Shadow Dancer

I hide in the shadows, lying in wait for those who expect nothing to happen. Those who are most vulnerable. I tell myself they don't need it all as I wait in alleys or on top of roofs, but I still feel bad. I only steal from the rich. The snooty, holier-than-thou people who's pockets are heavy with gold. It helps my conscious to know that they have plenty back home and won't go hungry if I take their money. That's what will happen to my family if I don't do it.

But I made a mistake. I got caught. But not by a normal a man who goes to this guards. This man is deadly. With his otherworldly looks and dangerous look in his eye I wonder why I ever tried to pickpocket him. When he attacks and I respond with a blast of power I swore to never use again, I find myself being whisked away to Faerie by four men that look way more dangerous and otherworldly than the man I killed did.

Now I'm in a world that have no idea how to navigate and am fending off the growing feelings building inside of me for my ungodly escorts. As they test me to try to figure out what kind of fae I am I have to fight to keep the shadows in check. To keep them locked away deep inside where they can't hurt anybody. To bad these guys are determined to claw it out of me...