Derailed_a Nemesis Prequel Novella by Genevieve Iseult Eldredge

Author:Genevieve Iseult Eldredge [Eldredge, Genevieve Iseult]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-945723-70-4
Amazon: B075FYNTBH
Publisher: Firefly Hill Press, LLC
Published: 2018-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

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ROUEN

Dreams of city streets and skyscrapers

Flashing by

In every shadow, in every reflection,

I see your face

“Skyscraper,” Euphoria

* * *

I’m Euphoria, rising goth rockstar, not to mention the Queen of Dark Faerie, mistress of Castle Knockma, and head of all the arch-Eld.

And I’m losing a game of Tag. To my mortal enemy.

Who is adorable in every sense of the word.

My heart pounds, the nighttime city skyline flashing past as I chase Syl over the towering skyscrapers in downtown LA, a glittering jungle of steel and metal rising from the asphalt far below.

A jungle that’s ours for the night.

Syl lands atop a seventy-story hotel blazing with light. She flashes me her thousand-watt smile, and the skyline dims in comparison. “Catch me if you can!”

Oh, I can.

A thrilling, predatory feeling coils in my stomach, and I get flashes of a past that feels vaguely mine—chasing Syl through the night, laughing with her, my heart on fire, training her, throwing her off a building, watching in pride as she used her fairy wind for the first time. Countless memories of me sweeping her into my arms and kissing her.

I was on top of the city, but it felt like I was on top of the world.

I want to feel that way again, want to kiss her again.

My heart urges me, Go get her, Roue. I lunge off my skyscraper and summon my fairy wind. In a burst of Winter, it sweeps me up, speeding me toward her.

The city lights spin far, far below.

She waits…till…I’m…almost…there!

My attack, a desperate attempt to tag her arm, misses again. Laughing brightly, she windwarps away from me. Whoosh! A burst of Summer wind hits me in the face, sunlit warmth prickling over my skin.

The next thing I know, she appears three buildings away, waving.

Cheeky little minx.

“You’re still It!” she calls cheerily, waving me on.

Okay, full disclosure: I hate being It. Every inch of me that’s competitive vows to get even.

To get her.

I’m drawn to her. Moth, meet flame.

My boots slam down atop a bank building. She’s a few hundred feet off, but she might as well be a world away. If I’m ever going to catch her, I’ll need to pull off this windwarping thing. Because what she doesn’t know is that I haven’t quite remembered how to use all my power.

I feel it constantly, a deep well of brooding power lying dormant inside me.

But feeling it and using it are two different things.

Good thing she doesn’t know.

“Come on!” She waves at me. “I won’t even windwarp.”

Or…she totally knows and is just humoring me.

Despite my embarrassment, a grin curves my lips. That’s my Syl. Of course, she’ll play fair, and when did I start thinking of her as my Syl?

A blush scalds my face to the tips of my pointed ears. Way to play it cool, Roue.

But Syl’s grinning with me, and my heart reaches for her.

She’s the epitome of bright and beautiful, her red curls falling soft around a face dusted with freckles. Her grey eyes are always laughing, but I feel like I’m in on the joke.

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