[Creepy Hollow 02.0] The Faerie Prince by Rachel Morgan

Author:Rachel Morgan [Morgan, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780994667915
Amazon: B00CZ9BPHG
Barnesnoble: B00CZ9BPHG
Publisher: Rachel Morgan Publishing
Published: 2015-03-20T06:00:00+00:00

Part Three

Eighteen

For a single moment that seems to last forever, Ryn and I stare at each other across the foyer, fear growing, rising, filling the space between us.

Then the lightning hits.

It strikes somewhere above us with such force that the foyer’s marble floor shudders beneath our feet. Ryn shouts my name, but the explosion of the domed ceiling swallows up his voice. A bolt of light shreds the air and strikes the floor between us, creating a huge zigzagging crack through the marble. A second later, broken pieces of ceiling begin to rain down on us.

I throw myself out of the way. The marble is a lot harder than anything else I’ve landed on recently, and my shoulder screams out in protest. I roll across the floor, pull myself up onto my knees, and throw my arm out toward the corridor we just came down. The flare of magic that leaves my hand is bright red. If anyone in the ballroom has any doubts as to where the explosion came from, they’ll know which way to go now.

I climb to my high-heeled feet to look for Ryn, but instead I see black figures dropping down from the open ceiling. Rain sprays across my face, and wind tangles my curls. Fear gives way to adrenaline as the thrill of an impending fight races through my veins.

I stand firm as my bow and arrow form between my outstretched arms. I pull back, let go, and watch the arrow zoom toward its target, sparks flying in its wake. The man—dressed all in black, complete with a cape, for goodness sake—goes down with a cry as the arrow embeds itself in his back. Pull back, release. Pull back, release. A new arrow materializes the moment the previous one is let loose.

A boulder hurtles toward me, along with sparks of magic. I dodge the magic, but the edge of the boulder catches my shoulder. I hit the floor once more, my bow and arrow disappearing the moment I let go. Rolling onto my back, I reach for the strap of my right shoe. I tug it loose—my amber slips to the floor—just as a faerie throws himself on top of me. I bring the shoe up and slice the heel across his neck. He clutches his throat, and I send my fist into his stomach. He doubles over. Blood splatters onto my face. With a heave, I push him away.

I kick my other shoe off, stuff my stylus into my enhanced cleavage, and get ready to fight the next faerie who wants to take me on. It seems I’m out of opponents, though. The foyer is full of guards, mentors, and guardians, and the only black figures I see are the ones lying dead on the floor.

Ryn. Is he okay?

I turn to the debris in the center of the foyer, pushing wet hair out of my face. A glittering whip snaps the air and disappears before I see him. He climbs off a boulder, jumps over the crack that now splits the foyer in two, and walks toward me.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.