Moons Over My Maggie by Kate Danley

Author:Kate Danley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fantasy, supernatural suspense, fun snarky comedy, Tiki Oasis Tiki Kon Con Convention, Los Angeles San Diego California, Strong female lead, zero male gale, no romance, bounty hunter, magical tracker, Maggie MacKay series
Publisher: Katherine Danley
Published: 2020-08-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The ground of Fairy was located about three feet below our hotel floor, and we fell with a thud. Despite the fluffy tulle of my petticoat cushioning some of the hit, I couldn't help the groan that escaped my lips as the wind was knocked right out of me.

Fairy was a place of gloom. What do you expect for a land ruled by a madman? Just think Dark Dimension with prettier people. But as every fairytale ever written warns, it’s the pretty ones ya gotta watch out for.

The air was thick with gray fog and night skies. There were lights in the bushes. Along the road, it glittered like diamonds beneath our feet. Knowing fairies, it probably was diamonds.

"It does not like me here..." Killian muttered, getting up on high alert.

I was glad he was still functioning, because I was feeling beat to hell. I had gotten stronger when it came to ripping emergency portals, but just because it was easier didn't mean it was easy. Even in my exhausted delirium, however, I thought enough to reach back and seal up the portal as carefully as I could. I really didn't want to think too hard about how much I was weakening the divide between our worlds with me popping in and out like a frickin' jack-in-the-doom.

I pushed myself to a standing position, feeling more like Jack and Jill who fell down the hill than some badass World Walker. But you can't stay down in Fairy. Manticore's liable to look at you like an injured antelope and eat your face off.

"And I don't like me here, either," I replied, dusting off my dress and picking some glowing pebbles out of the palms of my hand. I glanced at him, but was careful not to lose track of the road. Fairy paths have a tendency to move when your back is turned. "You feeling okay? No uncontrollable urges to spontaneously combust or anything?"

I could see him relaxing just slightly. Then he nodded. "Contracts with fairy people are all about the details. And part of the agreement was that elves aligned with the Queen would never tread here without an invitation."

I jerked my chin toward his locket. "But you've been cut off from her."

"So I am allowed," he said with a grim nod. "But King Cole will not be pleased." Something strange cried in the darkness. Killian hugged his blue Hawaiian shirt closer as a damp chill blew through the thin fabric. Trying to distract himself, he commented, "So, there was something in the drinks?"

"Yeah..." I replied, keeping my eyes trained on the shadows, silver stake out, ready to take down anything that came our way. Sadly, silver doesn't do shit against fairies. You need cold iron, and the closest thing I had was the complimentary clothes iron in the hotel room we left behind.

"There were small pinpricks of light," I said. "Hundreds of small pokes in the boundary and then everyone's drink lit up."

Killian noodled that through. "It could be fairy mischief.

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