's Realms –
The cliffs of ice in The Winter
King's backyard rival any of the great peaks in the mortal world. Only the most physically primed dare to attempt
then—and even the Knights have to be at the top of their game.
2.
Win a Dance with an Enchanted
Moura – These ghostly fae ladies frequent monoliths and dolmens throughout
Thairy and the mortal world. They're usually looking for mortal men to set them free from their
enchantments, but they’ve been known to come up from their thrones to favor a
Knight with a dance... if he's charming enough.
1.
Join the Neverending Bacchanal – If
you can find the wild ring of Unbridled faeries in service to Sovereign Medb,
they are rumored to hold an everlasting celebration of wine and fruits of the
earth. Rebellious fae from all Four Courts are said to have been taken by the
Bacchanal, and now eternally celebrate in a timeless party. If any Knight has located the Bacchanal
before, they haven't let the secret slip; others warn that those who enter into the ring of Medb's
faeries may not find the will to leave it for centuries, if ever.
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Excerpt:I surprised her when I showed up without warning at her door; I hadn't called ahead. I'd barely recognized I meant to go there myself. When Talaith appeared in the doorway, though, one eyebrow cocked, I didn't offer any kind of explanation. I threw myself at her.
I kissed her, hard and desperate, wrapping my arms around her luscious frame. I pushed her backward into the entryway of her apartment and kicked the door shut behind me. She squeaked. She actually squeaked.
"My Lady Knight!" she huffed when I let her up for air. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"
"This?" I teased, and kissed her again. "This isn't pleasure, Majesty. What I'm about to do to you, that will be a pleasure."
"Mm," she chuckled, and then she returned the embrace, twining slender arms around me and sliding fingers into my tawny hair.
Though the sun had set less than an hour ago, it appeared as though Tala had already been settling in for the night. She wore an oversized blue nightshirt hanging carelessly off one shoulder, a pair of slim and shimmery satin boy shorts, and dark fleece socks. She held a mug of cocoa in one hand, holding it expertly away from the violent crush of my body against hers to keep from spilling it. I reached out and stole it from her, taking a long drink.
"Reagan!" she exclaimed. "You don't drink hot cocoa!"
"Tonight I do," I countered, and pressed her into another kiss, the sweet taste of creamy chocolate mingling on our lips. Tala of course had loaded her cocoa with the decadences of whipped cream and sprinkled chocolate shavings; the saccharine overdose made me wince. It hit me like a slug of strong alcohol, going down about as smooth. A quick, sleek burn kindled up through my limbs, bubbling all the way up to my head, and I slid both hands underneath her nightshirt to strip it up and off of her. The lace-and-satin bra underneath matched her panties. I nuzzled my face between her breasts and uttered an appreciative little sound of delight.
"Ridiculous creature!" she laughed, but arched against me all the same.
I came up to take the hot chocolate again, this time tipping it to her lips. She happily took a drink, and when I brought the mug away, a white trail of whipped cream marked her upper lip. I ducked in for another kiss and slowly licked it away—even the small bit of sweetness made me shiver. Her tongue met mine and we kissed over and over, tasting, sucking, and trading soft murmurs of pleasure. Each new kiss sent a pulsing, dizzy little thrill through me, and then the chocolate really started to kick in.
This is why I don't take sugar in my tea. All it takes is the littlest taste...
...and I'm smashed.
Vicious arousal caught fire in me. I tangled one hand in the pretty red hair at the base of Tala's skull, gripping tightly, while the other slipped down, under the cup of her bra, greedily caressing the warm, soft shape of her breast. I touched the tiny stiff peak of her nipple and squeezed it, teasing. Tala rewarded me with a quick, gasping giggle. I practically tore the nightshirt over her head and then the sheer designer bra as I fell upon her breasts with relish.
"The couch—"she managed, and she grabbed me by the shoulders to drag me to it. The room was dim, lit by the glow of the fire in her hearth. She tumbled backward onto the plush black
leather
and I followed, landing on top of her.
Author
Bio:
They say you should never meet your
heroes, but Brantwijn Serrah says otherwise. At a Los Angeles book signing in 2012, Brantwijn met one of her all-time favorite authors
of urban fantasy, Jim Butcher, who couldn't have been kinder or more
encouraging to her as an aspiring novelist herself. As it turned out, the book
he signed for her that
night gave her the first spark of inspiration for Goblin Fires, the story of a goblin Knight hopelessly in love with
her princess.
When she isn't visiting the worlds of
immortals, demons, dragons and goblins, Brantwijn fills her time with artistic
endeavors: sketching, painting, customizing My Little Ponies and sewing
plushies for friends. She can't handle coffee unless there's enough cream and
sugar to make it a milkshake, but try and sweeten her tea and she will never
forgive you. She moonlights as a futon for four lazy cats, loves tabletop
role-play games, and can spend hours watching Futurama, Claymore or Buffy the Vampire Slayer while she
writes or draws.
In addition to her novels, Brantwijn has had several stories
published in anthologies by Breathless Press, including the 2013 Crimson
Anthology and 2014 Ravaged Anthology.
She's also had a short story published in the Cleiss Press Big Book of Orgasm and the anthology Coming Together Through The Storm. She
hopes to have several more tales to tell as time goes on. She has author pages on GoodReads and Amazon,
and loves to see reader comments on
her work. Her short stories occasionally pop up at Foreplay and Fangs, her blog.
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