Faery Realms: Ten Magical Titles: Multi-Author Bundle of Novels & Novellas

by Rachel Morgan

  “Are you okay?” he asked, looking genuinely concerned.

  “No. I’m not. What do you want?”

  He studied me in silence for a long moment, and I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. Finally, he spoke. “Why don’t you and I go for a walk?”

  We walked to the castle gardens, where the sun was high and the staff was puttering around, hoses flowing water and clippers clipping hedges into geometric shapes. It was an idyllic scene, almost normal, like something found in the human world.

  “Now, tell me what’s bothering you,” Kallan said, his hands clasped behind his back as we strolled.

  I glanced over at him, and then back at the ground. “I miss my home, my family, my friends.”

  “Your boyfriend?” Kallan’s voice was neutral.

  “Yes, I miss Adam,” I snapped. “He’s the only person I’ve ever loved, and he’s also my best friend.” I met his eyes, daring him to say anything about Adam.

  Kallan raised his hands. “I didn’t mean to upset you more.”

  “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t take it out on you. I know this isn’t your fault. I just wish I could find a way out of here.” I paused and looked down at my hands, trying to figure out how to word it without insulting his realm. “I don’t belong here, Kallan. This is your world, not mine.”

  He walked forward, taking me around the castle to the back. He seemed sincere when he asked, “Tell me about your world, Oleander.”

  “Wh-what do you want to know?” I was taken aback by his question.

  “Anything,” he stated simply.

  I twisted a strand of my hair around my finger. “Well, I live in northern Virginia. It’s quite beautiful. Not as bright and colorful as it is here, but it’s still gorgeous. It’s not the location I miss. It’s my family and friends. My mom’s a schoolteacher, and a horrible cook—although she tries. I’m sure she’s worried sick. She just found out I wasn’t her biological child, and then I disappeared. I can’t begin to imagine what she’s going through.”

  “You met your birth mother. What did you think of her?”

  I thought about Azura, and shrugged. “Only briefly. I don’t really know anything about her. As far as I’m concerned, she’s a just a stranger. I’ll never think of her as my mom.”

  “You should give her a chance.”

  I laughed bitterly. “I don’t think I’ll have that option if your father has his way.”

  “Not necessarily. If you agreed with my father’s wishes, you would be free to come and go as you please.”

  I mulled that over in my mind. I hadn’t really thought about what would happen if I agreed to marry Kallan. The idea was just so absurd. I was sixteen, for crying out loud. People didn’t get married at sixteen. Not people, but faeries did, and I was a faery. “What would it be like if we got married?” I looked away, aware of his intense gaze.

  “Well, my responsibilities would increase, as would yours. My father is equivalent to the king here, which makes me second in command. Thankfully, because we age slower, it will be a long time before I have to worry about becoming a leader. However, there is still a lot to attend to. As my mate, you would be required to accompany me to functions, and even sit in on council meetings.” He paused as if gathering his thoughts. “I suppose we would move into our own home, and you would have to run that.”

  “Oh my God, we’re just kids. We can’t be expected to act like adults.”

  “It’s different here, Oleander. If you had been raised in the faery world, you would be making plans with your mate or searching for a mate. It would seem natural to you.”

  I wrinkled my nose. “It’s just so odd. My mind doesn’t want to accept it.”

  “The human world is strange to me. It just depends on what you’re used to.”

  “Why haven’t you already married?” I asked, thinking of the girl he’d mentioned before.

  “I said it was normal, not that it was the law. I just haven’t found someone I want to be with till the end of time. My father didn’t meet my mother until he was older, so he doesn’t push me. At least, he didn’t until you came back into the picture.” He looked away so I couldn’t see his face, but there was no regret or malice to his words.

  “Do you think we could at least convince him to wait?”

  Kallan shook his head. “No, he won’t wait. Once he has his mind set on something, there is no changing it. He sees you as a threat, and as the leader, he has to eliminate any threats. I’m actually surprised he didn’t kill you on sight. To him, if you’re not with us, you’re against us.”

  “Why didn’t he?”

  “I don’t think he wants to kill you. He wants power. And to have an Aurorian faery on our side would give him more power than he ever dreamed. Killing you takes that power away. But he’d rather have you dead than with the light faeries.”

  Interesting. I wondered if I could use that to my advantage somehow. “I guess that makes sense, but he’s still going to kill me, isn’t he?”

  “He won’t hesitate to kill you. He’s given you a way out. It’s up to you if you take it or not. The days are passing quickly.” His blue-green eyes settled on my face. “Have you made up your mind?”

  “No, I just keep hoping I’ll find a way out,” I answered honestly. There wasn’t any use trying to evade the question. He knew where I stood on the matter.

  “I wish I could help you, but there’s no way, I’m afraid.”

  I stopped in my tracks and turned towards him. “You would help me? Go against your father?”

  “I don’t want you to be forced into mating with me. It’s not exactly good for the ego.” Kallan laughed. “Marry me or die. I’d like you to have a little more say than that.”

  I realized he didn’t say he didn’t want to marry me, just that he wanted me to have a choice. I wondered if he wasn’t as opposed to the idea as he had acted previously. I was too shy to ask, and not sure I was ready to hear the answer.

  “Let’s keep going. There’s something ahead I wanted you to see.” Kallan touched my arm, and my heart jumped.

  “Okay.” I looked around and noticed how deep we had gone into the woods. “Where are we going?”

  “You’ll see.” He grinned wickedly.

  I couldn’t help but smile back. He was so calm and collected, but I got the feeling there was a lot more underneath his cool exterior. It was almost like he was locked away inside his own body, like me in my little prison cell.

  We walked for what seemed like forever in silence, but it was probably closer to a mile, before he smiled at me.

  “I hope you can swim.” He winked, and then broke into a run.

  I followed, laughter bubbling up inside me, and we burst free of the trees. A glistening green meadow stretched before us, and the wind whipped through my hair, warm and tangible. I watched as Kallan headed straight for what looked like the end of the world, and then leapt off.

  “Kallan!” I screamed, my heart pounding. I raced to look over the edge.

  It was a long way down. A cliff! The rocks were chalk white and the water deep, brilliant azure. I watched his body hit the water with a splash, and when his dark head bobbed to the surface, his wonderful laughter echoed up.

  “Oh my God!” I fought to catch my breath. He had scared me half to death. I wasn’t a fan of heights, but I could swim like a fish after years of lessons at the YMCA.

  “You’re crazy!” I yelled down.

  He squinted up at me, so small a figure in the water. “Afraid?”

  “Yes!” I laughed.

  “Come on. I wont let you get hurt. Trust me.”

  I hesitated as I looked at the drop. But then I figured, what the hell? I probably only had a few more days to live anyway. I took a few steps backwards, and ran. Next thing I knew, I was in free fall, and it felt fantastic. My wings were flapping, but I wasn’t flying. The air felt fabulous against my skin. The water was approaching quickly, so I pointed my hands forward and tucked my wings. I sliced gracefully into
the water.

  My vision was as perfect underwater as it was above. I could see all kinds of unusual fish. I didn’t want to surface, but my lungs protested.

  My head popped up, and I looked around for Kallan. He was right next to me, treading water, and he grinned. “I’m impressed. I didn’t think you would do it.”

  “I love a challenge,” I replied, staring directly into his eyes, which were almost the exact color of the water.

  He swam closer to me. My heart was still racing from the adrenaline of the jump. His presence made my body feel alive in ways that shouldn’t be possible. I loved Adam.

  “Follow me.” Kallan swam off, and I cut through the water after him. He led me around underwater, pointing out different underwater creatures. When we would come up for air, he explained what they were. Some of them were dangerous, but most were harmless.

  When we dove under again, I couldn’t see him. Panic started to rise in my chest. Something grabbed my ankle, and I kicked, trying to get it to release.

  Kallan crested the water, laughing.

  I hit him with all my might. “You jerk! You scared me,” I gasped, splashing water at him.

  He caught my hand in the air when I moved to smack him again. “I was just playing,” he teased, pulling me closer.

  My breathing increased, and my wings were fluttering like crazy as my body pressed against his. Kiss me! I thought.

  As if he heard me, his lips came down on mine. He tasted like saltwater, his mouth hot and wet. He pulled me tighter, and his hands tangled in my hair, holding me firmly in place as the kiss deepened.

  It wasn’t necessary. I wasn’t fighting it. His kiss awakened me in a way Adam’s never had.

  Suddenly, he pulled back, his eyes wide. He stared at me in shock, both of us breathing hard.

  My arms felt bereft, and the traitor inside me pleaded inwardly for him to never stop kissing me.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I don’t know why I did. I lost control,” he rambled. After a few seconds, he swam away from me. I watched as he pulled his beautifully proportioned, muscular body out of the water.

  I closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing, my legs kicking beneath the surface of the water. What just happened?

  I swam to the embankment. It was awkward, but we had to face it. We couldn’t pretend it hadn’t happened. I pulled myself out of the water and walked over to Kallan. He was sitting on a rock with his hands in his hair, looking down at the sand.

  “I’m sorry,” I said lamely.

  He snapped his head up. “What do you have to be sorry about? I kissed you. I should have better self-control than that. It was like something told me to do it, and I couldn’t resist.”

  Bells went off in my head. Oh, goodness. I couldn’t believe it. “Kallan, I think we found out my power.”

  He met my eyes. The way the water dripped off his hair was charming. “What are you talking about?”

  “Right before you kissed me, I thought ‘kiss me’ and you did. Mind control must be my power, too.”

  He tilted his head to the side, his blue eyes appraising me. “You wanted me to kiss you?”

  I was horrified that I had admitted that fact to him. “Probably just the adrenaline high. I’m terrified of heights. I’ve never done anything that crazy in my life.” Now I was the one rambling. I paused, trying to figure out what to say next. “Don’t worry. I still love Adam and want to leave. It won’t happen again.”

  Kallan nodded as if he accepted the answer, which kinda pissed me off. “Can I try it again to see if it was mind control?”

  “As long as you don’t will me to kiss you.” He smirked.

  “Very funny.” I stared into his eyes and thought, Stand up and turn around.

  Kallan stood up and turned around.

  “Wow.” He shook his arms, turning back with a strange look on his face. “Now I know what others feel like when I use my power on them. It’s not cool to give up control.” He sat back down on the rock. “I’ve never met another mind controller. It’s not a common ability.”

  “Oh. That’s kinda weird, huh?” I said, thoughts racing through me that were worrisome.

  He nodded, his eyes on the horizon as he said absently, “It’s very unusual that we both have the ability.”

  Chapter Eighteen

  An hour later, I was back in my room. Not having anything else to do, I could only think about what had happened with Kallan.

  I ran my fingers over my lips and thought of his lips on mine. I wavered back and forth on how I felt about it. I had used mind control on him, which meant he didn’t do it himself. But the kiss had felt so real. Did he regret it?

  I was torn. Part of me wanted to kiss him again, and the other part of me felt very guilty. I was still with Adam. I loved him, and I had kissed another guy. Not only had I cheated, but it had been with someone I didn’t even like. Was I that lonely? Kallan wasn’t my type.

  So now I knew my ability. A world of opportunity had arisen, and I stared at a crack in the wall, considering options.

  One that kept coming to the front of my mind was to use it on Kallan and make him show me the way out of here. But every time I thought of it, I knew I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t use my ability on him like that. Who else could I use it on? Think, Rylie! Time was running out. I had to find a way out of this place soon before my head was on a platter.

  I could control someone else with my mind, which meant if I told Lena to lead me out of here, she would. A smile spread across my face. Time to blow this joint.

  I wiggled the doorknob and, within moments, heard it being unlocked.

  Lena opened it, a sweet smile on her face. “What’s the matter, Oleander? Do you need something?”

  Take me for a walk.

  She looked at me strangely. “Oleander?”

  Show me the way out. I clenched my fists at my side and willed her to listen to me.

  Lena sighed. “Cat got your tongue? What do you want?”

  Why wasn’t this working? I tried something simpler. Jump up and down. Nothing happened. Flap your wings. Again, nothing. I fought the urge to scream.

  “Okay, then, let me know if there is something you need.” Lena frowned at me as she closed the door.

  Frustrated and annoyed, I sat on my bed and pulled my knees up to my chest. Why didn’t it work on her? It would just be fantastic if she was immune like Varwik, or even better if it meant I was defective. Was it possible that my power only worked some of the time? It could be a consequence of living apart from the faery world. That would be just my luck. Mind control that only worked some of the time. Lovely. Maybe it only worked on certain faeries?

  After a couple more hours, Lena came in and told me it was time for my walk. I felt like a dog being let out a few times a day. At least I wouldn’t have to look at the same walls for an hour or so.

  “Could we go to the kitchen?” I asked.

  “What for?” she asked, surprised.

  “Just want to see what kind of food is there. Maybe get a snack? I haven’t eaten, and I’m starving.”

  She shrugged. “Sure.”

  The kitchen was beautiful. It had dark hardwood floors. The countertops were also made of various shades of wood. Three faeries were bustling around. One was kneading bread, another standing over the stove stirring something in a pot, and the last one was mopping the floors.

  I walked over to the faery that was mopping the floor and stared at her. Jump, I mentally willed her. Nothing. They were worried about my powers, and I was a dud. Talk about ironic.

  “Can I have something to eat?” I asked the woman who was working on the bread. She wiped her hands and hurried over to the refrigerator.

  “Would you like a sandwich or something sweet?” she asked. She was an older lady, her curly white hair tucked beneath a plaid kerchief and an apron wrapped around her middle. I assumed she had to be extremely old to have finally aged into middle age.

  I’d like to get the
hell out of here, I thought bitterly.

  Sorry, lass, that’s not possible.

  My eyes widened. Did she just talk to me without speaking? Or had I said that out loud?

  I’m a mind reader with the ability to share thoughts. She pulled out a plate of ham and set it on the counter, but her eyes never met mine. Speak, child, so the other doesn’t find the silence odd.

  “Umm, sure, a sandwich sounds good. Can you put extra mustard on it?” I asked. I was trying to wrap my mind around what was going on. She was a mind reader, but I could read her mind. Wasn’t that strange? I didn’t seem to be able to read anyone else’s mind. She did say she was able to share thoughts, so maybe that was it.

  No. Others usually can’t speak back to me. They can just hear my thoughts and respond out loud.

  Huh, I thought. The woman handed me the plate, and I walked back towards Lena. So, I could use mind control on Kallan and read the servant’s mind. An idea came to me. Excitement welled up in my chest. I had to find out if what I was thinking was true. If it was…the possibilities were endless.

  I saw a small carving knife on the counter and grabbed it. Carefully, I slipped it into the pocket of my dress. “Can we go outside to eat?”

  “Of course,” Lena replied and led me out a side door. We walked down a path to a wooden bench.

  “Lena, I think I know what my power is.”

  Her eyes widened in surprise. “Really? What is it?”

  “Can I try something on you? It might hurt a little.”

  She hesitated. “I guess so. What is it?”

  “Give me your hand.” Lena gingerly placed her hand in my left hand. With my right, I reached down and grabbed the knife. Quickly, before she changed her mind, I put a small gash on her palm.

  “Ouch! Why did you do that?” She tried to yank her hand back, but I held on to it tightly.

  I placed my hand over hers, and I could feel an odd tingling sensation radiate through my hands. I waited a few seconds and removed it. The cut was gone. I was closer to proving my theory was true. If I was right, I could use the ability of a faery I was near. It was like I absorbed what they could do. But only when they were close.