Time Shift by J. L. Weil

Author:J. L. Weil [Weil, J. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dark Magick Publishing, LLC
Published: 2018-05-21T16:00:00+00:00

Living with a pixie was worse than having a dog or babysitting an annoying little sister. Belle was a two-year-old terror on crack. I was ready to pull my hair out. She needed constant attention and supervision. For the last twenty-four hours, I hadn’t gotten a moment of peace. Devyn was at his wit’s end, and I was afraid if I left them alone, he’d strangle the pixie to death.

I gave her one more hour before Devyn killed the little shit.

The only thing keeping her from a violent death was me.

And I wasn’t sure why I protected her.

She had deceived me. She could be the one who led the Silvermyst to me and more could be on their way, but for some reason, I couldn’t shake the feeling that she didn’t have a choice in the matter.

By the second day, the three of us were going stir crazy. I had to do something.

Belle was prattling on as usual, singing in her little glass jar as she fluttered about. Devyn growled like a bear on the couch, occasionally shooting Belle daggers of murder with his eyes. I leaned down on the kitchen counter, peering inside at her. “Is that Will Smith you’re singing?” I asked, finding it weird she was rapping. If she bust out a Tupac song, I might lose my mind.

“Gettin’ jiggy wit it,” she sang, not acknowledging me at first, but the pixie craved attention, so it didn’t take long for her to give in. “I have to do something to entertain myself.”

“How about the quiet game?” Devyn suggested from the other room.

“So you like hip-hop music?” I asked, ignoring Devyn.

She nodded, her feet touching the bottom of the glass. “I like all music, but this one seems to thoroughly annoy the Shaman.” A glint of mischief lit her eyes.

I should have guessed. “Okay, I’ve had enough,” I announced, my voice booming through the open room. “This is stupid. The two of you need to make amends if we’re going to be stuck in this house together, and the way to do that is by letting you out of your glass prison.”

“Whoopee.” Belle did a backflip in the small space of her confinement.

Devyn jumped over the back of the couch and came barreling into the room. “Don’t you—”

Too late.

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