The Lost Fae Realms by Caroline Barnard-Smith

Author:Caroline Barnard-Smith
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy, short story, elf, fairy, elves, fae, faery, fantasy adult, fantasy action, fairy book, distopian, distopia, distopian society, fantasy about an elf
Publisher: Caroline Barnard-Smith

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Dylan wasn’t surprised by the cheapness of the girl’s motel room. It seemed to fit with the odd clothes and untamed hair. This was not a girl who lived for the finer things in life. Or could afford them, at any rate.

He stared around the cramped space, searching for any clues as to Christa’s identity. His curiosity remained unsatisfied. There wasn’t so much as a hairbrush on the nightstand.

Christa remained standing just inside the door, head cocked, appraising Dylan’s shadowy form in the dark.

“I hate these places,” Dylan said. “So impersonal and joyless.” He walked to the television facing the bed and jabbed at the buttons below the screen. “Did you know your TV’s not working?”

“I don’t watch TV,” Christa said, head still cocked, eyes glittering. “People on TV are stupid, it annoys me.”

“I think it’s a stipulation of the entertainment business, stupidity. If your IQ’s too high, you’ll never make it.” Dylan began to laugh but stopped when he saw the strange way Christa was looking at him. He briefly wondered if it was too late to edge past her and escape.

“I’ve decided that I like you,” Christa said. The statement was bald, simple. It caught Dylan off-guard. He stared at her for several moments.

“Does that mean I win something?” he finally said.

Christa began moving towards him. She had the look of a cat stalking prey, her hips swung from side to side and her face darkened with intent. Dylan waited for her to reach him, to lift her hands to his face. He braced himself for impact, for inevitable pain, and was pleasantly surprised when she only shoved him hard in the chest, pushing him down onto the bed. He began to speak but one hard-edged look silenced him. Christa was obviously not a woman who liked to be interrupted. Instead, Dylan let her undress him. He relaxed beneath her, let her hands wander where they wanted. She lifted her shirt over her head, legs wrapped around him, pinning him down. Dylan smiled. She was much better looking than her baggy clothes suggested. He closed his eyes, content to bow to her will. It had been a while since anyone had wanted him this way.

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