"I, Alethea Nightingale, seventh..." I took a deep breath, "seventh daughter of Seelie King Oberon acknowledge that I have made a deal and will do all in my power to complete it"... ~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~ Alethea Nightingale has never been quite right, or quite human for that matter. Being hunted by Fae of her father's Court, she's never taken to her Faery heritage. But when she's finally caught, it's not by who she expected. With a handshake to seal her fate, she's taken to the Unseelie Court. If she can survive Winter, then she can finally live a Fae-free life...hopefully. ~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~..~ Fae were rotting souls, they were carnage with a pretty face. And their parties were waltzes with wine and blood.
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