A Match Made in Spell (Fate Weaver Book 1) by Welling ReGina & Lynn Erin

A Match Made in Spell (Fate Weaver Book 1) by Welling ReGina & Lynn Erin

Author:Welling, ReGina & Lynn, Erin [Welling, ReGina]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Willow Hill Books
Published: 2016-12-21T05:00:00+00:00


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Sanctuary. That was what I needed. Sanctuary and wine. And my best friend. I revved Pinky's engine and sped to the office, pressing the button for Flix several more times than necessary until he shimmered into view before my eyes.

Before he even had a chance to ask, I let every detail of the story unfold. "You should have seen the backyard. I had no idea they would think I didn't need them anymore. And how am I supposed to keep up with fae mood swings? One minute they're fighting to beat the band, and the next they're hopped up Twinkleberry wine and enjoying a dip in a magical hot tub, laughing and giggling like teenagers. I can't even imagine what the first several hundred years of their lives were like if this is how they act around one another now. Poor Vaeta, getting dragged into this argument when she's been MIA for a century and probably doesn't care if I'm around or not. You'd think they'd just be happy to have her back, not that you'd have known they missed her in the first place. It's strange, the way they just pretended like she didn't exist." Plied with wine, I babbled and ranted until I noticed Flix hadn't said a word.

He raised a perfectly groomed eyebrow in my direction and said quietly. "I think what's strange is that you've lived with three faeries for 25 years and don't seem to know a thing about them." He paused, allowing me to gape at him for a moment.

"Faeries--at least, full-blood faeries--don't age the same way humans do."

"Well, duh, I'm not an idiot. All four of them look like supermodels, and they haven't aged a day since I can remember." I shot back, feeling myself start to get defensive.

"It's not just about how they look. The fae aren't human, and can't be expected to respond to situations in the same way a person would. There's a reason humans are the way they are--they know they're going to die someday, and it affects all of their actions. Think about it: what separates humans from animals is the concept of morality. It's all instinct for an animal. The goal is simple: stay alive. In nature, killing another animal is not considered cruel, and there's no such thing as remorse. But when humans kill, they know they're cutting off an already too-short life; they know exactly what they're taking away from that person and everyone who cares about him. Hence, the moral code. Keeps people from giving in to the animal side of themselves."

I waved a finger in circles, urging him to continue.

"Now a faerie--or any other near-immortal being who may live for thousands of years--is not going to have the same outlook. Death is an even sadder thing because several lifetimes have been lost all at once. I'd bet you'd agree that your godmothers have a near-perfect memory. Imagine losing someone and not being able to forget hundreds of years worth of moments you'd shared;



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